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But then Bjorn Larsson did do just that with his most interesting although with a way too pro-pirate bent for my taste novel Long John Silver , a fictionalized autobiography of our bad hero supposedly written at the end of his long and adventurous life, where Larsson imagines not only the sequel to TI but also the prelude to it, featuring Captain Flint so often referred to in TI and explaining how the famous treasure ended up where it did and how and why the map got drawn and so on. In any case my not very original but firmly-held lifelong feeling about this book was confirmed by this reread: No doubt somewhat autobiographical, it describes the fight against hunger of a young penniless journalist-writer in the poverty-stricken northern Norwegian town of Christiana who is slowly starving to death for want of food.

His fight against the pangs of hunger and his whole relationship with life via the need for nourishment is described in a most effective factual and laconic way that carries all the more weight because of its understatement tone. Never before or since has the vital act of eating been explored in such a powerful, profound way. An enriching experience indeed. Fontaine was an extremely prolific writer of novels, short stories, poetry, articles, travel diaries, letters and just about everything else he wrote almost non-stop every day who only wrote his first novel at the ripe old age of fifty-nine, in Like all the rest of his oeuvre notably his celebrated five-volume travel journal Wanderings in Brandenburg , this novel, his last and most famous, analyses the mores and the mindset of the traditional aristocratically-minded Prussian society struggling, ultimately unsuccessfully, to maintain its status and moral standards in the face of the rise to pre-eminence of the more commercially-minded and dynamic and — oh horror — sometimes Jewish middle class.

In an elegant but straightforward way we follow the title heroine as she gets involved in an almost-inevitable adulterous relationship with a brilliant and attractive officer friend of the family and has to face the terrible consequences of her flouting of the rules of the established society in the essentially agriculture-oriented, traditional Prussia of her day.

Should a novel — or any other work of art for that matter — be judged on the strength and validity of its ideas and convictions? Should it be judged on the energy and vitality and drama and emotion that the author manages to provoke and portray and evoke? Of course, and on those scores this original, iconoclastic and undeniably powerful work rates very highly indeed. The narrator is a very cocksure cat, quite convinced of his superiority over all and sundry, notably over the University of Tokyo professor we are in or so whose house he shares. The weaker moments of the prestigious professor when being browbeaten by his wife or when engaging in foolish banter with his friends and colleagues are scornfully disparaged by the cat-narrator who of course perfectly understands human language and behaviour patterns throughout the book quite pitilessly.

This is an ingenious and extremely brilliant analysis, seen from the inside by an alert and informed but quasi-invisible bystander, of the workings of a Japanese society that had hoisted itself to world-class status in practically all spheres of endeavour notably industrial, military and scientific after over forty years of intense modernization and catching up on Western civilization.

With considerable profundity, with much subtle exploration of the Japanese psyche, with an extraordinarily effective and powerful ending, and with much humour too, I just cannot help considering this book as being one of the finest masterpieces of its time. How Botchan survives this experience and transmits his humanity and respect for knowledge to his pupils - and to the reader - just has to be read to be properly understood.

This little book is a sheer masterpiece, on an eternal and essential theme. The journey of a young boy all around Sweden on the back of a wild goose at the turn of the 20th Century, a modern classic justly famous throughout Scandinavia and elsewhere, celebrating the call of the far-off and the love of the land. Heart-warming and timeless, and not by any means only for young people. This edition presents for the first time the full saga, with all the bits that had previously been cut out of the foreign-language editions on the grounds that they were too literary for young people!

This very short novel is an intensely poetic evocation of the intellectual and moral atmosphere of Japan towards the end of the Meiji epoch after over 40 years of intense modernization and importation of Western techniques and methods into all spheres of public and private life. This novel has possibly lost something in translation - Kafu was a poet of the highest order - but not necessarily, as this French translation by Pierre Faure under the auspices of Unesco is practically a work of art in its own right.

A master-work of modern literature. This unequalled word-mastery, this gift of the gods, is never misused for its own sake in a show of lexical pyrotechnics, but systematically employed to slowly and patiently but effectively and irresistibly build, splendid page after splendid page and superb chapter after superb chapter, a literary monument of unparalleled force and beauty.

