F-Mo, Moretti the Steady, The Literary Lab Rat, The Encyclopedist, Stanford's Favorite Radical, Bloom's Gloom
Male. It's that simple.
Sondrio, Italy—a beautiful little town nestled in the foothills of the Italian Alps. Bellissima.
My first gig was at Columbia University, where I taught comparative literature. I then set out for the territories—the West Coast, that is—where I got a plum appointment as the Danily C. and Laura Louise Bell Professor in the Humanities at Stanford. That's a pretty rock 'n' roll position. Here's my department page.
Because I'm still alive, you're not going to find a bunch of biographical information about me floating around. Plus, I'm busy talking about my work, not myself. But here's what I will tell you: I got my Ph.D. from the University of Rome. I know it's not Harvard, but look how much that mattered.
Power to the people!
I'm going to treat this one as a yes or no question and just go ahead and say no. I'm a Marxist, for crying out loud. (You know—religion is the opiate of the masses, and all that jazz.) I do briefly touch on issues of religion in my criticism of that horror classic Dracula, but just as an excuse to talk about the unholy alliance of money and religion that started to crop up in the 19th century. Now we have mega-churches. Thanks a lot, 19th century.
Tons of reading
Making crazy lines in all directions on butcher paper
American Academy of Arts and Sciences (for reals)