Jackie's review
Journey to the End of the Night (New Directions Paperbook) by Louis-Ferdinand Céline
I had to give up halfway through.
This isn't the experience I had with Burroughs where the material was too intense (in a good great FANTASTIC way) for me to fully absorb at the time I endeavored it.
This was nails-on-a-chalkboard bad. Celine just bored me to freaking tears.
I wanted some intense, coarse maniac and I got a boring, degenerate Frenchman humming around the world lazily (as if that were even possible).
This isn't the experience I had with Burroughs where the material was too intense (in a good great FANTASTIC way) for me to fully absorb at the time I endeavored it.
This was nails-on-a-chalkboard bad. Celine just bored me to freaking tears.
I wanted some intense, coarse maniac and I got a boring, degenerate Frenchman humming around the world lazily (as if that were even possible).
