this virusvåren it feels in many ways like living in a world of Michel Houellebecq .
We are all cut off from the outside world and to each other, and may have to rely on technology as a substitute for the human presence. On a larger level, today's mechanisms are put out of the game: travel the levels of consumption, globalization, capitalism,. In a laconic comment to the whole, " said Houellebecq, recently, that he believes that the world is going to be pretty much the same for the virus, though for the worse.
If it is a novel of Houellebecq, I think, though, that he had made it to the end, more effective. Perhaps, in a paradoxical utopia of small-scale farming and locally produced cheese to the women, and the dogs that survived. Or, on the contrary, is a disaster and the end of humanity as we know it. May have the been, if not a utopia, as a logical and acceptable.
that life is suffering and then you die, is the mantra that Houellebecq drum set in either of the two small books the Life out of him. ”The Schopenhauer " presence” of 2017, from a personal point of reflection of the favoritpartier from the philosopher's ”World as will and idea,” and ”the Life of the levnadsvishet”.
at last, a kindred spirit!
Houellebecq is describing the encounter with It is almost like falling in love. Coincidentally, borrows money, he in the late twenties, ”the World as will and idea” in the library, and to become obsessive, confused, and full of the great pessimist. At last, a kindred spirit! Then, is Houellebecq at the very beginning of his career as a writer, and has published a book of poetry. During one intense week, " he writes, a few years later, and the ”Stay alive” (1997). ”A ways,” he calls it, ”An ars poetica,” it could have been, or, ”Advice to a young writer,” just like in the book of charles Baudelaire , as it is similar to the. It is a collection of furiously taking notes about the world's misery, and of the poetry which is its antidote.
Two of the new Houellebecq books are actually something of a treat for those who love to go for long periods of time in between the novels. They are both small, the scriptures, overlapping each other, going in and out of each other, like a tapestry, almost like a new work of art together. Both of them are also equipped with a light on and the afterword (in particular, Christopher Leandoers the text ”Stay alive” is comprehensive and interesting, nothing really needs to be added), and provides an in-depth understanding of the Houellebecqs of the interior. In particular, it is interesting to hear him, that is, at least in our country, is known primarily as a novelist, to speak of poetry as the supreme being.
- Michel Houellebecq.Photo by: < / b> Martin Meissner / associated press
In an interview from 2017, which says Houellebecq, he's always writing poetry with the sense that it is a combination of the words, he wrote, existed before he did, and he just happened to discover it. ”I feel more and more like an explorer than like a designer.” This is a Private , words to the effect that he sees the sculpture to rest inside a marble block, and chop it until it is free – it is an absolute truth waiting to be unveiled.
And this is one of the characteristics of Houellebecq, it is his sanningssträvan. About her life now consists of suffering, and so it is that suffering that generates a truth, that of poetry (and of art in themselves, provided that: ”When you are with others, evokes a mixture of horrified pity and contempt, you will know that you are on the right track. You can start to write it”, ”remember that you are basically already dead,” the ”Stay alive”.
" It's already dead, has, of course, have nothing to lose and can, therefore, write the same way. The whole of the Houellebecqs deed as an author, is a proof of that: he says himself, time and time again down into humanity, civilization, and sexuality a bottom, it's ugly, painful and atrocious, consistently follow its own advice to the press on the pain points. The truth makes him free, and freedom allows him to be true.
the Poet, as the selected studies, that is.
that the Poet should be proud to spend some time, do not align themselves with the one, and enduring the loneliness: ”to Connect you to something. Or join, and to do immediately with treason.” It's a stance that goes against the present-day aversion to the solitary male genius, and in particular the post-metoo. And, as Houellebecq is, Houellebecq goes for he, of course, more than that.
”In Schopenhauer's presence”, he says, that writing is the result of ”an inherent and, thus, impossible to learn – flair for the passive, and as well as avtrubbat contemplating the world,” and that the poet has been left with ”a mere perception of which is usually only found in the infancy, insanity, or drömstoff.” The poet, as the selected studies, but at the same time, uttered by a poet, who probably would never call himself a man of genius, who, despising himself, despising the world, to suffer, to be in it. As a type, in order to stay alive.
That sounds awfully dark to the whole thing, but the nice thing about Houellebecq is that it never feels that way. In his observation of the spring's pandemic, " he added as he feels that it is a simple virus, and we have to make do with the ”It's not even sexually transmitted.” A typical comment from a writer who, in spite of the pessimism, and the svartsynen will never lose the ability to be a lot of fun. Just how are these two books: As, to look down into the abyss and find the abyss smiles back. < / span> < / span> < / span>the ESSAYS in
- MICHEL HOUELLEBECQ
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by Therese Bohman is a writer and konstredaktör in the Swedish newspaper Expressen kultursida. Her most recent novel, ”Aftonland”. < / span> < / span>
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