Paris to the Moon

October 20, 2000 at 04:00 AM EDT

For those accustomed to reading Adam Gopnik’s dispatches from Paris in The New Yorker, the collection Paris to the Moon feels almost magisterial. There, these pieces seemed as light as a soufflé; here they’ve acquired the heartiness of a pot-au-feu. Self-consciously self-absorbed, Gopnik forages for subjects in the yuppie trinity of leisure — ”children and cooking and spectator sports, including the spectator sport of shopping.” He’s more an eager explainer than a grand theorist of the difference between Paris and New York. And Gopnik’s knack for comparison makes him a master of simile: ”It is as if all American appliances dreamed of being cars while all French appliances dreamed of being telephones.” Just as his description of joining a gym becomes a critique of labyrinthine French bureaucracy, his account of his family’s Parisian life is transformed from a simple exercise to a treatise of substance. A-

Paris to the Moon

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