James Wolcott tackles The Complete New Yorker, an eight-DVD, one hundred dollar spectacular. It’s not entirely inappropriate that his fascinating review—half review, half history of the magazine institution—clocks in at a hefty four-and-a-half thousand words, a piece of the kind of bulk that would be appreciated at the New Yorker itself.
And much like many things in the New Yorker, I skimmed it. ;)