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Elok
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Land of Ramen Dragons
Mar 2003 time: 00:31
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Forgive me, for I have sinned. I have never read Dostoevsky, even though I know I should. No Tolstoy either. I've tried les Miserables but the book's one long string of appositives and asides, you have to keep backtracking to remember what the actual story is about. It would be wonderful if Hugo's rich writing style could confine itself to a single subject for more than two pages without digressing.
I have also hated much "art," apparently wrongly. You know my opinions on Citizen Kane; I'm sorry, I just can't see how that lout gets anything more or less than what he deserves, or why I should feel empathy for his situation.
Beyond that, I freaking hated Their Eyes Were Watching God. Hokey homespun metaphors like "something fell off the shelf inside of her. She bent over, and realized it was her image of Joe," do not constitute good writing. That's just painful to read. And that weird part where she got some sort of orgasm from watching bees and flowers around a pear tree was more disturbing than profound.
The Stranger sucks too. It did not convince me that our lives are meaningless and absurd. It merely convinced me that Camus's life was meaningless and absurd, and I could have been told that directly without being forced to read the stupid book, though it was mercifully short.
The Catcher in the Rye. Critics agree that it's badly written tripe, but they insist that its redeeming value is in its open appeal to disillusioned adolescence. No, it doesn't even have that. I was sixteen when I read it, and I was a pretty sullen kid, and even I wanted to cheer when the pimp hit him. That was the best part of the book, Maurice laying down the law. That rotten little punk deserved a beating, or maybe just to be shipped off to Vietnam so he could learn what real suffering is.
Okay, I'm done, for now at least. Thank you for listening. Feel free to contribute your own artistic outrage, provided you don't expect me to agree with you on all of it.
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Oct 1999 time: 23:31
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I've never read any Kafka. Or Dickens. Nor Twain nor Hemmingway since I was too young to appreciate that decent writing. Still haven't gotten to Voltaire's Candide.
LOTR is shite (granted, I stopped reading after Fellowship). Some interesting linguistics, but the only decent thing about it.
War and Peace was a monumental waste of time. I don't know if more recent translations are any better, but the book's crap. The other Rooskies are far better than Tolstoy (Dostoeovsky, Nabokov, Pushkin, etc.), though Anna Karenina is supposed to be better.
I've read several Anne Rice novels. Also, several Tom Clancy novels. And every shitty addition to the Foundation series, including the ones Asimov didn't write (only the first one was any good). Frightening amounts of Turtledove. Basically, a lot of shitty sci-fi and historical fiction. 
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lord of the mark
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FUKCOV - Former United Kingdom Colony of Virginia
Dec 2000 time: 00:31
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[QUOTE] Originally posted by Elok
quote: give me, for I have sinned. I have never read Dostoevsky, even though I know I should. |
I liked Crime and Punishment - maybe it helped that i was a student living in a tiny room at the time
it took me a couple of tries to get into War and Peace. Once i did though i finished it and liked it. What can i say, im a sucker for Russian novels.
quote: I've tried les Miserables |
Never read it.
quote: I have also hated much "art," apparently wrongly. You know my opinions on Citizen Kane; I'm sorry, I just can't see how that lout gets anything more or less than what he deserves, or why I should feel empathy for his situation. |
Im sorry, was i supposeed to feel empathy? I havent, but enjoyed the film anyway. Rosebud 
quote: Beyond that, I freaking hated Their Eyes Were Watching God. Hokey homespun metaphors like "something fell off the shelf inside of her. She bent over, and realized it was her image of Joe," do not constitute good writing. That's just painful to read. And that weird part where she got some sort of orgasm from watching bees and flowers around a pear tree was more disturbing than profound. |
Never saw/read it.
quote: The Stranger sucks too. It did not convince me that our lives are meaningless and absurd. It merely convinced me that Camus's life was meaningless and absurd, and I could have been told that directly without being forced to read the stupid book, though it was mercifully short. |
Didnt convince me either, but I recall enjoying reading it.
for Kane, and Stranger, you say it didnt convince you. I dont think thats what its all about. Before these are arguments, they are art. If they work as art for you, you can get something out of them without buying anyones philosophy of life.
