Thursday, December 3, 2009

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experience Johnson

book dislocated

The unlucky arises primarily as a box and not as a book. A box containing twenty eight notebooks unrelated. A preface (Jonathan Coe) and September 20 only two other books include a title (the first and last) all others are marked with a symbol (all different).
Inside the box on the left side are afraid to read the instructions:
"except the first and last" chapters "(indicated as such), the twenty five more can be read in any order."
Here we are in the presence of a book the likes of Pattern of Cortazar, or perhaps (if the experiment is not conclusive) of these "books that you are the hero" (remember you) that we carry around from page to page in search of I do not know what a treasure.
Yet what I call "experience Johnson" pushes the boundaries of the slap in the face.
not only BS Johnson to score the decisive goal (since there is also a question football) but also win the match and go with that paris (bet on games is very English).
This novel reinvents its shape to such an extent that the shuffle mode is no longer an obstacle, but a catalyst in the service of his story.
But after all what is it?
"This book tells the story of what happens in the mind of a man"
man-a writer, but also sports editor for the occasion - is sent to a city account for a football match. On his arrival he realizes he has already come here that this city is back in her a lot of memories, those of a childhood sweetheart (Wendy) and her betrayal and those of his friend - died of cancer-(Tony). The story is simple
perhaps even trivial, that of a man who remembers a time in his life. But she is really driven by the strength of interior monologue that has been presented randomly.
The novel is a feat formal (random playback works well) about the service of a strong, poignant, powerful ...
"where I'll start, how to say what it was, its disintegration." The unlucky
is the story of a mess, a verbal logorrhea which exhausts a relationship and friendship. In short a storm under a skull.
Johnson played on the fragmentation of memory, linearity does not exist until it is in the sphere of memory, remembrance hackneyed. Each book is the relationship of a memory, a past moment happens to consciousness when he chose water, so it can be read as if the plan is just to be in the head ...
In a forthcoming book (surely I will come back) Patrick Roegiers writing about Proust and Joyce:
Joyce knew the book by heart. Add for him it was first remember. "Imagination is the work performed on the memory." Proust stated: "imagination is memory." And Joyce: "Imagination is memory."
the narrator of Unlucky is faced with precisely this problem of consistency, the mass loses his memory because of the time and working memory accuracy (just as alcohol because it seems), the text is regularly punctuated with phrases like "yet impossible to put this memory, he refuses to take his place."
The novel is a fun dive in the mental space of the narrator, a place that becomes more than pure space. Johnson comes to rightly make the time and duration ineffective in inner speech (except in snatches as malleable as interchangeable).
"The mind always manages to organize everything, he always wants to restore order, otherwise it disturbs, anarchy, disorder, a real torture."
Precisely this is where we torture inflicts Johnson and it also deals with his narrator.
A reading (after rearranged the order of chapters), I never stopped wanting to restore order in these moments of memory., because all the episodes to make sense. Read Unlucky is to accept to let go, but also to experience the torture he evokes, and let them endure the chaos.
Bryan Stanley Johnson, Unlucky, Quidam publisher, Collection Made in Europe, 32 euros.


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