I found this particularparagraph while reading a piece on "Deadwood" (which I LOVE)in slate and couldn't help but sigh in despair....when will writers dispense with attempting to impress and just do the job of impressing?
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A former Yale and Iowa English lecturer, Milch dresses up his auteurlike compulsiveness with a professorial bearing and impressive erudition, a pose that allows him to effectively advance his idiosyncratic vision for the series. He gets what he wants by keeping the line between perfectionism and egghead narcissism deliciously vague.