The Bathroom
First published in France in 1985, The Bathroom was Jean-Philippe Toussaint's debut novel, and it heralded a new generation of innovative French literature. In this playful and perplexing book, we meet a young Parisian researcher who lives inside his bathroom. As he sits in his tub meditating on existence (and refusing to tell us his name), the people around him—his girlfr...more
Hardcover, 128 pages
Published
October 1st 1991
by Marion Boyars Publishers
(first published 1985)
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Having realized that he prefers reading in the tub, the protagonist of Jean-Philippe Toussaint’s The Bathroom decides to take up residence there, because, after all, “the bathroom was where I felt best.” This is a typical setup for the Belgian author of eight short but deliciously enigmatic novels: Toussaint puts his protagonist in an absurd position and describes it as if there’s nothing absurd about it at all. The author himself has characterized his work as being focused on the “not-interesti...more
Apr 01, 2013
Kathy Cheung
rated it
5 of 5 stars
Recommends it for:
everyone who loves to ponder over life and death
There is a 27-year-old man who loves to stay in the bathtub and ponder over life for the whole afternoon every day. He does not have a mental problem, yet, he is a mere reflection of our anxiety in this 21st-century modern bustling world. He represents the helpless and desperate attitude towards life yet no one can resist such desperation.
He is not a loser, instead, he is somehow a thinker or a philosopher. One day, he took a book someone left in the cafe in Venice. The book was the English vers...more
He is not a loser, instead, he is somehow a thinker or a philosopher. One day, he took a book someone left in the cafe in Venice. The book was the English vers...more
When a book is called The Bathroom and its back cover blurb suggests that it's about 'a young Parisian researcher who lives inside his bathroom,' I think I'm right in feeling cheated and betrayed when the protagonist leaves the bathroom on page six, never to return. Well, I'm sure he returns for practical visits, of course, but he no longer domiciles there.
I was actually looking forward to a short novel about living in a bathroom for the simple reason that the idea sort of appeals to me. Imagin...more
I was actually looking forward to a short novel about living in a bathroom for the simple reason that the idea sort of appeals to me. Imagin...more
I bought this book expecting something funny. I, instead, found a story broken into numbered paragraphs about a gloomy Austrian who spends most of the book sitting around a hotel in Venice. The time is unclear, the exact reasons he heads to Italy are unclear and the exact nature of the relationship the narrator shares with Edmondsson (his wife) is also unclear. The story seems to be about peaceful meditation, albeit masquerading as a story about a depressive researcher searching for something (h...more
Feb 08, 2011
Eric
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4 of 5 stars
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review of another edition
Recommends it for:
Fans of Jean Cocteau, Luis Bunuel, and Kobo Abe
This brief, somewhat pointless, Absurdist novel has no plot to speak of, but it sure is a lot of fun. The narrator, who has all but completely moved into the bathroom of his Paris apartment, gets a mysterious invitation to a reception at the Austrian embassy. Meanwhile, his girlfriend, known to us only as Edmondsson, hires two unemployed Polish painters to paint the kitchen, but they seem more interested in preparing a meal from some octopi they picked up at Les Halles. So naturally our hero dec...more
It's about a twenty seven year old who sits in the bathtub, gets his kitchen repainted, has sex with his wife, play darts and travels around. Though these events make up the book I feel like that's not the real important part of this novel.
What's important about Tossaint's writing is that his narrators are always completely on the surface of things. They do a lot of things, but nothing really of their own accord; nothing sinks in.
But yeah, enjoyed reading the Bathroom. Liked it a little more th...more
What's important about Tossaint's writing is that his narrators are always completely on the surface of things. They do a lot of things, but nothing really of their own accord; nothing sinks in.
But yeah, enjoyed reading the Bathroom. Liked it a little more th...more
อยู่ดีๆ เขาก็พูดขึ้นว่า เขาไม่เคยตั้งใจจะเขาไปอยู่ในนั้น ไปใช้ชีวิตวันๆ อย่างเอื่อยเฉื่อยและสงบเสงี่ยมอยู่ในห้องน้ำเล็กๆ อยู่ในห้องเล็กๆ ในฝรั่งเศส กับคนรักของเขา เอ็ดมอนดฺสัน และบางวันกับศิลปินเชื้อสายโปล ชืออ่านยาก สามสี่คน ที่หิ้วปลาหมึกสักกระชังมานั่งกินกับเขาในบ้าน จนวันหนึ่ง เขาก็ได้รับจดหมายจากสถานทูตออสเตรีย เขาเอะใจว่าน่าจะมีอะไรผิดพลาด เพราะเขาไม่รู้จักใครที่นั่น แต่เขาก็เลิกคิดถึงมันไม่ได้ เขาเริ่มไม่แน่ใจว่าควรจะทำอย่างไร แล้วอยู่ดีๆ เขาก็เดินทางไปเวนิส
อยู่ดีๆ เขาก็ขึ้นรถไฟไปง่ายๆ ห...more
อยู่ดีๆ เขาก็ขึ้นรถไฟไปง่ายๆ ห...more
I read a description (somewhere) of Toussaint being something of a French Jarmusch and since then, I've had a difficult time trying to avoid imagining "Broken Flowers" era Bill Murray as the protagonist of each of Toussaint's novels - especially this one. He doesn't fit the character - who tells us he is twenty-seven going on twenty-nine - but it's really, really hard for me to escape this.
