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The author initially intended to call this novel, The Lyrical Age . The lyrical age, according to Kundera, is youth, and this novel, above all, is an epic of adolescence; an ironic epic that tenderly erodes sacrosanct values: childhood, motherhood, revolution, and even poetry. Jaromil is in fact a poet. His mother made hima poet and accompanies him (figuratively) to his love bed and (literally) to his deathbed. A ridiculous and touching character, horrifying and totally innocent ("innocence with its bloody smile"!), Jaromil is at the same time a true poet. He's no creep, he's Rimbaud. Rimbaud entrapped by the communist revolution, entrapped in a somber farce.
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Het leven is elders, Milan Kundera, Jana Beranová
- Lingua
- Pubblicato
- 1993
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- Titolo
- Het leven is elders
- Lingua
- Olandese
- Autori
- Milan Kundera, Jana Beranová
- Editore
- Ambo/Anthos Uitgevers
- Pubblicato
- 1993
- Formato
- In brossura
- Pagine
- 347
- ISBN10
- 902631261X
- ISBN13
- 9789026312618
- Serie
- Tag
- Narrativa, Tema stórico, Tematica filosofica, Letteratura ceca, Classici, Amore, Politica, Vita, Matrimonio, Praga, Repubblica Ceca, Lirica, Sogni, Mamme, Comunismo, Gelosia, Frodi, Romanzi autobiografici, Esistenzialismo, Poeti e poetesse, Romanzi sugli artisti, Milan Kundera
- Titolo originale
- Zivot je jinde
- Valutazione
- 4 su 5
- Descrizione
- The author initially intended to call this novel, The Lyrical Age . The lyrical age, according to Kundera, is youth, and this novel, above all, is an epic of adolescence; an ironic epic that tenderly erodes sacrosanct values: childhood, motherhood, revolution, and even poetry. Jaromil is in fact a poet. His mother made hima poet and accompanies him (figuratively) to his love bed and (literally) to his deathbed. A ridiculous and touching character, horrifying and totally innocent ("innocence with its bloody smile"!), Jaromil is at the same time a true poet. He's no creep, he's Rimbaud. Rimbaud entrapped by the communist revolution, entrapped in a somber farce.