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Molloy, Malone Dies, The Unnamable

4.28 of 5 stars 4.28  ·  rating details  ·  5,940 ratings  ·  271 reviews
The first novel of Samuel Beckett's mordant and exhilirating midcentury trilogy intoduces us to Molloy, who has been mysteriously incarcerated, and who subsequently escapes to go discover the whereabouts of his mother. In the latter part of this curious masterwork, a certain Jacques Moran is deputized by anonymous authorities to search for the aforementioned Molloy. In the ...more
Hardcover, 520 pages
Published September 16th 1997 by Everyman's Library (first published 1958)
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Rakhi Dalal
Sep 13, 2013 Rakhi Dalal rated it 5 of 5 stars
Recommends it for: Those interested in Absurdism

Reading Beckett is not easy, since on the surface he seems to be talking of that which is rationally non existent, which doesn’t exist anywhere but perhaps in the subconscious of a mind; a mind which is set on the path of self exploration. An exploration, which is not merely to find a place, a balance with the world but rather to understand why is it that nothing makes sense or rather why “nothing” makes “perfect sense”. Can one live with this perception of nothingness and senselessness while st
K.D. Absolutely
I read all the three novels and I have a copy of this book. So, I might as well add it as a read book and add a point in my Goodreads' 2014 Reading Challenge.

I liked all the three novels. Reading Beckett is totally like a different experience. I have been reading a lot and a couple of weeks back my eyes would just cry for not reason at all. The doctor and my wife both said that I am abusing my eyes by working (I am a workaholic) and reading (I am a bookaholic). So my eyes are oftentimes dry and
Dec 02, 2007 Natalie rated it 5 of 5 stars
Recommends it for: certain people, in particular moods
Beckett definitely gets 5 stars from me, but he's not for everyone. Nor is he for every mood - this book sat on my shelf for years before I found myself in the right place to give it a read. But once I began Molloy and realized I was feeling it, it shot to the top of my "most brilliant and personally influential reads" list. I actually cried when I was reading it because I thought it was so great, and I think about it pretty much every day. Yes, i am a huge dork. I don't think I'm as cynical or ...more
Mind-bending, breathless prose unlike anything else. Beckett's fascinating, disturbing, exhausting and droll depiction of consciousness—stripped of all outside contact and reference points by the time we stumble, benumbed, into The Unnamable—will definitely not appeal to everyone, but I found it hypnotic; even the third book, which friends (fans of the first two) had said was unreadable, drew me in with its relentless hyper-babble and I can't go on, I'll go on iterations.

There's plenty of loopin
David M
I once recommended Molloy to a boyfriend by saying it was one of the funniest books I'd ever read. I gave him my copy of the trilogy, and he made it about thirty pages.

-I really don't see what's supposed to be funny, he said.
-Well, I actually underlined the lines that made me laugh, I said
-Is that what that is? I had no idea...

My ex was an intelligent person; he had a vast knowledge of art history and fairly broad taste in books, but I fear he was hopelessly in love with beauty, health, youth.
Marc Kozak
Getting through this loosely-related trilogy of short novels was one of the hardest reading experiences I've ever had, and I'm not exactly sure if I enjoyed it, or even knew what Beckett was getting at half the time.

My interest level throughout was all over the place, as the below graphic demonstrates:

Reading this was similar to reading Proust -- I had to be absolutely ON while reading, or I'd lose the train of thought, and have to re-read paragraphs. And when there are literally 80+ page segme
The human Self is not an unvarying thing, not a single unity. It is a synthetic whole, a synthesis synthesizing itself from disjoint elements of perception, body, state of mind, self-consciousness. The synthesis is effected by the continuity of memory and action, by transcendental apperception of self, by one’s conscious idea of oneself, by reification in the gaze of the Other, and by a unifying conceptual framework, both one’s own and that of the social whole. In his trilogy, Beckett examines t ...more
Sep 22, 2011 Emily is currently reading it  ·  review of another edition
On Molloy

