Blue of NoonPenguin, 2001 - 128 páginas One 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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... laughing , like some lunatic . She couldn't stop . Struggling to find my words , I said to her , ' Don't laugh any more . You'll never get through your story . ' She stopped laughing and began shouting : ' Oh , my , I'm getting silly ...
... laughing , like some lunatic . She couldn't stop . Struggling to find my words , I said to her , ' Don't laugh any more . You'll never get through your story . ' She stopped laughing and began shouting : ' Oh , my , I'm getting silly ...
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... laughing . It became clear that if I did start laughing , this corpse of sorts would be nothing but a sarcastic jest ; whereas if I started trembling , it would rush at me and tear me to pieces . I lost track of everything . The ...
... laughing . It became clear that if I did start laughing , this corpse of sorts would be nothing but a sarcastic jest ; whereas if I started trembling , it would rush at me and tear me to pieces . I lost track of everything . The ...
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... and a scatterbrain . I laughed and said to him , ' It doesn't matter . You were speaking French . ' Reassured as quickly as he had been frightened , he in turn started laughing . But he did no more shouting after 89 The Blue of Noon.
... and a scatterbrain . I laughed and said to him , ' It doesn't matter . You were speaking French . ' Reassured as quickly as he had been frightened , he in turn started laughing . But he did no more shouting after 89 The Blue of Noon.
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The Evil Omen | 19 |
Motherly Feet | 33 |
Antonios Story | 69 |
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