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3.35 AVERAGE
3.35 AVERAGE
Livro escrito unicamente para suprir os preconceitos e ideias doentias de um velhaco, bem que poderia não ter passado de rascunho. Francamente tenho pena dos eucaliptos que foram desperdiçados para imprimir isso daqui
Uelbek piše roman u prvom licu, i za naratora/glavnog junaka uzima sredovečnog i izgubljenog čoveka u kontekstu 21.veka. Florens Klod je na poslovnom planu uspešan, živi u 'buržujskom' delu Pariza sa devojkom Juzu i naizgled vodi jedan poželjan i dragocen život. Međutim, kako se na početku romana naslućuje, on pati od depresije i počinje sa terapijom lekom kaptoriks koji povišava nivo serotonina ali ubija libido (načelno testosteron). Kao i u njegovom romanu 'Karta i teritorija', mnogo mi se dopada Uelbekova proza, način na koji on dočarava društveni i kulturni svet Francuske, 'buržujstvo' njegovih junaka, a opet nekakvo moralno siromaštvo, meni je lično interesantno i privlačno. Međutim, na pola ovog romana sam samo želela da se završi. Mnogo se tu pričalo o poljoprivredi, Normandiji i proizvodnji sireva, što mene zaista nije zanimalo. Nekako mi se čini da je u jednom momentu baš skrenuo sa nekakve linije pripovedanja i izgubio pravac, samim tim i moju pažnju, pred kraj romana, vratio se, i uživala sam. Kraj je, simpatično, ostavljen svakom čitaocu ponaosob za interpretaciju ne završava se nekim konkretnim 'činom' ili događajem. Roman govori o depresiji, nekakvoj psihozi i opsednutosti prošlošću i vraćanju istoj. Sveukupno je to neka trojčica. Dobar roman, ali ne nužno neophodan.
Short summary of this brilliant book: do not read it if you are depresses, unsatisfied with your life and you are feeling that the whole world is against you.
That line about Proust bopping to Rihanna kinda sums up the degeneration of French delicacy in it's literature. Of course the country has historically produced filth like De Sade and Sartre, but I think it's fair to say there's always been - at least in the imagination of the English speaking world - an Platonic ideal of the refined French culture. The culture of Proust, Chopin and Monet. Or better yet, a culture where all its women look like Coco Channel and Colette, and it's buildings Chartres.
Now it's nationally recognized author is Michel Houllebecq. Certainly not exoterically a man of debonair class to say the least. More a living an embodiment of the coomer meme.
Regardless, you can see his French sensibilities seeping through by the end here. Even when he's describing a protagonist in the depths of despair and alienation, he has to insert a cultured discussion of Mann's Magic Mountain and Proust and Arthur Conan Doyle. His French particularism - which all frenchmen share - expressed in appreciation of high culture creeps it's way gradually through this novel.
It's the perfect account of a decline of a civilization. Sure it doesn't have the visceral intensity of Cao Zhi's description of Luoyang after the fall of the Qin Dynasty. But it matches that and other tales in its brutal honesty.
Houllebecq really is a prophet for the state of Europe. He should be cherished (even if he looks extremely smelly and unsafe to leave around children).
Now it's nationally recognized author is Michel Houllebecq. Certainly not exoterically a man of debonair class to say the least. More a living an embodiment of the coomer meme.
Regardless, you can see his French sensibilities seeping through by the end here. Even when he's describing a protagonist in the depths of despair and alienation, he has to insert a cultured discussion of Mann's Magic Mountain and Proust and Arthur Conan Doyle. His French particularism - which all frenchmen share - expressed in appreciation of high culture creeps it's way gradually through this novel.
It's the perfect account of a decline of a civilization. Sure it doesn't have the visceral intensity of Cao Zhi's description of Luoyang after the fall of the Qin Dynasty. But it matches that and other tales in its brutal honesty.
Houllebecq really is a prophet for the state of Europe. He should be cherished (even if he looks extremely smelly and unsafe to leave around children).
This book is incredible, repulsive, offensive, heart breaking and painfully truthful about alienation.
dark
emotional
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
Houellebecq doesn't manage anymore to blow me off my socks like almost 20 years ago when I was 19 and first read 'les particules élémentaires'. Many of his provocative ideas I don't take very serious or simply disagree with. Still this is a good and topical nove. But mostly it was very amusing - even if the main theme, loneliness, is sad.
adventurous
challenging
dark
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
No
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
reflective
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
Complicated
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
Brilliant book as usual. Probably a bit too much sex for my taste. Very thought-provoking.
Content Warnings
Graphic: Sexual content