Adventures of Sindbad
In these stories, the rake Sindbad, emblem of the dying romantic Austro-Hungarian Empire, revisits old lovers, sometimes alive, sometimes as a ghost. Nothing much happens beyond the evocation of a dreamlike atmosphere. Krudy/Sindbad is not much concerned with love itself, but rather the heights and depths which passion - sensual, erotic, emotional - drives the imagination, and the cruelty and fickleness of appetites and egos.
Variations on a theme without much variation. Useful introduction and graceful translation by George Szirtes.
To judge by my recent acquisitions, 'surreal works of fiction by 20th century central European authors' is starting to eclipse 'elevated genre fiction' as my reading brand of choice. Much of this is the influence of (here we are again) the New York Review of Books Classic's Editions (did I get the nomenclature right without checking? I've heard people just say NYRB Classics, which is objectively an aesthetic misstep, what with the the awkward 4/5 abbreviation), part of it is because a little bit
Sindbad is a rake, a philanderer, the Don Juan of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. He is also dead, but keeps loving all the women he has once seduced, and expects them to keep pining for him as well... Twenty-four fantastic and nostalgic tales, originally published between 1911 and 1917, about a sort of Hungarian Casanova called (why not?) "Sindbad." But this Sindbad is not a sailor, but a voyager in the realms of memory and the imagination. Sindbad haunts both Hungary's capital and the obscure
Delightful but pale and disjointed compared to Sunflower.
There is a pale crust of tender nostalgic longing on the surface of this book. You could taste the bitter lament of lost places, scents, voices, images. The fragmented line of the narrative feels like a dream, a misty tender dream reminding you of a strange place looks like home, even though you never saw it before.WonderfulIf you read "the man without qualities", then you are familiar with the Austro-Hungarian Empire, but through the eyes of an Austrian writer. This is a good book to see the
Gyula Krúdy
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Title | : | Adventures of Sindbad |
Author | : | Gyula Krúdy |
Book Format | : | Paperback |
Book Edition | : | Deluxe Edition |
Pages | : | Pages: 206 pages |
Published | : | June 1st 1998 by Central European University Press (first published 1911) |
Categories | : | European Literature. Hungarian Literature. Cultural. Hungary. Fiction. Short Stories. Literature |
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In these marvellously written tales, Sindbad, a voyager in the realms of memory and imagination, travels through the centuries in pursuit of an ideal of love that is directed as much at the feminine essence as at his individual lovers. Whether the women he seduces and loves are projections of his desire, or he of theirs, is a moot question.These short stories flow without a strict narrative framework Sindbad journeys between the past and the present and is merely a ghost in many of his adventures. Although Sindbad can move through time, it is time that proves his chief enemy, and youth that remains his real love. This deeply autumnal book, full of resonances and associations, is an erotic elegy to the dying Habsburg empire.Itemize Books During Adventures of Sindbad
ISBN: | 9639116122 (ISBN13: 9789639116122) |
Edition Language: | English |
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Gyula Krúdy was a Hungarian writer and journalist.Gyula Krúdy was born in Nyíregyháza, Hungary. His father was a lawyer and his mother was a maid working for the aristocratic Krúdy family. His parents did not marry until Gyula was 17 years old. In his teens, Gyula published newspaper pieces and began writing short stories. Although his father wanted him to become a lawyer, Gyula worked as anIn these stories, the rake Sindbad, emblem of the dying romantic Austro-Hungarian Empire, revisits old lovers, sometimes alive, sometimes as a ghost. Nothing much happens beyond the evocation of a dreamlike atmosphere. Krudy/Sindbad is not much concerned with love itself, but rather the heights and depths which passion - sensual, erotic, emotional - drives the imagination, and the cruelty and fickleness of appetites and egos.
Variations on a theme without much variation. Useful introduction and graceful translation by George Szirtes.
To judge by my recent acquisitions, 'surreal works of fiction by 20th century central European authors' is starting to eclipse 'elevated genre fiction' as my reading brand of choice. Much of this is the influence of (here we are again) the New York Review of Books Classic's Editions (did I get the nomenclature right without checking? I've heard people just say NYRB Classics, which is objectively an aesthetic misstep, what with the the awkward 4/5 abbreviation), part of it is because a little bit
Sindbad is a rake, a philanderer, the Don Juan of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. He is also dead, but keeps loving all the women he has once seduced, and expects them to keep pining for him as well... Twenty-four fantastic and nostalgic tales, originally published between 1911 and 1917, about a sort of Hungarian Casanova called (why not?) "Sindbad." But this Sindbad is not a sailor, but a voyager in the realms of memory and the imagination. Sindbad haunts both Hungary's capital and the obscure
Delightful but pale and disjointed compared to Sunflower.
There is a pale crust of tender nostalgic longing on the surface of this book. You could taste the bitter lament of lost places, scents, voices, images. The fragmented line of the narrative feels like a dream, a misty tender dream reminding you of a strange place looks like home, even though you never saw it before.WonderfulIf you read "the man without qualities", then you are familiar with the Austro-Hungarian Empire, but through the eyes of an Austrian writer. This is a good book to see the
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