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I just finished reading L'arrache-coeur, by Boris Vian. I doubt I'm going to ruin it for anyone here, so here's a brief synopsis:
Clémentine gives birth to triplets (which she names Joel, Noel and Citroen) the day a stranger (named Jacquemort) comes to town. Jacquemort was born a few months ago, as a fully formed adult with no memories, so he goes around trying to psychoanalyze everyone and steal their experiences and emotions. Jacquemort meets La Gloire, an old man who has to take on the shame of the whole village--they throw rotten things in the river and La Gloire has to fetch them with his teeth. He gets paid in gold, but no one in town will accept his gold, so it's useless. What does the town have to be ashamed of? Well, for one thing, they sell their elderly at auction. And they crucify horses, and lots of other nasty stuff. Clémentine gets more and more obsessed with all the dangers that might befall her sons, so she doesn't let them leave the garden, but they find these blue slugs that give them the power of flight. At the end of the book, La Gloire dies and Jacquemort has to take his place, and Clémentine decides to build an iron room to keep her sons in, so that there's absolutely no chance they'll hurt themselves.
I'm really trying hard to make this come together in some kind of coherent way, but that's not working out for me right now.
Clémentine gives birth to triplets (which she names Joel, Noel and Citroen) the day a stranger (named Jacquemort) comes to town. Jacquemort was born a few months ago, as a fully formed adult with no memories, so he goes around trying to psychoanalyze everyone and steal their experiences and emotions. Jacquemort meets La Gloire, an old man who has to take on the shame of the whole village--they throw rotten things in the river and La Gloire has to fetch them with his teeth. He gets paid in gold, but no one in town will accept his gold, so it's useless. What does the town have to be ashamed of? Well, for one thing, they sell their elderly at auction. And they crucify horses, and lots of other nasty stuff. Clémentine gets more and more obsessed with all the dangers that might befall her sons, so she doesn't let them leave the garden, but they find these blue slugs that give them the power of flight. At the end of the book, La Gloire dies and Jacquemort has to take his place, and Clémentine decides to build an iron room to keep her sons in, so that there's absolutely no chance they'll hurt themselves.
I'm really trying hard to make this come together in some kind of coherent way, but that's not working out for me right now.
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I read the Wreckless Eric autobiography, "A Dysfunctional Success" this week. I've been recommending it to everyone. It's is all about mundanity of growing up in a lower middle class English family in the 60's - falling in love with rock n' roll, not quite fitting in, falling in love with booze - a series of awful jobs, learning to play guitar, playing in covers bands, playing in original bands, drinking more and more, moving up to London, seeing the Clash, more dismal jobs, getting signed to Stiff Records, not getting on with Elvis Costello, making fast friends with Ian Dury and Nick Lowe, getting increasingly drunk, not being backed entirely by Stiff (at one point being teamed against his will with the songwriting duo who would eventually write, "We built this city on Rock n' Roll") drinking himself out of a career, at one point working as a roadie for George Hamilton IV, unreliable cars, having a daughter and quiting drinking...the book stops in about 1983. It's extremely well written, funny, self depreciating...I think most of the folks on the board would really like it...I'm deliberately not going to post his thoughts on Elvis....they're the only part of the book that I thought came off as petty and not without a little bit of jealousy.
Everyone just needs to fuckin’ relax. Smoke more weed, the world is ending.
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After seeing a documentady on PBS about Langston Hughes I went to B&N and picked up Selected Poems of... He sure can paint a picture with words. If you are a neophyte to poetry Langston is your man.
For all of those fans of Hitchiker's Guide.... I understand they are making a movie of it.
For all of those fans of Hitchiker's Guide.... I understand they are making a movie of it.
It is better to keep your mouth closed and let people think that you are a fool than to open it and remove all doubt
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Are you saying that America ain't like that? What about To Kill A Mocking Bird is America really like that?I read a few reviews of that, so lack. English reviewers all seemed to say, "Look at what America is really like!" and American reviewers all seemed to say, "This is ridiculous, and the worst part is that other people are going to think that this is what America is really like!"
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Mood, I was just being flippant and intending to be facetious. Comparing novels to real life is the sort of shit that you get in book reviews and I'm sure that only journos (and the incredibly thick) with column inches to fill would really believe that a novel accurately portrays the whole of a country. VGL reminds me a bit of TKAMB, I did not mean anything deep and do not wish to start an argument, I'm just here to be 'ronic.
I've read about 100 pages and so far [/i]Vernon God Little is fucken brilliant and would recommend it to all. However I know that only Carl Hiaasen writes about what America is really like (doesn't he?).
I've read about 100 pages and so far [/i]Vernon God Little is fucken brilliant and would recommend it to all. However I know that only Carl Hiaasen writes about what America is really like (doesn't he?).
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Currently re-reading a great two volume biography of Winston Churchill by William Manchester. Takes you from his birth up to 1940. There was supposed to be a third volume but I believe Manchester got ill and wasn't able to finish it...very sad because what he did get in was amazing.
A lot of Christians wear crosses around their necks. Do you think when Jesus comes back he ever wants to see a fuckin' cross? It's kind of like going up to Jackie Onassis with a rifle pendant on.
Just finished The Narrows by Michael Connelly and Hidden Prey by John Sandford ; Connelly just about redeems himself after last years awful effort , Sandford is as excellent as ever. I'm now reading Ann Patchett's Truth and Beauty ; a stunning, absorbing and truly heart wrenching read.
see
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/ ... 20-4792149
see
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/ ... 20-4792149
I was reading Blindness by Saramago for a book club meeting but it got put off for a few weeks so I postponed finishing it until closer to the time . What I've read is hypnotic in its tone of continuous horror , helped by its punctuation free , stream of thought presentation. As always with a translation I find myself wishing I understood the original language , wondering how much the translation dilutes the writers original vision.I'm reading The Stone Raft by Jose Saramago
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Blue Chair and Mr. Foyle: have you read Saramago's All The Names? Also excellent. I was on a serious Saramago jag about a year ago and came to love his work. It made me think, also, that I need to learn Portuguese to fully appreciate it. But since I can barely handle English....
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Ooh, yes, What A Carve-Up! is excellent, though I hear it's called something boring like The Winshaw Legacy over here in the States.
Currently reading Maurice, by E.M. Forster. Very tasteful. So far, no gay sex at all (a few "embraces")--and it was still banned (or maybe just not published) until 1971!
Currently reading Maurice, by E.M. Forster. Very tasteful. So far, no gay sex at all (a few "embraces")--and it was still banned (or maybe just not published) until 1971!
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