This 1969 novel from Hungary is about a man who works with “the waste products of a society that maintains order by violence,” and what their suffering comes to mean to him.
These thoughts are a follow-on to the points I made in The Mythology of Laszlo Krasznahorkai and to a lesser extent in my comments on his Animalinside, which it seems will finally be released in […]
Explicably funny: “Ah, daylight: nature’s sunlamp.” (Thanks, G.) Belgian writer Hugo Claus, who wrote the striking, perplexing, and recently translated Wonder (Archipelago), turns out to have dated Sylvia Kristel for a few years in the 1970s. […]
I see Steve Mitchelmore of This Space has called this blog a pile of shit. (I let his Twitter trackback through.) A few years back it probably would have stung me rather sharply, but now […]
(I recently wrote an overview of Krasznahorkai for The Quarterly Conversation, which may help give some context to the themes here.) Animalinside, a short work which is published as part of the Cahiers series on writing […]
An article of mine on László Krasznahorkai has been published at The Quarterly Conversation: All that is transitory is but a parable. Goethe, Faust II This line, meant by Goethe to indicate that our worldly […]
I’ve always thought of Jancso as one of the very few filmmakers, along with Godard, who could turn abstract ideas into visual sequences that could be absorbed without requiring viewers to engage in theorizing themselves. […]