Dr D. Bruno Starrs
Dr D. Bruno Starrs was born in Adelaide, Australia, in a year he cannot remember. He is unmarried, childless and irresponsibly itinerant compared to most people of his experience and advanced age (whatever that is).
Despite a tendency to waffle on unintelligibly upon various tangential dissertations related to media and culture, Starrs has somehow passed all examinations and succeeded in graduating from six Australian universities. His qualifications include two Masters degrees and a PhD.
His hobbies include natural bodybuilding and fitness (he has been a four times finalist in the Mr Australia titles), traveling, cooking and eating good food and, yes, you guessed it: writing.
His most recent novel, "Bollywood Extras" (Starrs via Smashwords, 2012) was preceded by the novel "That Blackfella Bloodsucka Dance!" (First Edition: Just Fiction Editions, Germany, 2011. Second Edition: Starrs via Smashwords, 2012) and a collection of writing for the theatre entitled "Suicide Plays" (VDM Verlag, Germany, 2009). His first full-length novel was "I Woke Up Feeling Thailand" (First Edition: Sid Harta Publishing, Australia, 2004. Second Edition: Starrs via Smashwords, 2012).
Dr Starrs has published extensively in non-fiction too, with many peer-reviewed film media and/or culture journal articles and book chapters to his name, as well as the academic textbook "Dutch Tilt, Aussie Auteur: The Films of Rolf de Heer" (First Edition: VDM Verlag, Germany 2009. Second Edition: Starrs via Smashwords, 2013).
Check out Dr Starrs' three novels, numerous free stage-plays and a free film-script also available here at Smashwords.
Dr Starrs can be difficult to physically locate, sometimes. When not sequestered away in some wretched garret, filthy and unshaven (but ever so happily writing), the author can usually be found teaching Academic Writing and/or Media Studies at various Australian universities or teaching English as a Foreign Language somewhere in deepest, darkest - and preferably - weirdest South-East Asia.
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The Sorrows and Suffering of Young Werther: A Stage-play
by Dr D. Bruno Starrs
Approx. 14,030 words.
Published on January 20, 2013.
This two act stage-play is an English translation and stage adaptation of Johann Wolfgang von Goethe's 1774 novella "Die Leiden des jungen Werthers". It was first published in the April 2004 issue of "Ygdrasil: A Journal of the Poetic Arts" (online, Ottawa, Canada. K. Gerken [ed]). There are no fees to perform this play so long as all actors have a legally obtained copy.
by Dr D. Bruno Starrs
Approx. 69,240 words.
Published on September 15, 2012.
(4.89 from 19 reviews)
"Bollywood Extras" is like "Lolita" meets "The Day of the Locust", but set in contemporary India not America and staged against a backdrop of rabid religious terrorism. Written with the uniquely black, comedic, literary flair Dr Starrs is renown for, this, his 3rd novel, boldly captures the feel of Mumbai and the small-time players in its big-time film industry, with style, humor and originality.
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Smashwords book reviews by Dr D. Bruno Starrs
- Sabrina's Chastity Belt
on Sep. 22, 2012
Well done with that old challenge, writing first person from the opposite gender of yourself! Anyway, I rate it well.
- Anthology of Short Fiction
on Dec. 02, 2012
Pete Malicki is a living legend in the rarefied world of Australian short theatre. He is the tirelessly reliable ‘Head Incubator’ of “Crash Test Drama”, a monthly opportunity for budding playwrights, directors and actors to get together, quickly turkey-baste ideas, block moves and within 2 or 3 hours of meeting, stage their short plays (i.e. < 10 minutes) under lights and atop the well-trod boards of a tiny inner-city Sydney theatre, even though they’re still being performed script in hand. He is also the respected Director of “Short+Sweet”, the world’s biggest short play festival, and many of his pieces have deservedly been recognized and awarded in both of these thespian ‘showdowns’.
