Blue of NoonOne of the twentieth century's great nihilist novels, Blue of Noon is a blackly compelling account of depravity and terror that retains all its shocking power today. Set in pre-war Europe, its narrator lurches despairingly from city to city in a surreal sexual and mental nightmare of squalor, sadism and drunken encounters - his journey into madness mirroring the fighting and marching on the streets outside. Confronting Fascism, the novel is torn between identifying with history's victims and being seduced by the violent glamour of its terrible victors. One of the most brilliant intellects and influential French writers of his time, Bataille's unflinching exploration of the dark forces beneath the surface of civilization defies all our expectations. |
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Crítica de los usuarios - Andy_Dingley - LibraryThingBataille brings his inimitable style to '30s nihilism and the threat of impending war, in both Spain and Germany. Don't bother. Anything he was trying to do here is very weak and you'd be so much better off reading Isherwood. Even the offensive debauchery here seems half-hearted. Leer comentario completo
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Crítica de los usuarios - Kristelh - LibraryThingA nihilist novel by Georges Bataille, Blue of Noon, is set during the Spanish Civil War and the early years of Nazi movement. The protagonist, Henri Timmermann is a sick man (physically and ... Leer comentario completo
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