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This is a quite amazing literary tour de force - but is it more, much more than that? A number of things are clear. First and foremost, one cannot begin to have a chance to understand what is going on without an extensive critical apparatus with copious footnotes such as in this excellent edition designed for students.

Reading this extraordinary book is an unforgettable experience. Their encounters and discussions and intense relationships have an epic tonality that permeates the novel and creates an aura of significance that leaves the reader profoundly shaken and moved by the exceptional scope of this magnificently-written book with its vast themes of life and death and health and sexuality and passion and search for meaning.

Many of its scenes are particularly unforgettable: Settembrini are some of the most remarkable scenes that I have ever read. One is a different person after having read this magical book. Average Citizen with the state apparatus, written in but never completed and published posthumously in But can a book like this about the difficulty if not the impossibility of communication in the modern world ever be finished? Kafka opened up the whole field of absurdity and incommunicability in modern literature with this theme and with the detached mock-realist style of this seminal work.

All that glitters is not gold … This sparkling tale of the brilliant social life in the Long Island of the glittering Twenties makes good reading indeed for those non-socialites among us for whom the rich, handsome, elegant, cultured, and mysterious eponymous war- hero would be quite insupportable if he had turned out to really be all those American-dreamy good things with no redeeming awfulnesses to get him back down nearer to our lowly level. The story reads for the most part in its relaxed narrative way like a New Yorker story for sophisticated suburbanites which it just might have been at some point, but it somehow develops a deeper tone as it starts getting behind the surface shine and broadens its scope and widens its significance in a most effective and even moving way.

The author captures with his casual but sophisticated style the glamour and punch of a jazzy nouveau-riche age that indelibly marked the imagination of America and the world, making this short novel undoubtedly one of the most interesting and enduring American novels of the century. The narrator is an American journalist-writer based in Paris like Hemingway who had participated in the first World War on the Austro-Italian front like Hemingway , where he was wounded in a way most unfortunate for his future love-life unlike Hemingway, at least not physically. He spends most of his time in Paris wandering around the bars, brasseries, restaurants and nightspots where the Anglo-Saxon expatriate community then tended to congregate, where he constantly crosses paths with a former amour Lady Brett Ashley, an upper-class English sophisticate who lives on her wit and name, not to say her charms.

He meets up with her again in Pamplona where he has gone with two friends to participate in the festivities there, centred on the then-not-as-famous-as-it-is-now bull-run through the city streets and a climactic bullfight, magnificently described. For the first part of the book the narrator thus wanders around his favourite city, constantly meeting up with acquaintances with whom he shares conversations and drinks, and then moves along on his seemingly endless and possibly aimless search for And the atmosphere of that existential search is expressed in an original, systematic, exercise-de-style kind of way.

Does that not remind us of something? This consideration does tend to reinforce the interest of this important work, in my humble opinion. And copious is hardly an appropriate word for the quantities that get routinely consumed morning, noon and night. It is in any case impressive, bordering on the extravagant: In any case, this is a story about disenchantment, told in a turgid, abrupt, bare style that effectively evokes the sparse mental horizons of the participants and the existential angst of the narrator, a style particularly well suited to the straightforward tell-it-like-it-is American-way-of-being of the main protagonists.

It must have seemed strikingly original at the time. Sentences are very short. The narrator recounts in minute detail his most mundane activities. He gets out of bed and shaves. And while literary life in Paris of the s is an interesting subject, and women, wine and wondering about the meaning of life are important, there are nevertheless really significant things in life to be dealt with - such as bullfighting! That is the overriding theme of the last and very successful part of this novel. The mounting excitement in the air before the start of the fiesta, the religious processions which underline the higher significance of the event, the exhilaration, festivity and solidarity of the spectators, the solemnity of the occasion, the danger and blood and gore human and animal that are shed during various phases of the week-long ceremonial are tremendously well conveyed.

This striking novel is certainly a tour de force, written largely - as one eventually ends up realizing - from the viewpoint of a mentally retarded youth in the back-lands of the deep South, in a stream-of-consciousness mode that most effectively transcribes what one can very well imagine to be the thought processes of a deranged mind.