If a reviewer such as I might be permitted the luxury of generalizing about a writer’s oeuvre (I certainly would NOT welcome someone doing so with my own [yet-to-peak] body of work!), I’d tentatively suggest - reductionalistically - that Malicki’s specialty is the moaning monologue. A person, alone, talks to the audience/reader, who may also be greeted by other voices in the head of the soloist’s performance. Malicki has nailed this genre, theatrically, time after time.
But has he succeeded in crossing over from short playwrighting to short story writing? Well, to me his Anthology of Short Fiction is great reading, full of original and stimulating situations, but if I were to criticize at all, I would venture the opinion that Malicki somewhat neglects - or perhaps deliberately ignores - the opportunities fiction writing provides for the writer of non-speech. Novelists are frequently more concerned with unspoken concepts, metaphors, narrative arc, design and thought, whereas playwrights generally prioritize a dialogue-based discourse between characters with stage directions enacted accordingly. Many short plays succeed, it sometimes seems, on the twist in the tail/tale. Might not this be a shortcoming evidenced by the writing of his which Malicki deems fit for reading not performing?
My well-considered answer is: Nope! The fact is, Malicki’s writing, while inevitably influenced by his theatrical activity and success, is SO unexpected, even hardened critics such as myself cannot stop from marvelling at what Malicki writes and then next creates. His shorts are simply as close to perfect, one wonders if he has developed a computerized algorithm he simply mouse-clicks before publishing. His work consistently surprises and if you don’t like this one, a few minutes later Malicki will throw you, the reader cum audience, a new curve ball. His second piece in this Anthology, “V.D.” is a perfect example. From the collection’s first short story about a guy witnessing murder as performance art, Malicki suddenly takes us into the mind of a middle-aged, desperately lonely woman. She buys herself a cat each unhappy Valentine’s Day, but today, when anonymous flowers are delivered, she puts her foot down and says: “I call the animal shelter and tell them to put down the kitten they’d kept aside for me.”
Subsequent stories in this Anthology cement Malicki as the Master of the Twist in the Tail. Through the rigors of theatre writing (and performing), Malicki has evolved his writing for the stage to the extent an Anthology such as this is not unlike a night of ten or so incredibly diverse writers, directors and actors performing afront the limelight. Malicki converts the Proscenium Arch into the E-book succinctly and completely, whether he writes of an old man’s smell that wraps around the throat “like a noose” to a ‘Dexter’ meeting his own Dexter in his fourth piece “Darkest Moment” to beer that “rages like a bonsai maelstrom” in “God, the Agnostic”, monsieur Malicki writes like a gymnast atop the shoulders of a high-wire trapeze artist: aware of his height and his skill but always – in the end – pulling us back into gravity’s real world. Experience him on your E-reader or see his actors mouthing his prose at the theatre, either way, Pete Malicki’s monologues work (mostly unhappy) wonders.
- Second Row American Rugby
on Jan. 18, 2013
As an Aussie rugby 'tragic' from way back (I played my first game in 1972, alongside my schoolmate David Campese, when the Queanbeyan Whites were close to unbeatable. Carn the Whites!), I was enthusiastic about tackling this novel (forgive the pun!). And on the whole, it delivered.
Strozier is obviously passionate about the gentleman's game played by unpadded madmen, but his stated goal of explaining the sport to his fellow Americans detracted considerably from this reviewer's reading pleasure. Also, his penchant for capitalising rugby terms like scrum and maul was a little annoying. Perhaps another round of editing is called for.
This nitpicking aside, however, I'm happy to rate "Second Row American Rugby" well and I give it 4 stars.
- Bollywood Fantasies
on Jan. 19, 2013
Complete rubbish. Not the slightest bit erotic. No stars.
- The Stupidity of eBook Reviews
on Jan. 21, 2013
Yes, Eero Tarik, e-reviews aren't worth the bandwidth they occupy, but what's the alternative? Answer me that question in your second edition of this book and I'll give you your fifth star!
- Hollywood Heel's - Hair it Goes - Flash Fiction
on Feb. 06, 2013
An authentic short tale of a PA's infatuation with celebrity. Great flash reading!