Contrary to some opinions, a lot happens in Toussaint's novels; most of the time, though, it's not typicall...more
Contrary to some opinions, a lot happens in Toussaint's novels; most of the time, though, it's not typicall...more
Toussaint's getting a lot of attention lately because Dalkey just reissued three of his novels. This was Toussaint's debut, in 1985, and it's a quick entertaining read about the desire toward inaction. I liked it more than I remember liking Toussaint's Television, which I remember thinking was kinda meh (though I might like it more now, having enjoyed The Bathroom a lot).
Incidentally, it took me less than two hours to read this book, but in that time two people looked hard at the cover (by Nicho...more
Incidentally, it took me less than two hours to read this book, but in that time two people looked hard at the cover (by Nicho...more
This small Toussaint novel engages the reader for reasons hard to explain. The narrator is something of a loser who sets forth a whole series of strange and sometimes quite humorous events in a flat, direct style. Moreover, an exact repetition of several lines (p. 16 & 131 in this edition), plus an entirely unbelievable event towards the end of the novel, in which the narrator embeds a dart in his girlfriend's forehead, raises the likelihood that the entire central section of the novel is re...more
Story about a weird, gloomy Austrian who spends most of his time either in the bathroom of his Paris apartment or in a decrepit Venice hotel. Nice premise, boring story. I laughed a few times and I get the subtle Jacques Tati-esque humor that attempts to play off the absurdities of modern life but, I wasn't feeling it. Toussaint's writing(or the translation of his writing) is so simple and plain that it becomes easily forgettable rather than the effectual interplay it attempts with the themes of...more
I gave up trying to appreciate this offering when the narrator throws a dart to a woman's face, and instead of there being some kind of consequence, there is none. The passage finally caused me to give in to a sarcastic feeling I had felt bubbling underneath for the entire duration of the book, a sense of the author trying to imitate a cool French existential nihilism in the style of Albert Camus. There is nothing about literature that I resent more than that feeling of being made to feel snide...more
The Bathroom is a literary amuse bouche - mysterious, light and airy. It arrives unexpectedly and is consumed in the blink of an eye, leaving a mild satiation and craving for more. Monsieur Toussaint combines the whimsy of Queneau with a Proustian indolence, albeit with much more brevity. An inconsequential and entertaining diversion.
This isn't the laugh-out-loud novel that the description suggests, but it is good for a few chuckles if you enjoy the oddity that is life. More accurately, it's the struggle with the very existence of all things and the fatality of all things and that crazy time between when someone is over-thinking, "What does it all mean?"
When I began to spend my afternoons in the bathroom, I had no intentions of moving into it; no, I would pass some pleasant hours there, meditating in the bathtub, sometimes dressed, othertimes naked.
12. Images without sounds are powerless to express horror. If the last few seconds of life of the ninety billion humans who have died since the earth was formed could be filmed and shown in succession in a movie theater, the spectacle would, I think, soon pall. If on the other hand the final osunds...more
12. Images without sounds are powerless to express horror. If the last few seconds of life of the ninety billion humans who have died since the earth was formed could be filmed and shown in succession in a movie theater, the spectacle would, I think, soon pall. If on the other hand the final osunds...more
Jean-Philippe Toussaint’s first novel is a good example of the quirky, whimsical, mostly-plot-free narrative he’s known for. I’m not especially blown away by Toussaint’s stories, so what is it about this guy? Well, I think you really read Toussaint for the unexpected laughs that he pulls out of you on a regular basis. And the books are so short, which, I’m sure, is key to this type of writing. Oh, and this novel has one shocking moment in it that’s unlike anything in later Toussaint books.
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a pretty fun book. A man wants to stay in his bathroom. There are some Polish artists painting his kitchen and trying to prep an octopus for dinner. Then the man moves to Venice and buys some underwear and tennis balls and hangs out and has slightly bound up sex in his room.
I think it's the point, but I wish there was something more pulling the story along than the ridiculously 'French' voice. I loved it, the voice is so immediate and fun, but didn't race through. Made me want to read Televisio...more
I think it's the point, but I wish there was something more pulling the story along than the ridiculously 'French' voice. I loved it, the voice is so immediate and fun, but didn't race through. Made me want to read Televisio...more
Please go over and read my full review here: http://bathtubreviews.wordpress.com/2...
Jan 06, 2011
Olivia
marked it as to-read
Nov 04, 2010
Andrew
marked it as to-read
Liked his short story in Best European Fiction 2010
Hey, it's French, it's experimental, it's funny and it had post-modern, bijou chapterettes - it's my thing man.
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Jean-Philippe Toussaint (born 29 November, 1957, Brussels) is a Belgian prose writer and filmmaker. His books have been translated into more than twenty languages and he has had his photographs displayed in Brussels and Japan. Toussaint won the Prix Médicis in 2005 for his novel Fuir. The 2006 book La mélancolie de Zidane (Paris: Minuit, 2006) is a lyrical essay on the headbutt administered by the...more
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