Journey to the End of the Night
Louis-Ferdinand Céline's revulsion and anger at what he considered the idiocy and hypocrisy of society explodes from nearly every page of this novel. Filled with slang and obscenities and written in raw, colloquial language, Journey to the E...more
Whoa. Just finished, processing, mulling, wondering…what do I say? How do you prepare someone? Should someone be prepared (I wasn’t)? Imagine the most depressing story you’ve ever read (and I’ve read ALL of McCarthy), narrated by the angriest of narrators (who may mellow, then again, maybe readers simply become hardened), describing circumstances that are necessarily ugly (war, colonial Africa) or merely simply ugly (contemporary culture, old people, young people, other people), but then told wi...more
For some reason when I saw this book sitting on my bookshelf last week I thought I'd give it another try. Why? I don't know exactly. I have lots of unread books, but I fe...more
The novel reads as the author’s travelogue through war-torn Europe, remote Africa, industrialized America, and post-war France. I have no idea how much of Journey to the End of Night is factual and how much is fiction, and I don’t care either way. At points Celine sound...more
At age thirty-two, Journey to the End of the Night set somewhat differently with me. Ferdinand Bardamu's...more
Ho impiegato due mesi per leggere uno dei più bei libri che mi sia mai capitato tra le mani. Una fatica enorme, sul serio. Ogni pagina è ricca di cinismo, le parole si rincorrono tra annichilimento e comicità come mai nessun altro autore ha osato fare. Blasfemo, provocante, immorale, sporco, depravato. Ma anche commovente e dolce, fino ad...more
Se avessi la certezza di riuscire a trasmettere a chi ora mi legge almeno un decimo, ma che dico, anche solo un centesimo di tutto ciò che Viaggio al termine della notte è stato capace di dare a me, mi riterrei soddisfatta. Purtroppo questa certezza non ce l’ho. Mica siamo tutti come Céline.
Céline… che scrittore! Dire che la sua capacità evocativa è fuori dal comune è un insulto. Di comune non ha proprio niente, è anni luce avanti rispe...more
Is it the most pessimistically scathing book ever written? I think so.
Through winter and night,
We look for our way
In a sky without light.
(Song of the Swiss Guards, 1793)
Everything gets taken the wrong way. I’ve been the cause of too much evil.
Just think of all the deaths, the hatreds around me… the treachery...the sewer it adds up to... the monsters…
Oh, you’ve got to be blind and deaf!
You’ll say: but it’s not "Journey"! It’s your crimes that are killing you, "Journey" has nothing to do with it. You yourself have been your ruin! Your Bagatelle...more
The tale recounts a young Frenchman’s life from 1914 to the mid-1930's, told by the man himself. More precisely, it’s an unsparing stripping down of the ordinary people he encounters. The book'...more
Bardamu, the main character, is simultaneously cynical and caring, kind and criminal. He contains the contradiction of cruelty and kindness present in real people. The book follows him as a soldier in World War I, a businessman in Africa, an assembly line worker in the U.S., and a doctor in the shitty suburbs of Paris, and the many mee...more
Anyways, "Joureny to the end of the night" is not a war novel, but still I consider it the ultimate war novel; thus far. What was said in the first hundred pages makes Catch-22 pale in comparison. Well written, funny, dark, pessimistic. Everything one person needs! I fuckin hate Catch-22 (see catch-22 review for full hatred...more
It took me over a month to read this, which is longer than usual. There was a good chunk of time where I could not seem to read more than two or three pages at a time, which is very unusual. Because of both of those factors—and because of the diverse adventures/milieus in the novel...more
Forse allora è il giorno giusto per parlare di Viaggio al termine della notte.
Cupo ma non buio, violento ma non cruento, cinico ma non compiaciuto, Bardamu si addentra nella notte prima in punta di piedi, quasi come un fantasma, trascinato nella vertigine della guerra (il richiamo a Ken Saro Wiwa nei capitoli iniziali è stato fortissimo e sconvolgente. Leggevo e mi dicevo: Saro Wiwa sicuramente ha letto Céline e ha voluto fare del suo Mene il Bardamu d'Africa!) fino a...more
What happened? Well, when I was walking around in Amsterdam many years ago, I heard a soprano voice singing above the clatter and clamour of traffic and people. A nice young girl was standing in front of what was then Australian Icecream on the corner of the Leidsestraat and another street, and as I happened to still be ca...more
The author-surrogate travels from Paris to the hellscape of the first world war to the dank oppressive heat of a colonial jungle, and the gleaming lonely crowds of New York and Detroit. The author has a keen eye for the ugliness and bitterness and loneliness of modern living, and takes his time to appreciate and lovingly describe each thing he hates.
This is a fascinating book. Christ, what...more
Car il le faudrait, mes amis, il le faudrait. Surtout vu que ma question n’a aucune connotation dédaigneuse et tout l’enthousiasme d’avoir découvert ce roman n...more
Journey to the End of the Night is one of the most difficult novels which I read in 2013, it really tests your patience.
The book begins from war...more
Diría que tendría que haber leído antes este libro, pero sería mentira. Si lo hubiese leído antes toda esa pesadumbre que destila sus páginas me hubi...more
Louis-Ferdinand Celine, pen name of Dr. Louis-Ferdinand Destouches, is best known for his works Voyage au bout de la nuit (Journey to the End of the Night), and Mort à crédit (Death on the Installment Plan). His highly innovative writing style using Parisian vernacular, vulgarities, and intentionally peppering ellipses throughout the text was used to evoke th...more