Wow, what happened to the past two weeks? The last thing I remember it was two Sundays ago and I was thinking to myself, "Huh, the next few days will be pretty bus—" and the next thing I knew I was waking up in a ditch by the metaphorical tracks while a bullet train composed of book signings, broken computers, early-morning and late-evening meetings, social calls and looming deadlines, raced past my throbbing head. In the far distance, receding all the time, I could just make out the ti
Stephen P
This book is bigger than me. I still plan on devoting a week to going back over it and give it my best shot at doing it some justice. A seance invoking the spirit of Beckett is not out of the question.
Beckett writes from the edge. The voices (and they seem more like voices then characters) that narrate these books are those of wretches occupying some dying twilight world of their own dwindling consciousness, faced with their own immanent dissolution. They are literally just on this side of aphasia and death. The prose in each of these is singular. You could recognize one of Beckett's sentences in a heartbeat. There is, to my knowledge, just no one else who writes like this, or who would want ...more
Each of these novels deserves its own review but there are two highly-distracting birds flying back and forth around the Columbus airport right now, and anyway the plain fact is that Beckett's human or post-human or pre-human comedy wants to be read as a single, prolonged descent. Except that the terminal station was reached with Watt, a book that pushes its audience's tolerance far further than these three. So why the pullback? Why return to Purgatory, as if Beatrice and the flower-drain of cir ...more
Sentimental Surrealist
Language is a real son of a bitch. On the one hand, it's an essential part of human communication, the most common way we use to get our emotions and experiences across. Yes, there's much to be said for a visual approach, but even paintings and sculptures can be boiled down to words: in fact, there are plenty among us who dislike pieces of visual art because they don't appear to convey anything that can't also be conveyed by words. In fact, language (along, of course, with technology, but some c ...more
Mar 13, 2013 Phillip rated it 5 of 5 stars
Recommends it for: mad geniuses with lower back trauma
Recommended to Phillip by: some prick
(actually, i'm not reading it, but re-reading it) This trilogy is really the heart of Beckett's writing. Nearly everything he ever wrote is coded in these three novels. You can see the seeds of all the plays and the short prose in here - but in this case, it's expressed in a longer narrative, where he takes his time playing and cloying with the ideas of narrative, tearing those ideas apart as he goes along. I think this is his greatest achievement, and I'm a huge fan of the plays and the other w ...more
I read this alongside an audio version, which greatly enhanced many aspects of the work.

“The fact would seem to be, if in my situation one may speak of facts, not only that I shall have to speak of things of which I cannot speak, but also, which is even more interesting, but also that I, which is if possible even more interesting, that I shall have to, I forget, no matter. And at the same time I am obliged to speak. I shall never be silent. Never” (Unnamable, 331-332)

Life, movement, and inquiry
the reason all the philosophers/ academics are obsessed with beckett is because he perfectly describes their pathetic, obsessive, plotless existence. this was the most boring set of novels i have ever read in my life. i hate novels about people's thoughts, this was 100 times worse. i tried so fucking hard to finish the unnamable but felt like pinning my tongue to a light fixture and hanging myself would have been a better idea.


in other words, beckett did too good of a job with his stories
In his trilogy, Molloy, Malone Dies, The Unnamable, Samuel Beckett explores the frailty of existence.

Samuel Beckett

In the first novel, the unreliable narrator recounts his decline but through the monologue, the reader learns not so much his past as declining state of mind. From his phrases and sentences, we realize how far he has departed from reality and how little we can trust his words. And even Molloy couldn't trust his recollection of events and his perception of world. In the second part
Jason Carlin
I put my hand in my pocket. There's a piece of paper in there. I fiddle it for a second, questioning whether to take it out. Eventually I do. At the top, in black writing, are the words REASONS TO NOT DESPAIR OF BEING IRISH. I've done this before, quite a while ago. A horrible lack of material there. No harm. It makes it the more sweet when an addition is made. I write, right under Wilde, with a pen taken from the pocket opposite the one in which the paper was, Beckett. I replace the letter and ...more
Samuel Beckett's writing hints at a growing storm cloud, at a force that builds up underneath the surface. What starts out as word play quickly erupts into a bastardizing of the English language. And like a storm cloud, his writing carries with it an ominous quality. What Beckett does so well is present a nightmare vision of what it means to be alive, with all the mundane consequences that accompany it. His characters exude strong pathos that allows us to sense the nightmare they are borne into. ...more
Like getting drunk on words in a vacuum.
the gift
well. i read it: long 2 flights, airport time between, only made it seem longer. i wanted to like it, blurbs on the copy sounded promising, i have enjoyed his plays, i was ready to do without the usual furnishings of fiction, you know, plot, character, place. maybe i am just not ready to find the humor said to be embedded in the long, long, long, pointlessness of these books. one laugh, after he discards the chewing stones… this is not enough to enjoy it. i tried to like it, but since then i hav ...more
These go swiftly downhill. Molloy is by far the best, and I would actually recommend it. It's consistently funny and entertainingly weird. Malone Dies becomes tedious, but still has some wit about it. The Unnamable (I recognize this is by now a very old pun) is nigh unreadable. It drones on, repeating the same thoughts in pretty much the same words, for so long that you start to consider dropping whatever class you're reading it for (if it's not for class, you don't get that far in before you st ...more
Apr 28, 2008 Libby rated it 4 of 5 stars
Recommends it for: People who lurve Beckett
Recipe for this book:

