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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
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- Titel
- Het leven is elders
- Sprache
- Niederländisch
- Autor*innen
- Milan Kundera, Jana Beranová
- Verlag
- Flamingo
- Erscheinungsdatum
- 2000
- Einband
- Paperback
- Seitenzahl
- 361
- ISBN10
- 9041404856
- ISBN13
- 9789041404855
- Reihe
- Schlagwörter
- Belletristik, Historisches Thema, Philosophisches Thema, Tschechische Literatur, Klassiker, Liebe, Politik, Leben, Ehe, Prag, Tschechische Republik, Lyrik, Träume, Mamas, Kommunismus, Eifersucht, Betrügereien, Autobiografische Romane, Existenzialismus, Dichter, Künstlerroman, Milan Kundera
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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.