There are two ways to read Andrew Ross Sorkin’s 1929, a new book on the stock market crash of that year. You can pop the popcorn and watch rich men twisting in the lies they tell themselves and others. Or you can read 1929 to match the stories Wall Street told itself then to those of today, a perversely fun project that Sorkin subtly leaves us to complete for ourselves. Both approaches are worthwhile. Neither will task your brain.That’s because Sorkin, one of America’s highest-profile financial ...