1 x "Play," peeled and separated
1 x "Waiting for Godot," optimism removed
1 x "Endgame," Separate Nell and Nagg from Hamm and Clov
1 x "Happy Days," stripped of humanist overtones
1 x "Krapp's Last Tape," tape replaced by pencli
1 x "Rough for Theatre I"
1 x "Not I," interrogator removed
~5 x new miserable characters

Malloy: Blend 1/2 "Rough for Theatre," Nell and Nagg from Endgame," "Happy Days," and "Waiting for Godot." Set aside.

Malone Dies: Whip "Kra
Mar 01, 2008 Erica rated it 5 of 5 stars
Recommends it for: anyone
Recommended to Erica by: andrew
This is a very hard book to write a review of.... basically a life-changing group of novels exploring death, life, hope, absence, failure, oh so many things are discussed in these novels which come highly recommended to you by someone who is NOT a fan of Beckett's plays. (I'm going to read more of his fiction, though!) Either you'll love it or you won't and if you don't you are no longer invited to my birthday party.
Crazy. There's really nothing else like this. Just read the first section of Molloy in one uninterrupted sitting if it is possible.
Erik Evenson
I have no idea how to write a little blurb for these three books (Molloy, Malone Dies, and The Unnamable). I can’t comment on the plots of any of the three because there really aren’t any. I can’t really comment on the characters either, as they tend to become the same person in some shape or form. And, come to think of it, I can’t comment on anything about the stories as novels at all, because, frankly, I really don’t know what I read on the page. So, what did I think of these books? Brilliant. ...more
-molloy was my favorite, then malone dies, then the unnamable.
-molloy and malone dies "plots" were somewhat coherent, but not really coherent. hey look at that beckett sentence, maybe. idk. The unnamable lacks completely lacks any semblance of a plot.
-all 3 books features bros whose physical body was failing on them. molloy was able to ride a bike w/ one leg in the beginning and by the end he was crawling. malone couldnt leave his bed. the unnamable i think was just a pile of body or something o
In these novels, there is little or no dialogue. Malone Dies is a sombre soliloquy in which one or two shadowy characters appear; and in the other two the page is unbroken except for an occasional questionnaire. Place and time are of no importance; towns have peculiar names like "Bally" or "Hole"; the past is murkily remembered, the present non-existent, family ties are few and far between. All the characters are deformed or hideous and move in a terrifying atmosphere of rejection, abandonment a ...more
I really am not capable of doing this book anything like justice. Read it if you consider yourself at all a reader.

Beckett provides fuel for an academic industry, much of it completely over my head, but I did see one review that struck a chord with me where the reviewer tried to answer why she reads Beckett. There was some grand stuff about his words soaking into you, and that's why I would recommend the trilogy to anyone who enjoys the activity and texture of reading. It left me quite pensive,
First sentence: "I am in my mother's room."

P. 99: "That we thought of ourselves as members of a vast organization was doubtless also due to the all too human feeling that trouble shared, or is it sorrow, is trouble something, I forget the word."

Last sentence: "... I'm waiting for me there, no, there you don't wait, you don't listen, I don't know, perhaps it's a dream, all a dream, that would suprise me, I'll wake, in the silence, and never sleep again, it will be I, or dream, dream again dream o
While most people are familiar with "Waiting for Godot," the play that made him famous, few have braved Beckett's prose writing. Dense and dreamlike only scratch the surface, having been influenced heavily by Joyce and Proust, Beckett sets out to destroy every convention and form of thought available to language, so that we are left with plotless, settingless, and even characterless stories that nonetheless explore the despair and consciousness of what it means to be alive. Not for the casual re ...more
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Samuel Barclay Beckett was an Irish avant-garde novelist, playwright, theatre director, and poet, who lived in France for most of his adult life. He wrote in both English and French. His work offers a bleak, tragicomic outlook on human nature, often coupled with black comedy and gallows humour.

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“The fact would seem to be, if in my situation one may speak of facts, not only that I shall have to speak of things of which I cannot speak, but also, which is even more interesting, but also that I, which is if possible even more interesting, that I shall have to, I forget, no matter. And at the same time I am obliged to speak. I shall never be silent. Never. ” 31 likes
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