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S'està carregant… The Brothel in Rosenstrasse (1982 original; edició 1987)de Michael Moorcock
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Old Count von Bek remembers his sexual glory days in pre-1914 Mirenburg. He remembers Alexandra, his teenage lover and the brothel in Rosenstrasse where outrageous fantasies were realised. But all the while civil war closes in. Politics and military power soon destroy the exotic and erotic mirage. No s'han trobat descripcions de biblioteca. |
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Google Books — S'està carregant… GèneresClassificació Decimal de Dewey (DDC)823.914Literature English & Old English literatures English fiction Modern Period 1901-1999 1945-1999LCC (Clas. Bibl. Congrés EUA)ValoracióMitjana:
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The setting is Mirenburg, capital of the principality of Waldenstein at the close of the 19th century, and the story is structured as a memoir being written by the dilletante black-sheep younger-son aristocratic protagonist. Occasionally--and invariably mid-paragraph with no overt signals of the change of register--Rickhardt von Bek interjects his present circumstances of decrepitude and impending death. Thus he juxtaposes his much later physical mortality with the demise of his youthful dreams acted out in the Mirenburg reminiscences.
The novel has some admirable metaficitonal positioning, with references to Huysmans and Salammbo, among others. Von Bek is supposed to have been the successful author of a prior memoir The 100 Day Siege: A Personal Record of the Last Months of Mirenburg, but that was superficial journalism for the reading public, while his real personal concerns are only written out in this deathbed manuscript. The whole thing is divided into three very long chapters, with the rambling narrative voice providing few natural stopping-places within them. I enjoyed it a great deal, and I recommend it to seekers of literary decadence.