Das Wohltemperierte Klavier Teil I HN 9014: Urtext. Studien-Edition
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| ISBN de | 979-0201890142 |
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| Cubiertas | (Alemán) |
| Autor | Johann Sebastian Bach de |
| Papel de | 135 páginas |
| Editor Das Wohltemperierte Klavier Teil I HN 9014: Urtext. Studien-Edition | Henle, G. Verlag |
| Fecha de publicación | 1 de mayo de 2011 |
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| Idioma | Alemán, Inglés, Francés Das Wohltemperierte Klavier Teil I HN 9014: Urtext. Studien-Edition |
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I've started re-reading books from college or before. My reaction to TSATF keeps going back and forth between "Wow, Faulkner's brilliant" and "Man, this guy is getting away with fraud big time." The brilliant comes from Faulkner's quality as a writer. He delivers an astonishing range of different characters' and voices, seemingly without effort. Many of his descriptions are similarly excellent. I kept thinking, "Tell me Faulkner didn't read 'Ulysses' and see Picasso before he wrote this book," but he got his money's worth out of both. (Although I think he might owe them a finder's fee. Perhaps one estate can pay the other?) I had an instinctive sense that the book was whole and complete on the last page of the original text, without being able to explain why. On the fraud side is that the story is as gothic as southern gothic gets, and I don't think I would have taken the book seriously for five minutes if Faulkner had told his story straight. The style and the innovative structure and (sometimes needless) complications all seem to exist to hid this fact. For example, there are two Quentin's in the book, one male, one female, who exist at different times in the novel's chronology and it takes a while to make sense of it. (The famous opening section narrated from the point of view of a character with mental disabilities is similarly disorienting to the unwarned reader, but at least it's deeply justified by the character.) I know it's a cubist picture, fracturing consciousness into a kaleidoscope, liberating the narrative from the constraints of time and place and setting and character and action, blah blah blah, but come on Will, you knew people were going to be confused by the two Quentins. I'm not a big fan of obscurity pretending to be profundity in novels, probably because the whole art form is lousy with it, particularly among the mass of writers whose ambitions exceeds their talents, and being a first-rate novelist doesn't get you a free pass in my neighborhood. Finally, the Compson Appendix that was added later by Faulkner emphasized the fraud aspect for me. It helps make sense of the plot, but it brings out the weaker aspects of the book as a result, and it made me complain out loud: "You're kidding. THAT was Quentin Compson's problem. What a bunch of hooey." Would I recommend you read the book? For all you lovers of "Big L" literature out there, yes. For the others, the going will be tough and life won't be getting any longer while you slog through. Pete
2018-02-12 21:41
Girl moves to California after parent's divorce. Girl doesn't fit in. Girl joins surfer community to fulfill PE requirement. Girl doesn't know how to surf. Girl learns to surf, meets hot guy, has romantic quandaries, saves burned out surfing instructor from drowning, yadda yadda. Yawn. But a decent beach read for teens who enjoy light romantic chick lit fare.
2018-02-13 23:04