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Laddar... Dancing Lessons for the Advanced in Age (urspr publ 1964; utgåvan 1998)av Bohumil Hrabal (Författare)
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Gå med i LibraryThing för att få reda på om du skulle tycka om den här boken. Det finns inga diskussioner på LibraryThing om den här boken. A book that begs to be read in one sitting, a drunken monologue rendered by Hrabal in a fantastically erudite and maddening run-on sentence (to which this paltry review pays homage) while the aged, weathered, but oh-so-wise Jirka addresses an unspecified group of "young ladies" on subjects ranging from the role of the Czech monarchy in its heyday, the pursuit of love and sex through Jirka's inebriated and senile recollections ("it's interesting how young poets think of death while old fogies think of girls"), the proper fermentation processes for making different kinds of beer, the strange, tragicomic suicides and deaths that make up the history of his community, the influence of what he calls "the European Renaissance," beekeeping, poetics, Strauss, sexual anatomy and urine and far too many pissing contests, and the meaning of dreams being rather like life itself—the exact opposite and often a puzzling inverse of what one sees and comprehends at first glance. ( ) I'm always fascinated by experiments that just don't work, and here's one: yes, this novella is one unfinished sentence, supposedly. But Hrabal is too good a writer not to compose units of meeting within that sentence, so really it's a bunch of sentences with commas instead of full stops. That's not much of a criticism, because it's very well written (and/or very well translated). Otherwise, there's not much to say. It's short, it's heartbreaking, it's hilarious, and, as other reviewers have noted, your enjoyment is entirely reliant on how engaging or interesting your find the monologist. I found him very interesting: so many of his little stories end in death, he's plainly a fool, but he's also very funny. Given the option of reading the last chapter of Ulysses, which apparently inspired this rant, and reading this book again, I'll take this every time. Special bonus points for Adam Thirlwell's excellent introduction. Mother of God, isn't life breathtakingly beautiful. Joel bought me this book several years ago. It appeared so disjointed that I never truly considered it. Today the world was revealed as damp and overcast; reconciling myself to those conditions, Manchester United lost to City 6-1 and I slumped, to be polite. Reaching out, I heartily stumbled upstairs to scan our shelves and returned with Dancing Lessons for the Advanced in Age, coincidentally just as my wife was browsing reviews of such on this wicked site. That was wonky weird. I read the book in a pair of sittings and while it isn't explosive, it is a meandering monologue for the ages. It reminds me of Moscow To The End of the Line, but Hrabal's novella is better. inga recensioner | lägg till en recension
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Rake, drunkard, aesthete, gossip, raconteur extraordinaire: the narrator of Bohumil Hrabal's rambling, rambunctious masterpiece Dancing Lessons for the Advanced in Age is all these and more. Speaking to a group of sunbathing women who remind him of lovers past, this elderly roué tells the story of his life--or at least unburdens himself of a lifetime's worth of stories. Thus we learn of amatory conquests (and humiliations), of scandals both private and public, of military adventures and domestic feuds, of what things were like "in the days of the monarchy" and how they've changed since. As the book tumbles restlessly forward, and the comic tone takes on darker shadings, we realize we are listening to a man talking as much out of desperation as from exuberance. Hrabal, one of the great Czech writers of the twentieth century, as well as an inveterate haunter of Prague's pubs and football stadiums, developed a unique method which he termed "palavering," whereby characters gab and soliloquize with abandon. Part drunken boast, part soul-rending confession, part metaphysical poem on the nature of love and time, this astonishing novel (which unfolds in a single monumental sentence) shows why he has earned the admiration of such writers as Milan Kundera, John Banville, and Louise Erdrich. Inga biblioteksbeskrivningar kunde hittas. |
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