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S'està carregant… El Bosc de la nit (1936)de Djuna Barnes
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» 23 més 20th Century Literature (299) Female Author (232) Female Protagonist (295) 1,001 BYMRBYD Concensus (248) 1930s (49) Short and Sweet (221) My TBR (151) No hi ha cap discussió a Converses sobre aquesta obra. París, 1927. En un ambiente que fluctúa entre la aristocracia, la bohemia y el mundo del circo, se encarna el enigma esencial de la condición humana en la figura de la joven Robin Vote, fascinada por la atracción del abismo, y en las tres personas que se disputan su amor: el falso barón judío vienés Felix Volkbein, la leal Nora Flood y la ávida Jenny Petherbridge. Testigo de la historia, y confidente de Felix y Nora, el extravagante doctor Matthew O’Connor. Incapaz de encontrar editor para la versión inicial y más explícita de El bosque de la noche, Djuna Barnes accedió a que su amiga Emily Coleman y su editor, T. S. Eliot, cortaran fragmentos —desde una palabra hasta pasajes de tres páginas— para dar con la versión «publicable» que vio la luz en 1936. La especialista Cheryl J. Plumb ha estudiado y publicado la novela restituyendo el material eliminado y la redacción y puntuación original, ofreciendo al lector en español por vez primera la versión íntegra de este gran clásico del siglo XX. Much of the language of Nightwood is impenetrable burl, root to branch, which curls around the subject in hints and suggestions but rarely points. Aside from the occasional thorns. We enter and perhaps exit a labyrinth of obsessions often erotic and all unsatisfied and leave the characters self-crucified there. Other than as a feeble ploy to keep plugging a book in the hope of raising sales, it is no use saying that a book should not be forgotten, that it should be a modern classics. Some books are justly "the preserve of academics and students" (Introd. Winterson, p. ix). have just read the sensationalist trash which is "Nightwood" - all perverts, all ranting, melodramatic: "The Sex God forgot" - self-pity. This was like a surrealist film on paper. It was such a weird experience and I lost so many trains of thought. Very dream-like in the vague confusing way. Pages and pages of dramatic monologues that take up only minutes plot-wise and then fast snaps jumping years into the future in a sentence.
...the real achievement–and where I found most of my enjoyment–is in Barnes’ phenomenal and inimitable use of language. While reading Nightwood, I thought often of Slate critic Meghan O’Rourke’s line in her case for difficult books: “Reviewers sometimes don’t tell readers what to expect or explain that a book’s primary pleasure is linguistic rather than narrative…” What I loved about Nightwood–what really had me inking up the margins–was Barnes’ powerful ideas and unusual word combinations. ...the wonder of Nightwood is not only stylistic. It lies in the range and depth of feeling the words convey. There is irony here and humor, too, but in the end, the novel is a hymn to the dispossessed, the misbegotten and those who love too much. At one time or another, I suspect that those adjectives describe most of us. Nightwood is itself. It is its own created world, exotic and strange, and reading it is like drinking wine with a pearl dissolving in the glass. You have taken in more than you know, and it will go on doing its work. From now on, a part of you is pearl-lined. Few authors have achieved so much celebrity with one novel as the elegant, exotic Djuna Barnes, without whom no account of Greenwich Village in the teens, or the Left Bank in the 1920's, is complete. That one novel was "Nightwood." Overwritten and self-indulgent, it carries off its flaws with splendid nonchalance. Pertany a aquestes col·leccions editorialsBiblioteca [Adelphi] (133) Bibliothek Suhrkamp (293) suhrkamp taschenbuch (1904) Contingut aAbreujat a
Nightwood, Djuna Barnes' strange and sinuous tour de force, "belongs to that small class of books that somehow reflect a time or an epoch" (Times Literary Supplement). That time is the period between the two World Wars, and Barnes' novel unfolds in the decadent shadows of Europe's great cities, Paris, Berlin, and Vienna—a world in which the boundaries of class, religion, and sexuality are bold but surprisingly porous. The outsized characters who inhabit this world are some of the most memorable in all of fiction—there is Guido Volkbein, the Wandering Jew and son of a self-proclaimed baron; Robin Vote, the American expatriate who marries him and then engages in a series of affairs, first with Nora Flood and then with Jenny Petherbridge, driving all of her lovers to distraction with her passion for wandering alone in the night; and there is Dr. Matthew-Mighty-Grain-of-Salt-Dante-O'Connor, a transvestite and ostensible gynecologist, whose digressive speeches brim with fury, keen insights, and surprising allusions. Barnes' depiction of these characters and their relationships (Nora says, "A man is another persona woman is yourself, caught as you turn in panic; on her mouth you kiss your own") has made the novel a landmark of feminist and lesbian literature. Most striking of all is Barnes' unparalleled stylistic innovation, which led T. S. Eliot to proclaim the book "so good a novel that only sensibilities trained on poetry can wholly appreciate it." Now with a new preface by Jeanette Winterson, Nightwood still crackles with the same electric charge it had on its first publication in 1936. No s'han trobat descripcions de biblioteca. |
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