Infinity: The Story of a Moment

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We are also given glimpses of Povone's heartbreaking marriage, not to mention the often skewed but solid friendship between Massimo and Pavone himself. For all of Pavone's braggadocio there is a sense of fragility within him: Above all, delight is to be found in Josipovici's ventriloquism: He is not a genius.

A postman", the role of the infinite artist begins to make perfect sense. The realisation that Pavone is merely Giacinto Scelsi's "go-between" serves to galvanise the true genius at play in this mysterious and brilliant novel. Order by newest oldest recommendations. Thanos grabs the Hulk by the wrists to show his strength and proceeds to deliver punches and body slams the Hulk has never faced. It was more than just a show of brute strength: Thanos methodically takes out the one Avenger who can match him in strength to such a degree that Bruce Banner can no longer transform into the Hulk to help with future fights.

For the first time ever, the Hulk is scared to come out. The only thing more surprising than the Red Skull appearing on the planet Vormir as the guardian of the Soul Stone is the price the former Captain America foe says Thanos will have to pay to acquire the addition to his gauntlet.

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Thanos must first sacrifice that which he loves the most. His adoptive daughter and Guardian of the Galaxy member Gamora, who led Thanos to the hidden Soul Stone after he threatened to kill her sister if she didn't, is elated. She thinks he'll never succeed because she's convinced he is all destruction and death and loves no one. But a tear runs down Thanos' cheek as he throws Gamora off a mountain, watching his daughter plunge to her death. In that moment, it is revealed Thanos loves Gamora more than anything. It's a surprisingly sentimental moment that we don't expect from the MCU's ultimate villain.

Having lived through two wars and their aftermath, having loved and being abandoned by his wife, the gentleman does not really have a huge respect for the human race. His worldview is tellingly and marvellously bleak: When you look back at the history of the world what you see in the history of sheep. Of madmen leading sheep and sheep following the madmen.

Europe was a cesspit in those years and the stink is not totally disappeared. In Italy at any rate they still long for a strong man to lead them, a man with an iron chin. We have not seen the end of it. When I go to Hungary and Romania to hear my music played I hear about the monstrousness of the gypsies. When I go to Poland I hear about the treachery of Jews. There is no end to it Massimo, not end to it. The novel is written in And it is shocking how ominous those words sound today after just a few years. Or maybe it was always like that and it just resurfaced recently.

The education would not change much. But not all the music.

It is the purity of sound. Each sound i heard had taken a lifetime to produce; each sound is a world, an infinite world, Massimo. It is like a huge cavern which take a lifetime to explore and yet which is over in no time at all, it is almost as if you could say that it does not exist in time at all. It is the act of creation. I believe, anyone who was on this edge at least once, would recognise this feeling of impossibility and, at the same time, inevitability of something overwhelmingly bigger than oneself.

But not everyone would be able to articulate it so beautifully: It is an extraordinary sensation, a compressing into a moment of everything that has ever been and ever will be. The Story of a moment. Ilse Beautiful, heartfelt and tempting review, Katia, now having read your three wonderful reviews on Josipovici I hope I can read him soon too. The protag Beautiful, heartfelt and tempting review, Katia, now having read your three wonderful reviews on Josipovici I hope I can read him soon too. The protagonist's vision on human nature might be bleak but sounds insightful and the quotes you picked spoke to me, that one on the infinity of the moment and music is brilliant.

On the words sounding so ominous in these times, I think that sadly enough you put it astutely: Katia N Ilse wrote: The protagonist's vision on human nature might be bleak b I would certainly recommend this one and Josipovici in general. He has got this light touch in his writing which I rarely notice in the modern writers. His novels are short and elegant. I could see he enjoyed writing them.

And it somehow transfers into the pleasure of reading them. I plan to read more of him. Since I wrote the review, I've listened to some of Scelsi's pieces on youtube. Very unusual music and interesting experience. I certainly have more traditional taste in music. But after reading this novel, the pieces obtain the meaning for me.

Look forward to hearing your opinion about a book by him you would pick up.

Jun 09, Eddie Watkins rated it liked it Shelves: Though I breezed through this with delight, and was fascinated and inspired and entertained by the story told, I still remain suspicious of books such as this that perhaps rely too much on real-life figures to provide content.

This is the story of Giacinto Scelsi an actual, though now deceased Italian avant-garde composer as told by his somewhat clueless manservant during a single-sitting interview with an unnamed person. Scelsi, or Pavone as he is named in the novel, is a Sicilian aristocrat Though I breezed through this with delight, and was fascinated and inspired and entertained by the story told, I still remain suspicious of books such as this that perhaps rely too much on real-life figures to provide content.

Scelsi, or Pavone as he is named in the novel, is a Sicilian aristocrat who as far as he is concerned has rediscovered the profound roots of music, or more accurately of sound. His theories as parroted by his manservant can sound egomaniacal and crackpot, and there is a keen edge of comedy in their elucidation by a man who has no idea what they mean, but they are also profound and transformative, at least potentially, and Pavone's monomaniacal dedication to them through decades of obscurity and misunderstanding is nothing short of inspirational.

I went into this with some knowledge of Scelsi and his music, and even harbored a budding fascination with what I knew of his theories, or rather claims, so in many ways I think I might've been the ideal reader of Josipovici's novel. But what of people who are thoroughly familiar with Scelsi?

Will this book tell them anything they don't already know? And what of people who have never heard of him?