When Mr. Eyre turns to Ireland in the next episode, his shrewd sense of theater as show business comes through, as he examines "three superb self-publicists".
I wrote: "Thaw's story - Books One and Two - forms a superb, self-contained realistic novel about a disturbed child's education and his uneven growth towards manhood".
Woodward argued, mostly, that the father of our country was dim-witted: "Washington possessed the superb self-confidence that comes only to those men whose inner life is faint".
(Anderson) ★ Sondre Lerche (Wednesday) More perfect matches are rarely made: Mr. Lerche, an alluring and slyly outre singer-songwriter from Norway, followed his superb, self-titled sixth album with a track on the "Muppets: The Green Album" compilation.
James Blake was mystifyingly mislabelled as "dubstep", but the 22-year-old Londoner was actually an electronic singer-songwriter whose superb self-titled debut had more in common with Robert Wyatt, John Martyn and Secret Life of Plants-era Stevie Wonder than with Nero or Magnetic Man.
(Chinen) ★ Paradoxical Frog (Thursday) So much possibility rumbles from this improvising collective — with Kris Davis on piano, Ingrid Laubrock on tenor saxophone and Tyshawn Sorey on drums, and all three contributing tunes — that on its superb self-titled debut, released last year on Clean Feed, you don't have time to fixate on its free-jazz pedigree or wonder who's running the show.
And Picasso's other numerous paintings and drawings, exuding his genius and superb self-confidence, serve in this exhibition as a perfect balance to the magic and power of the ancient works.
Narcissism is the subject of James Hall's superb The Self-Portrait: A Cultural History (Thames & Hudson £24.95), though the finest of Hall's self-portraitists view the self as a stranger.
His body language is superb: awkward, self-effacing, obsessively tidy – Coronation Street fans should think Roy Cropper if they want to imagine the sort of man Percy is.
I have no idea whether it's dogma, paternal sentimentality, or mere actorly choice that burdens him in "After Earth," but the result is the diminution of a superb performer, his self reduced to a celebrity emblem that advertises the movie from within.
It is the greatest and most superb of narcissistic self-indulgences: and why should it not be?