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Elok
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Land of Ramen Dragons
Mar 2003 time: 00:31
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The thing is, Citizen Kane was groundbreaking in terms of technique, I know, but there's not much to like about it. Not only is Kane himself a ****, some of it is so overdone it induces vomiting. Like the part where the reporter puts this sensitive look on his face and says, "I don't think there's any one word that can sum up a man's entire life." Ooh, aren't we profound. What a lot of high-art jerking-off. Even A Beautiful Mind was less guilty. The only thing I liked about CK was what my film teacher told me about the double meanings in it-apparently, Welles gossiped with some of Hearst's old friends. "Rosebud" was Hearst's pet name for his mistress's clitoris, apparently. I have to admit, it takes guts to deliberately PO one of the most powerful men in America that way, even if it is stupid.
And the Stranger...meh. I felt no reason to care what happened at all. It was just this ineffectual French loser who didn't care for his mother, stumbling around northern Africa banging some chick from his office, dodging commitment to her and everyone else, and shooting a random Arab. He was completely spineless and reprehensible. I couldn't even hate him like I hated Holden, I just wanted the stupid book to end so my English class could go on to something interesting.
Maybe there was a point somewhere in there, but as Mersault barely even acted human it's hard to feel that anything he did could be applicable to our lives. Maybe I just got a bad translation, but even the prose was mediocre. Some parts were good, sort of, but overall it was like a manic-depressive trying to imitate Hemingway more than anything else.
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lord of the mark
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FUKCOV - Former United Kingdom Colony of Virginia
Dec 2000 time: 00:31
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quote: Originally posted by Elok
The thing is, Citizen Kane was groundbreaking in terms of technique, I know, but there's not much to like about it. Not only is Kane himself a ****, some of it is so overdone it induces vomiting. Like the part where the reporter puts this sensitive look on his face and says, "I don't think there's any one word that can sum up a man's entire life." Ooh, aren't we profound. What a lot of high-art jerking-off. Even A Beautiful Mind was less guilty. The only thing I liked about CK was what my film teacher told me about the double meanings in it-apparently, Welles gossiped with some of Hearst's old friends. "Rosebud" was Hearst's pet name for his mistress's clitoris, apparently. I have to admit, it takes guts to deliberately PO one of the most powerful men in America that way, even if it is stupid.
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Reported said a hackneyed thing - well of course, cause he's like a REPORTER - and a hackneyed, Time reporter working for Luce, not the kinda guy whoda worked for Hearst. The whole "play within the play" thing, the Time style documentary is a profoundly ironic - since it represents jus the kind of journalism that was taking over from Hearsts style. I dont think the Time folks are meant to speak for Welles. And the guts to PO Hearts - well thats what its all about - a constant wink, a satire and a psychoanalysis on a guy so big. I dont know, i just find it very watchable.
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Elok
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Land of Ramen Dragons
Mar 2003 time: 00:31
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Wait a minute, I thought Hearst made his fortune with trashy yellow-journalism papers like the NY Post. Wouldn't smarmy crap like that be right up Hearst's alley?
Mersault was rootless, yes, but that's precisely why I didn't care about him. If such a person as him did exist IRL, it might in fact be kindest to send him to the chair or whatever it was that offed him in the end. I'd call him a sociopath, except sociopaths tend to have charm and ambition, he just shambled down the path of least resistance. He basically wasn't even a human, just a dumb animal going to its preordained fate.
There was nothing in the story to strike my interest precisely because I could see nothing of myself or anyone I knew in the main characters. In good fiction, you have a reason to care what happens because the characters mean something to you. Even if they're nothing like you there's something in their situation that compels you to read on, because you feel something for their plight. But Mersault is entirely reactive, sitting around in a pathetic situation he might easily have avoided had he possessed a soul.
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