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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... told anyone what had happened to me . Each sentence was as humiliating as an act of cowardice . 4 I was to all ... tell you why everything turned out so badly . It was because of something you're sure to find incomprehensible . I have ...
... told anyone what had happened to me . Each sentence was as humiliating as an act of cowardice . 4 I was to all ... tell you why everything turned out so badly . It was because of something you're sure to find incomprehensible . I have ...
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... told Dirty , then Lazare . I should have begged Xenie for mercy and thrown myself at her feet . I couldn't , but I felt a wholehearted con- tempt for her . She was stupidly going on with her moans and entreaties . " Tell me . Show some ...
... told Dirty , then Lazare . I should have begged Xenie for mercy and thrown myself at her feet . I couldn't , but I felt a wholehearted con- tempt for her . She was stupidly going on with her moans and entreaties . " Tell me . Show some ...
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... told her she was a filthy asshole . I said she had the mind of a priest . I even managed to tell her that I was calm and composed . But I was shaking in every limb . I told her that dying was painful enough , but that having to behold ...
... told her she was a filthy asshole . I said she had the mind of a priest . I even managed to tell her that I was calm and composed . But I was shaking in every limb . I told her that dying was painful enough , but that having to behold ...
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The Evil Omen | 19 |
Motherly Feet | 33 |
Antonios Story | 69 |
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