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Tuesday, 24 February 2009

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I haven't read the book but what you write about the beginning scene makes me laugh out loudly! Sorry, but I must tell you the truth.
Although I haven't experienced war or wartime first-hand (of course and fortunately),I feel that war itself is by default "a not very graphic but sordid and unpleasant episode", to say the least! The scene you mention is certainly not among the most obscene or uncivilized facts that have ever occurred during wartime. And this is not at all meant to be deprecating for those who served, who are serving or -unfortunately - who will still serve in the future... far from that.

From a literary point of view, I guess said scene is probably meant to surprise the readers when they don't expect it and to produce on them the odd effect it produced on you... And it worked apparently; you've been caught in the very trap the writer imagined, I am afraid! Well, it must be quite a good book then.

That said, I quite understand how you must have felt and I can easily imagine why you might have felt uncomfortable with that.

Off topic: From what I can see, you are currently reading (or rereading?) Rilke's poetry, a very good choice indeed!

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Quotidian

  • Nothing is of greater consolation to the author of a novel than the disovery of readings he had not conceived but which are then prompted by his readers. (Umberto Eco, Reflections on The Name of the Rose)
  • ... relatively few persons in London ... can afford the luxury of one or more servants. No fewer than 3,700,000 have no servants at all, and of the half million that have servants 227,000 have only one. (The Times, 6 June 1895)
  • Standing among savage scenery, the hotel offers stupendous revelations. There is a French widow in every bedroom, affording delightful prospects. (Tyrolean inn brochure, according to Gerard Hoffnung)
  • (A doctor is at an elderly relative's deathbed) "The old sawbones, eh?" he bellowed ... "Just in the nick, perhaps. Haul the old girl back by the short hairs, if you ask me. Devilish smart at his work ... Always take a fence with more confidence when I know he's out with us."
  • Too often, when a man of Monty Godkin's mental powers is plunged in thought, nothing happens at all. The machinery just whirs for a while, and that is the end of it. (P G Wodehouse, Heavy Weather)
  • ...the breed that take their pleasures as Saint Laurence took his grid (Kipling, The Five nations)

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