The previous volume in this marvellous series of New Yorker anthologies was devoted to the 1950s. It opened with an account of how Jackie Robinson, the star player of the Brooklyn Dodgers, was working in a hardware store and was followed by A J Liebling’s account of the Archie Moore–Rocky Marciano fight, which ends with him overhearing two policemen wondering why Disney never filmed Kafka’s Metamorphosis. A sprightly survivor from the era of Harold Ross’s editorship, Liebling resurfaces in The New Yorker Book of the 60s, this time writing about Cassius Clay – he notes his ‘skittering style, like a pebble scaled over water’. However, the opening section of the new book, though full of good things, is altogether more serious: it includes early extracts from Rachel Carson’s Silent Spring, James Baldwin’s The Fire Next Time and Truman Capote’s In Cold Blood, as well as Hannah Arendt’s reports of the Eichmann trial and Jonathan Schell’s brilliant account of US troops occupying a Vietnamese village.

Subscribe or Sign In to read the full article