Review to My awards of Thomas Bernhard. Sandro De Fazi
We entertained that its purchases of clothes before he goes to collect the so-called Grillparzer Prize, or complicity sentimental with the beloved "aunt" to the Stock Exchange of the Culture of the Federal Association of German, and he does not care about the money to buy a house only after collecting the token of the Literary Prize of the Free and Hanseatic City of Bremen prior arrangement with a broker naive, and maybe the money should not be enough. Bernhard was a good person? Life belongs to the work or the opposite is true? Beginning in the Hellenistic
the Convention seeks to separate the taxes paid author in his everyday existence by what he himself attributed literary intention, but in our time worrying the use of computer form inevitably complicates the speech to the Marie Short or improbable future biographers in direct or through a third party even though published posthumously in life, and the questions become endless. In three hundred pages of Life of Moravia (1990) by Alberto Moravia and Alain Elkann is not the slightest mention of Thomas Bernhard, unless his name is not taken back disturbing anamorphosis in the conduct of the written word that swallows everything in greedily. Bernhard is a relative uncomfortable, and who knows Dario Bellezza, a novelist as he wanted to call themselves besides the great poet did not think of disturbance (1967) by the Austrian writer writing Disturbance (1984), a novel now nowhere to be found in bookstores ... The author of this page on a social network, for that matter, we would say today, a part of her life or work? And who is behind your account, or by whom it is actually run?
We can not answer these questions, relying on My awards, the slim volume published in Italy by Adelphi in 2009, where Bernhard's prose is masterfully irritating. And yet he is busy Citati Peter, according to which 'Thomas Bernhard imagine that we are nearing the end of the world, and all his books remind us every moment - with the barking of dogs, the cries of calves killed, inhumane acts Suicide - the imminence of this order, as John reminded his contemporaries of the imminent catastrophe. " And it was distinct from the more angry with Flaubert criticism from various Tamaro (which according to Anna Maria Ortese was unforgettable and presumably is still a good person) and Baricco today.
The truth is that we are caught in the final by Speech on the occasion of the award Georg Büchner on silence and the words: "the words that we handle in the brain into turmoil, thousands upon thousands of worn out words, for We recognize, through the infamous truth, as the infamous lies and vice versa, through infamous lies, truth be recognized as infamous in every language, in any relationship, the words that we venture to pronounce and write, and shut ourselves in the form of speech. "
My awards Thomas Bernhard seem confessions of a filibuster, but we can not necessarily match the mood that he describes Bernhard attaches itself to the moods of Bernhard himself.
Sandro De Fazi
Published in "ITALIAN POETRY" 2/1/10
Copyright © 2010 Sandro De Fazi
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Text protected by copyright. Posted under Law No 22 April 1941 633 and its modifications. It is prohibited any reproduction, in whole or in part, as well as any use in any form without permission.
We entertained that its purchases of clothes before he goes to collect the so-called Grillparzer Prize, or complicity sentimental with the beloved "aunt" to the Stock Exchange of the Culture of the Federal Association of German, and he does not care about the money to buy a house only after collecting the token of the Literary Prize of the Free and Hanseatic City of Bremen prior arrangement with a broker naive, and maybe the money should not be enough. Bernhard was a good person? Life belongs to the work or the opposite is true? Beginning in the Hellenistic
the Convention seeks to separate the taxes paid author in his everyday existence by what he himself attributed literary intention, but in our time worrying the use of computer form inevitably complicates the speech to the Marie Short or improbable future biographers in direct or through a third party even though published posthumously in life, and the questions become endless. In three hundred pages of Life of Moravia (1990) by Alberto Moravia and Alain Elkann is not the slightest mention of Thomas Bernhard, unless his name is not taken back disturbing anamorphosis in the conduct of the written word that swallows everything in greedily. Bernhard is a relative uncomfortable, and who knows Dario Bellezza, a novelist as he wanted to call themselves besides the great poet did not think of disturbance (1967) by the Austrian writer writing Disturbance (1984), a novel now nowhere to be found in bookstores ... The author of this page on a social network, for that matter, we would say today, a part of her life or work? And who is behind your account, or by whom it is actually run?
We can not answer these questions, relying on My awards, the slim volume published in Italy by Adelphi in 2009, where Bernhard's prose is masterfully irritating. And yet he is busy Citati Peter, according to which 'Thomas Bernhard imagine that we are nearing the end of the world, and all his books remind us every moment - with the barking of dogs, the cries of calves killed, inhumane acts Suicide - the imminence of this order, as John reminded his contemporaries of the imminent catastrophe. " And it was distinct from the more angry with Flaubert criticism from various Tamaro (which according to Anna Maria Ortese was unforgettable and presumably is still a good person) and Baricco today.
The truth is that we are caught in the final by Speech on the occasion of the award Georg Büchner on silence and the words: "the words that we handle in the brain into turmoil, thousands upon thousands of worn out words, for We recognize, through the infamous truth, as the infamous lies and vice versa, through infamous lies, truth be recognized as infamous in every language, in any relationship, the words that we venture to pronounce and write, and shut ourselves in the form of speech. "
My awards Thomas Bernhard seem confessions of a filibuster, but we can not necessarily match the mood that he describes Bernhard attaches itself to the moods of Bernhard himself.
Sandro De Fazi
Published in "ITALIAN POETRY" 2/1/10
Copyright © 2010 Sandro De Fazi
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Tous les droits réservés
The rights of translation, electronic storage , reproduction and adaptation, even partial, by whatever means, are reserved for all countries.
Text protected by copyright. Posted under Law No 22 April 1941 633 and its modifications. It is prohibited any reproduction, in whole or in part, as well as any use in any form without permission.
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