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The best book I've read recently was Jim Crace's "Being Dead". Excellent fiction about a murdered middle aged couple. Unsentimental and nauseating at times (don't read if you are squeamish), but it manages to be truly life-affirming. I might be overselling this one again a bit, but it surely beats most contemporary fiction hands down.
Other books I've read/reading recently:
Greg Bottoms - Angelhead - A memoir about growing up with a heavy-metal listening, alleged child rapist/murderer diagnosed schizophrenic brother. Bottoms is an excellent writer and I hope to pick up some fiction by him some day. Surprising.
Michel Foucault - "Madness and Civilization", "The Order of Things" - (both in translation) -For the theory bitch in you. I enjoyed the first of these two for its historical, concrete detail and meticulous scholarship, things I soemtimes find lacking in theory. I'm about halfway through the second and I am digging this one too, though I think some of Foucault's claims about language and it's origings are specious (and I was surprised to read him quoting Adam Smith (!) about the origins of language. I've got to read that essay and more of Smith too). Something about Foucault's early "archaeologies" remind me of Husserl's phenomenology (and a ghastly, ghastly course I took on it) and I have to do some re-reading to figure out what the link I am seeing is.
Anyway - Books to Avoid:
Michel Houellbecq - "The Elementary Particles" ("Atomised" in the UK) (In translation) - This supposedly "scandalous" novel was nothing more than a churlish screed by someone who has an infantile grasp of philiosophy AND science. His split protagonist is trite, his "insights" are reactionary without being credible and his style from all indications is non-existent. Avoid like the plague.
Bear v. Shark ( I forget the author) - amusing conceit about a mythical contest between a Bear and a Shark turns into a sub-leyner road trip "novel" with none of the style and direct quotes from living, young white male authors like David Foster Wallace. An "index" in the middle of the book attempts to be clever. Avoid, again, like the plague. |
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