“A fascinating life story told with verve and authority.” - Toronto Star

“Hopefully it achieves wide readership simply because Jewison’s story rates big-time treatment. Indeed, to read Norman Jewison: A Director’s Life, is to wonder why this most consequential of directors wasn’t better known. A big thanks to Ira Wells for giving biography treatment to a major Hollywood creator who strangely never became a legend.” - Forbes

“Ira Wells makes the persuasive case that Jewison deserves more fame than he has received, and along the way delivers a rollicking tale of Hollywood during Jewison’s most active years and plenty of backstage trivia.” - Air Mail

“[A]n exhaustively researched look at the career of the country's most prolific, but least understood, filmmaker. The book is an ambitious, and frequently essential, endeavour.” - Globe and Mail

“A thoroughly enjoyable and detailed look at a memorable life in film.” - Library Journal

Prismatic… Wells’s biography also doubles as a historical tour of show business in the second half of the 20th century.” - Zoomer

“Wells gives this fine filmmaker his due. It’s the kind of book that’s going to inspire anyone reading it to go back and watch one, two, or 10 of the movies.” - Broad Street Review (Philadelphia)

“[Giving] the reader a vast sense of Jewison’s decades-spanning career… In Wells’s hands, Jewison’s body of work becomes a series of case studies revealing an ever-changing America.” - Quill and Quire

With humanities subjects increasingly marginal to the interests of students, donors, and universities, it is worth thinking through some the larger consequences of the STEM-ing of higher education. If current trends hold, the Canadian workforce will be increasingly ignorant of history, philosophy, and literature. We will be less capable of learning from the past. Less able to apply ethical frameworks to advances in machine learning, biotechnology, and nanomedicine. Less able to communicate without the assistance of machines, which will also do our thinking for us.

Globe and Mail, January 27, 2024

Jewison had grown up on vaudevillian variety shows, and his filmography was, in a sense, the variety show of a lifetime. He directed hard-hitting social dramas, slapstick comedies, musicals, science fiction, and a children’s film (the underrated, Fellini-esque Bogus); he was fluent in every film genre except horror. He directed 24 films and not one sequel. Was there, at bottom, a sensibility holding it all together? Poitier, in the mid-’80s, argued that Jewison’s filmography shared a “value frame” that reflected the director’s artistic integrity. “He runs to the things that stand as challenges,” Poitier said. “He can no more make a simple film about unimportant things.” If you wanted Jewison to direct The Nerds Strike Back, Poitier said, “you would have to whip him, tie him to a stake, and bury him in an ant hill—and he would choose to die there.”

Your right to life, freedom of expression, and freedom of religion should not be contingent upon my vote… “Democracy” is one of the things human rights are supposed to defend against.

The Walrus, December 12, 2022

One sunny morning in late May, armed with my TDSB Equity Toolkit, a checklist to guide our work, I joined a handful of sheepish parents in our school library, and we began pulling books from the shelves. I was — however unwittingly — writing myself into a history of literary censorship that is nearly 500 years old.

Toronto Star, November 27, 2022

A War on the Rich?

We shouldn’t criticize the 1 percent, In Defence of Wealth insists—we should thank them

The argument that we should be grateful for whatever the super-rich do—for jobs in the gig economy or on the warehouse floor—reveals the spiritual debt not to Andrew Carnegie’s Gospel of Wealth but to Rudyard Kipling’s poem “White Man’s Burden,” which attempts to justify imperialism as a noble duty. Where the rapacious nineteenth-century empires cloaked their pillage and exploitation of colonies in a rhetorical skein of generosity, offering progress and salvation to locals, the contemporary identity politics of the super-rich present them as existing primarily for the benefit of those they exploit for profit. We shouldn’t criticize the 1 percent, they argue—we should thank them. We should want more of them.

The Walrus, May 4, 2022

The ‘Meh’ Decade

Slouchy flannel, shows about nothing, pre-internet bliss. The nineties we romanticize—and the one we forget.

No music, as the adage goes, will ever sound as good as the music you heard when you were seventeen. I could never explain to a 17-year-old today why Jeff Buckley’s “Hallelujah” is better than “Dynamite” by BTS, just as my parents could never have persuaded me that Peter, Paul and Mary were better than Radiohead. I still feel a little bereft each time I walk past the long-departed MuchMusic headquarters on the corner of Queen and John. I am a nineties person, but I wouldn’t want to live there.

Toronto Star, February 4, 2022

The art and complicated politics of Canada’s most famous writer.

The zeitgeist has decreed that this is a moment for toppling statues. For some, Margaret Atwood will now only ever be a statue, a stone angel erected by deluded ancestors we can no longer respect, calling out to be smashed.

Toronto Star, November 18, 2021

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The 1987 Rom-Com starring Cher and Nicolas Cage seemed doomed to fail. Director Norman Jewison made it into a modern classic.

It was Jewison’s most sensuous film: eggs and Italian peppers sizzling in the frying pan, strains of Puccini swelling over the soundtrack, the fizz of a sugar cube dropped into a flute of champagne. It was Cher in a long black coat against the Manhattan skyline, kicking a tin can down the middle of the street in high heels, dreamy look on her face. Moonstruck was drunk with life.

The Walrus, July / August 2021

Air Mail, August 2021

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The World of Bob Dylan

ed. Sean Latham, Cambridge UP, 2021

Chapter 9 - Rock Music

Bob Dylan’s relationship to rock ‘n’ roll was once the most hotly disputed subject in twentieth-century popular music. By January 20, 1988, however, those disputes must have seemed like a distant memory to the celebrities jamming on the stage of New York’s Waldorf-Astoria hotel. It was the third annual induction ceremony of the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame, and Bob Dylan had just taken his place in the pantheon. “Bob freed your mind the way Elvis freed your body,” Bruce Springsteen declared in a speech that framed Dylan as a musical trailblazer: “He invented a new way a pop singer could sound, broke through the limitations of what a recording artist could achieve.” In his own speech, Dylan thanked both the ethnomusicologist Alan Lomax and Little Richard: folk and rock ‘n’ roll were once conceived as mortal enemies, but things had changed. Despite the blandly celebratory mood, few could deny that this was, paradoxically enough, a low point in Dylan’s career. As Springsteen implied – “If there was a young guy out there writing ‘Sweetheart Like You,’ writing ‘Every Grain of Sand,’ they’d be calling him the next Bob Dylan” – the assembled rock royalty were not there to celebrate this Bob Dylan, the Dylan of Infidels and Empire Burlesque. This Dylan – the 46-year-old man in the long black coat – was almost incidental to the proceedings…

When Norman Jewison Turned His Camera on the Ultimate Superstar

Perhaps Christ was the son of God; perhaps he was also a proto-rock star, the tabloid fodder of classical antiquity.

Quillette, June 3, 2021

The Politics of Outrage and the Crisis of Free Speech on Campus*

Literary Review of Canada

*National Magazine Award finalist, 2018