E.'s review
Tropic of Cancer by Henry Miller
E.'s review
rating:
recommended for: Sophmores in college who recently finished "on the road" and want to really get wild
status: Read in November, 1999
rating:
recommended for: Sophmores in college who recently finished "on the road" and want to really get wild
status: Read in November, 1999
When I read this for the first time I thought the world was opening up and eating people.
I wanted to get drunk and go on a hooker spree, to move to Paris and generally debauch for the rest of my 20's....
Then I realized I kind of wanted to do all this anyways but with Miller's aid I could and even better I could disguise the whole thing as "literary."
I struggled through Capricorn, through The Books in My Life, through a number of Miller's personal letters and musings. I even made a pilgrimage to Big Sur.
Then I picked up Richard Brautigan or "Cannary Row" or something and I realized I could skip Paris. I could skip Europe entirely. I could just drink wine on a bench in my back yard, throw on an old Bill Broonzy CD and stare at the sun. I could even meet a nice girl and keep her around for a while. No need for crabs or lice or bed bugs at all. No sir, just soft northern california sunlight and grassy knolls.
That was it. The dirty big c...more
I wanted to get drunk and go on a hooker spree, to move to Paris and generally debauch for the rest of my 20's....
Then I realized I kind of wanted to do all this anyways but with Miller's aid I could and even better I could disguise the whole thing as "literary."
I struggled through Capricorn, through The Books in My Life, through a number of Miller's personal letters and musings. I even made a pilgrimage to Big Sur.
Then I picked up Richard Brautigan or "Cannary Row" or something and I realized I could skip Paris. I could skip Europe entirely. I could just drink wine on a bench in my back yard, throw on an old Bill Broonzy CD and stare at the sun. I could even meet a nice girl and keep her around for a while. No need for crabs or lice or bed bugs at all. No sir, just soft northern california sunlight and grassy knolls.
That was it. The dirty big c...more
