Sunday, November 27, 2011

From Thomas Hardy

Late Lyrics and EarlierLate Lyrics and Earlier by Thomas Hardy

My rating: 5 of 5 stars


GOING AND STAYING
I

The moving sun-shapes on the spray,
The sparkles where the brook was flowing,
Pink faces, plightings, moonlit May,
These were the things we wished would stay;
But they were going.

II

Seasons of blankness as of snow,
The silent bleed of a world decaying,
The moan of multitudes in woe,
These were the things we wished would go;
But they were staying.

III

Then we looked closelier at Time,
And saw his ghostly arms revolving
To sweep off woeful things with prime,
Things sinister with things sublime
Alike dissolving.



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Sunday, October 23, 2011

The Possessed

The Possessed: Adventures With Russian Books and the People Who Read ThemThe Possessed: Adventures With Russian Books and the People Who Read Them by Elif Batuman

My rating: 3 of 5 stars


Now, I have mixed feelings towards Batuman. Her scholarship is erudite and proper, no doubt. Her prose is fluid, lightly humourous and colourful, as much as a literary academic can be. However, what made this book a work difficult to trudge through for me was, to be crude, the uninteresting nature of her research and personality. I normally wouldn't include personality as a determining factor of an author's book but this book is largely based on her experiences while doing research on russian and russian lit and her travels in the old soviet republics so I believe I have the right to comment on her character. Apart from the last chapter that gave the name to the book, where she finally reveals a bit more sincerity of character, the rest of the text basically issues from a retentive narrator who is either really trying to conceal (both from herself and her readers) the depth of her emotions, or is actually a very boring person. However, in the last chapter we get a glimpse of Batuman's heart speaking, albeit still in the most reserved manner possible. Unfortunately her pastoral descriptions did not engage me, nor did her simplistic and superficial descriptions of her interaction with the characters of the worlds she encounters. It is as if she has taken up literary criticism not only as a scientific way of looking at literature but also as a framework that dictates her heart. Her relationships with people are cold, unassuming and marked with a distance that, to me, is just plainly immature coming from a graduate student of mixed origins
Her picture reminds me of my deceased brother so I still have a positive bias towards her but this book I hope is only a toddlers step in a future of truly genuine writing. On the other hand, there is no way I can take seriously the over-the-top praise on the back of the book. So, in general this book is not bad, though is dissapointing, given the rich content she has the opportunity to tap into.



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Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Garth Ennis' 303

303303 by Garth Ennis

My rating: 4 of 5 stars


Being my all-time favorite writer in the graphic novel tradition after Alan Moore, Ennis is right in his element in this mini series. Ennis is well-known for his extreme, sarcastic and cynically witty style as displayed in books like Preacher, The Pro, The Boys etc. but to me, his true calling lies in war stories. The series Battlefields, the two volume War Stories and even the farcical Adventures of the Bollock Patrol demonstrate his strange and creepy fascination with war machinery, strategy, weaponry but without an obsessive, fascistic and militaristic point of view. In fact what makes Ennis' stories so poignant is the balance he is able to draw between the truly heroic (!) esssence of human battle as been practised for centuries in its various forms and paraphernalia along with the inescapable paradox that it creates, which is the cruelty that man exacts upon man. Ennis is fascinated by war (especially the two world wars) but no matter how much guts go flying around the panels and limbs are torn to pieces in multicolor, Ennis never leaves the reader without a deep sense of sadness about [the misery that man hands upon man / that deepens like a coastal shelf] all the while praising some indistinct innate glory that physical conflict between bodies carry with them. This is why Ennis is a good writer: he doesn't try to solve the paradoxes of human existence nor does he pretend to have any ambitious certainties in mind, he just marvels at them with a compassion that is cynical enough to be seriously down-to-earth - thus to be taken seriously....



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Tuesday, September 06, 2011

Emmaus by Alessandro Baricco

EmmausEmmaus by Alessandro Baricco

My rating: 4 of 5 stars


Baricco'nun büyülü diliyle bir grup katolik italyan gencin yetişkinliğe trajediyle adım atmalarını anlatan Emmaus aslında bir taraftan da isa yoluyla yetişkinliğe adım atan insanlığı, 'biz'den 'ben' e doğru yürüyüşü simgeliyor: "Bu kadar zaman ne olduğunu nasıl bilemedik ve karşımıza çıkan her şeyin, herkesin sofrasına nasıl oturduk? Küçük yürekler - büyük yanılsamalarla besliyoruz onları ama yargının sonunda Emmaus'taki havariler gibi yürüyoruz, gözlerimiz kör olmuş, yanımızdaki arkadaşlarımızı ve aşklarımızı tanıyamıyoruz, artık kendini bilmeyen bir Tanrı'ya güvenerek. Böylece her şeyin nasıl başladığını ve sona erdiğini biliyoruz ama öze varamıyoruz. Başlangıcız ve sonucuz - her zaman geç ulaşılan bulgu." (s. 55)
Baricco her zaman kolay okunan bir yazar değil ama bu kitap dikkatle tekrar tekrar okunmayı hakeden bir dile sahip...



