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- 319 páginas
- 12 horas de lectura
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The author intially intended to call this noel, " The Lyrical Age." The lyrical age, according to Kundera, is youth, and this novel, above all, is an epic of adolescence; an ironic epic that tenderly erodes scarosanct values: childhood, motherhood, revolution, and even poetry. Jaromil is in fact a poet. His mother made hima poet and accompanies him (figuratively) to his love bed and (literally) to his deathbed. A ridiculous and touching character, horrifying and totally innocent ("innocence with its bloody smile" ), Jaromil is at the same time a true poet. He's no creep, he's Rimbaud. Rimbaud entrapped by the communist revolution, entrapped in a somber farce.
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Life is Elsewhere, Milan Kundera
- Idioma
- Publicado en
- 1987
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- Título
- Life is Elsewhere
- Idioma
- Inglés
- Autores
- Milan Kundera
- Editorial
- Faber and Faber
- Publicado en
- 1987
- Formato
- Tapa blanda
- Páginas
- 319
- ISBN10
- 0571149030
- ISBN13
- 9780571149032
- Serie
- Etiquetas
- Ficción, Tema histórico, Literatura checa, Temática filosófica, Amor, Clásicos, Política, Vida, Matrimonio, Praga, República Checa, Lírica, Sueños, Madres, Comunismo, Celos, Fraudes, Novelas autobiográficas, Existencialismo, Poetas y Poetisas, Novelas de artistas, Milan Kundera
- Título original
- Zivot je jinde
- Calificación
- 4 de 5
- Descripción
- The author intially intended to call this noel, " The Lyrical Age." The lyrical age, according to Kundera, is youth, and this novel, above all, is an epic of adolescence; an ironic epic that tenderly erodes scarosanct values: childhood, motherhood, revolution, and even poetry. Jaromil is in fact a poet. His mother made hima poet and accompanies him (figuratively) to his love bed and (literally) to his deathbed. A ridiculous and touching character, horrifying and totally innocent ("innocence with its bloody smile" ), Jaromil is at the same time a true poet. He's no creep, he's Rimbaud. Rimbaud entrapped by the communist revolution, entrapped in a somber farce.