Next entries will be devoted to some aspects of Brideshead Revisited. There are of course many resources on the web -quotes, summaries, essays, etc-, so I’ll try to touch some topics which are not so “popular”. I also hope next entries will no as long as this one.
I’ll start with Aloysius. I must admit this is not a random choice. I’m partial about this bear. I like him so much that I was even thinking of opening a Facebook account just to be able to join some group of Aloysius fans… After some interior struggle, I resisted the temptation and can proudly declare that I remain facebookless for the time being. Continue reading
I promised to show my respects to Paul Auster, so here I go: I think he is a master story-teller and I would really enjoy to spend an afternoon sitting with him and listening to his stories like a little hobbit would (I would bring my pipe). What I like about his style is its charming simplicity: in The Red Notebook, for example, there are no sophisticated literary resources, no flashbacks, no inner voices; but just a plain story -told as you would tell it to a group of friends in a rainy afternoon over a cup of coffee-. If you can place books geographically The Red Notebook would be in the antipodes of the works of Virginia Woolf or James Joyce because there is nothing artificial or measured in it. It flows so naturally that the result is as charming as a medieval illuminated manuscript.
Having fulfilled this blog’s quota of flattery, I can now move on and say that, I think, he is wasting his talent. Continue reading