(Book Jacket Status: Jacketed) The first novel of Samuel Beckett's mordant and exhilarating midcentury trilogy introduces us to Molloy, who has been mysteriously incarcerated, and who subsequently escapes to go discover the whereabouts of his mother. In the latter part of this curious masterwork, a certain Jacques Moran is deputized by anonymous authorities to search for the aforementioned Molloy. In the trilogy's second novel, Malone, who might or might not be Molloy himself, addresses us with his ruminations while in the act of dying. The third novel consists of the fragmented monologue-delivered, like the monologues of the previous novels, in a mournful rhetoric that possesses the utmost splendor and beauty-of what might or might not be an armless and legless creature living in an urn outside an eating house. Taken together, these three novels represent the high-water mark of the literary movement we call Modernism. Within their linguistic terrain, where stories are taken up, broken off, and taken up again, where voices rise and crumble and are resurrected, we can discern the essential lineaments of our modern condition, and encounter an awesome vision, tragic yet always compelling and always mysteriously invigorating, of consciousness trapped and struggling inside the boundaries of nature.
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I'm at a lose for words, (well, proper words) to describe just how bizarre I feel upon the first read of Beckett. It's like being molested at parts which I didn't know could be sexual before, shamed by the insolence and mortified by the audacity, but secret...
评分I was at a loss for words, when a particularly cynical friend of mine, in the context of after-lunch speculations on social economics, asked, "how much is a reasonable salary for an English literature professor in a random liberal art college?" I don't have...
评分I was at a loss for words, when a particularly cynical friend of mine, in the context of after-lunch speculations on social economics, asked, "how much is a reasonable salary for an English literature professor in a random liberal art college?" I don't have...
评分The fact that he wreaks havoc between the two ends of a book in itself should not be so threatening. After all one of the great past-times of human being is to conjure up all sorts of fucked-up situations and write a book about it. Double-crossing, backstab...
评分I'm at a lose for words, (well, proper words) to describe just how bizarre I feel upon the first read of Beckett. It's like being molested at parts which I didn't know could be sexual before, shamed by the insolence and mortified by the audacity, but secret...
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艰难地读完。无法忘怀。
评分艰难地读完。无法忘怀。
评分Every tiny bit of emotional and psychological vibe is enlarged and observed through the microscope, making the familiar obscure and absurd.
评分Every tiny bit of emotional and psychological vibe is enlarged and observed through the microscope, making the familiar obscure and absurd.
评分艰难地读完。无法忘怀。
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