Keely's review
Death in Venice
by Thomas Mann
This review inspired me to read this. I don't know if I would have otherwise. I don't know when exactly I'll get to it, but it's on my radar screen. Thanks. :)
Well, it's a novella, so if you have an afternoon free, shouldn't be too hard to tackle. I'm also glad I could inspire someone to do something. It feels all warm and flattering.
Well, good then. I feel I have done my good deed for the day or something. I'll keep in mind that I can maybe read this sooner then.
PS- Chick on your Mists of Avalon review needs to calm down. I don't know what inspires a dramatic, verbose review if it's not that book.
Tell her that. =P
One can always use a little backup from someone with a bit of wit and an opinion.
She may have been joking, though.
Keely's review
Death in Venice by Thomas Mann
Keely's review
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bookshelves:
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fiction
A good book to be taught in tandem with Lolita, methinks. A literary achievement with the psychology of Tolstoy and a Greek commitment to the story itself. Of course, that is not the only thing about this book that is 'Greek'. A treatise on Death, Life, Sex, Desire, and Fear which is both enticing and terrifying, and for the self-same reason.
Here is the face of wretched animal man, teeth bared and cloudy desperation mocking the vision. However, as is so often the case in this text, the most succinct and powerful images and meanings are always reversed, for the sense that the raw and brutal emotion herein is become feral is mitigated by the fact that it is twisted back upon the self as only that gray, labyrinthine mass may so twist.
Eminently pleasing and disturbing, this battle between the barely-restrained Epicurean and the resignedly Absurdist meets the latter's comic fruition in the former's tragic inaccessibility.
Here is the face of wretched animal man, teeth bared and cloudy desperation mocking the vision. However, as is so often the case in this text, the most succinct and powerful images and meanings are always reversed, for the sense that the raw and brutal emotion herein is become feral is mitigated by the fact that it is twisted back upon the self as only that gray, labyrinthine mass may so twist.
Eminently pleasing and disturbing, this battle between the barely-restrained Epicurean and the resignedly Absurdist meets the latter's comic fruition in the former's tragic inaccessibility.
This review inspired me to read this. I don't know if I would have otherwise. I don't know when exactly I'll get to it, but it's on my radar screen. Thanks. :)
Well, it's a novella, so if you have an afternoon free, shouldn't be too hard to tackle. I'm also glad I could inspire someone to do something. It feels all warm and flattering.
Well, good then. I feel I have done my good deed for the day or something. I'll keep in mind that I can maybe read this sooner then.
PS- Chick on your Mists of Avalon review needs to calm down. I don't know what inspires a dramatic, verbose review if it's not that book.
Tell her that. =POne can always use a little backup from someone with a bit of wit and an opinion.
She may have been joking, though.