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Friday, August 19, 2011

The Book of Enoch

The Book of EnochThe Book of Enoch by Robert Henry (R. H.) Charles

My rating: 4 of 5 stars


The Book of Enoch is a transitional piece of apocalyptica (!) written smack between the passage from Judaism to Christianity. So you have Sheol and not Hell, no Jesus but yes Son of God and so on. Some of the texts are as weird as the heaviest of the Nag Hammadi scriptures but in essence, tell of the same story of the time briefly described in Genesis, when the Nephilim came down from heaven and took human wives and worse, taught men agriculture, metal working, writing and so on. An A-level text for all "they came from outer space" nuts :)



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Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Le Capitaine EcarlateLe Capitaine Ecarlate by David B.

My rating: 4 of 5 stars


david b. 's hallucinatory dimension in which supernatural events are as common as buying bread for the morning breakfast decorates this tribute to schwob and enigmatic figures of french criminal literary figures or, grandfathers of genet. especially two panels stand out as pure visual and verbal poetry. Although I deeply admire david b.'s own artwork, the pencil here (emmanuel guibert) has added a does of cute a la Hergé, thus balancing beautifully the eeriness of the plot with a nostalgia for childhood pirate fantasies. For me, this was a re-kindling of my late childhood where j. verne reigned supreme.



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Monday, February 21, 2011

The King's Speech

Maybe it's me hitting middle age and leaning towards a more conservative nature but the excellent film The King's Speech made me think about two things: One, the advent of psychoanalysis as a science albeit in an eccentric and unorthodox manner; Two, a justification for my recent contemplations on the importance of royalty in governing bodies of nation-states. Now I am not in favor of nation-states to say the least. In fact, I would call myself an anarchist if any political tendency is required to be submitted, however given the hideous shape representative democracy has taken today and which, until the foreseeable future at least, seems to be here to say, I have begun to consider the virtues of having a royal family at the head of a government, even if it shall function -or precisely as- a symbolic construct. There are two reasons for this: The first is the short cut to the Aristotelian notion of catharsis in Greek Tragedy translated onto the political stage. Very briefly, the commoner sees the way in which their superiors are wrapped up in the same human anguishes, if not more, and live pretty much the same anxious existence that they do, albeit on a financially more elevated scale, which makes the scandals and shortcomings even more delicious to the senses most of the time. David's resignation of the throne due to his love for a twice-divorced American woman (from Baltimore to top it off) in the film instigates more disgust in the royal family than in the people. For the commoner, it only goes to show that royalty is not devoid of human mistakes, errors and emotional fervor, which if i might add, can only restore any dignity in their eyes that was previously lost from the point of view of the royal family.
Now the second reason relies on, in my opinion, the present failure of representational democracy around the world. I do not take pleasure in being ruled by a bunch of oafs in suits who were in turn elected, by god knows what motivation, by other oafs who are mostly unable to think for themselves. Yes I know, this sounds very elitist and in contradiction to my anarchistic tendencies, however, anarchism depends heavily on an ethos of equality that also includes a certain level of awareness of the position and function of oneself in the world in relation to others, which doesn't manifest itself just by pertaining to the human race. Anyway, that is for another post. Coming back, it seems to be that masses of people who look towards leaders also look for reference points that collate and unite certain values and tradition that serves to hold them together and the above-mentioned oafs are far from offering this. Besides, the motivation of leading through representation is always bundled up with extremely pragmatic reasons for entering politics. On the other hand, royalty in a certain sense is bound by tradition and cannot go against the values it purports to represent as historical continuity. One must separate royalty and aristocracy here though. Decadence in the latter is far more possible than in the former. Again I do not think values and traditions are necessary for the governance of the human race but today it seems like the majority does indeed feel this need. Royalty may indeed be able to perform this function even if it may be completely and solely symbolic. I do not offer a better solution but only as a social safety valve for -the many- occasions when parliamentary politicians just become too disgusting to bare. I'm all up for the constant re-formulation of values and am completely open to change, and royalty at least offers a point of departure, even if the results contradicts the points of origin. It is easier to work within limits than be completely free to choose whatever one wants. Most of the time, with unlimited choice comes unlimited stupidity.
Must continue some other time, this post has already become too long... And the point about psychoanalysis is, i think, too apparent in the film to go into depth.