The burgraves were medieval princes who inhabited the fortified castles of the Rhine and ranked second only to kings. They mostly led a lawless life, harrying the country and stopping at no crime. Through four generations of burgraves evil and corruption are shown driving out the rough ideas of honor which had hitherto existed side by side with ferocity. The complete failure of this play when produced on March 7, 1843 at the Coméédie-Franççaise was the end of Hugo's career as a dramatist.
After Napoleon III seized power in 1851, French writer Victor Marie Hugo went into exile and in 1870 returned to France; his novels include The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1831) and Les Misérables (1862).
This poet, playwright, novelist, dramatist, essayist, visual artist, statesman, and perhaps the most influential, important exponent of the Romantic movement in France, campaigned for human rights. People in France regard him as one of greatest poets of that country and know him better abroad.
Cette pièce est vraiment incroyable, des rebondissement sont présents jusqu'au bout et le style d'écriture d'Hugo y est ici splendide ! Je ne peux que recommander :)
Les burgraves sont des seigneurs du Rhin. Job, sage centenaire, est entouré par ses fils, petit-fils et arrière-petit-fils tyranniques et sans scrupules. Lui-même n'a pas un passé sans taches et des personnages présumés morts depuis longtemps, la sorcière Guanhumara et l'empereur Frédéric Barberousse, vont surgir dans le burg médiéval pour le tourmenter.
Balzac considérait Les Burgraves comme une œuvre de premier ordre et il la soutint énergiquement. Tout comme Hugo avait soutenu Vautrin, en 1840 de Balzac, alors que cette dernière pièce avait été interdite dès la première représentation.
Even if this book belongs to the public domain, it wasn't proofreaded yet.
It's very much like reading the story of Verdi's Trovatore but written in that wonderfully dignified French blank verse, featuring old Emperor Frederick I and the German robbing barons and with a couple of extra *gasp* (alternatively *moan*) moments as the story unfolds and everybody turns out to be the lost son/brother/girlfriend/father/ emperor, etc. Poor Victor Hugo intended it as a dramatic reflection on the corruption and decadence of power through the generations, but though not on purpose it is actually terrific fun to read as a product of the Romantic Age. It's a shame nobody put music to it.