But does a spectacular technical display of great originality make for a great work of art? On the whole, I would say not. An extremely brilliant, and at times extremely funny, novel set in the frantic pleasure-seeking period immediately after the First World War, peopled with Bright Young Things dressed and behaving and thinking about things in general and partying in particular as never before.

The sex referred to in the title, which is part of the image we retain of those outlandish and daring times when it first became the over-riding public topic that it still is in our own times almost a century later, is certainly present but only in a smooth understatement kind of way as the party-going and satisfaction-seeking Bright Young Things a term first coined I do believe in this novel and which instantaneously entered the language to categorize the frenetic young socialites who came to symbolize the new spirit of that post-war age try to sort out their relationships and find their way in the world.

Above and beyond the fascinating subject matter of this outstanding book I appreciated especially the smooth, elegant, classy prose and dialogues of this very gifted writer. The narrator Bardamu gets sucked up in the enthusiasm of the early days of the First World War, gets rapidly disillusioned, unexpectedly survives a suicidal mission to which he has been casually assigned, deserts, escapes through southern France to Africa, hides in a jungle populated by the most terrifying insects I have ever read about, goes to New York where he scrounges around a while before getting a job in a gigantic car factory in Detroit, and manages to wend his way back to the most glaucous urban environment in the world, the Paris working-class suburbs of the early Depression days where he opens up shop as a doctor catering to the health needs of his not-very-attractive and hopelessly-penniless neighbours and clients - and we have now covered less than a third of this magnificent masterpiece, and the voyage referred to in the superbly expressive title can really begin.

Much more though than for its acerbic and everlastingly valid social comment, or for its brilliant portrayal of the hugely significant subjects broached wartime desertion, colonialism in Africa, factory life in America, the desolation of the 20th-century urban landscape , this book rises to the very highest heights above all on the strength of its extraordinarily innovative and powerful language.

This is a big, towering novel that left me stunned with its scope and ambition and above all the force of its magnificent prose. Set in the ancient numinous "suggesting the presence of a divinity" town of Glastonbury with its venerable ruins and aura of mystery and memories of pagan beliefs, Powys creates, in this story of conflict between the spiritual and the material the central figure is preparing a Passion Play as part of a plan to restore Glastonbury to its former position as one of the great spiritual centres of the world, while an industrial magnate plans for industrialization and modernization of the city , a timeless epic enfolding the distant and mysterious past - the Celts and pre-Celts, the Romans and the immemorial Grail of Glastonbury and its newer Christian significance - with the passions of the present and the portents of the future to build a work of cosmic proportions.

Powys is one of the greatest masters ever of the English language: A treat is in store for those who have not yet had the pleasure and excitement of reading this very special novel. I fortunately read this masterpiece in a really splendid translation into French by Claude Levy in a remarkable edition with extensive footnotes to explain the vast number of literary, historical and geographical references that are so important to properly appreciate the finesse and depth of the text.

No one should read this book in an edition that does not have a similarly elaborate set of explanatory critical notes - preferably as in this edition in the form of same-page footnotes because of their importance to a proper apprehension of this magnificent text. In Steel Storms , it required great courage on his part to publish this book in the Germany of Can be read and reread, the writing is magnificent in both the original text and the French translation with which I was already familiar - for example the remarkable opening paragraph is equally splendid in both languages.

Told in a straightforward, low-key, unflowery American kind of way, this tale of suffering and strife in the depression days in the dust bowl and in the orchards of California is an American classic that has magnificently passed the test of time. A particularly gifted writer - one of those who always seems to find exactly the right words to say what he or his characters want to express in the most harmonious and flowing way possible - on a huge and timeless theme: From a superb opening scene where Casanova surprises a group of servant girls spying on him through the keyhole of his hotel room, through to the sweeping and dramatic final encounter with a past but never-forgotten conquest, the novel unfolds in a series of conversation-encounters like an extended theatre play.

A parable of the struggle against the forces of destruction in all their forms, the strong moral and existential questioning that runs through the book is expressed with detachment, via brilliant dialogues and monologues, in a calm but impassioned manner that multiplies the effect and power of this grandiose work.