Book three will have to contend with postmodern times—the end of history, and the birth of a greyer, flatter world.
This idea of integrating autistics into the workforce may be Danish postmodern, but it relies on a classic American formula.
Kick-Ass is, Vaughn said, “a postmodern love letter to superhero films.”
Its six separate plots spin and swirl for your postmodern attention, and they drift from the 1850s to postapocalyptic times.
The book is called Help—a postmodern touch and, for the long-suffering maids, a clever double-entendre.
It’s arguably the best film of the ‘90s—a postmodern pop culture smorgasbord awash in nihilism and dripping with retro cool.
postmodern Democrats are generally more concerned about the fate of the polar bears than real people on Main Street.
Gabe tried to kick his postmodern, adolescent sense of ennui (a “lame” feeling) through members of the opposite sex (“dames”).
The story of fluoridation reads like a postmodern fable, and the moral is clear: a scientific discovery might seem like a boon.
Perhaps this is some postmodern gay subversion, but to me it just seemed like lousy writing and lackluster direction.