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ishasih 's review for:
The Piano Teacher
by Elfriede Jelinek
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i enjoyed – if 'enjoyed' even is the right word – reading this book which is as profane as it is profound. the relationship of Erica's with the world, with her mother, with her student, with herself is grotesque and moving, with such unique musicality attached to it that it was difficult to tear myself away from the pages.
the pages burn with sadomachochist repression and expression, passion investigated from its root upwards ('pati, or even perhaps πάσχω páskhō, πᾰ́θος pathos ... conjectures and guesses, feelings and sufferings mostly), but that is not all. it may be too limiting to call this book simply a psychological thriller or such. it is rather more, and complicated. it is hateful, angry, and unsettling - in a way that beauty so often is.
i enjoyed – if 'enjoyed' even is the right word – reading this book which is as profane as it is profound. the relationship of Erica's with the world, with her mother, with her student, with herself is grotesque and moving, with such unique musicality attached to it that it was difficult to tear myself away from the pages.
the pages burn with sadomachochist repression and expression, passion investigated from its root upwards ('pati, or even perhaps πάσχω páskhō, πᾰ́θος pathos ... conjectures and guesses, feelings and sufferings mostly), but that is not all. it may be too limiting to call this book simply a psychological thriller or such. it is rather more, and complicated. it is hateful, angry, and unsettling - in a way that beauty so often is.