Funny in places, but quite difficult to understand what Beckett s getting at.
From a text I have just sent.
Bloody hell Strange life isn t it Strange how we can do something with no real thought about it and it leads to something big I didn t want to start reading Les Mis without Erin And on Friday I bought a copy of Dante and the Lobster just on a whim Saw it in WH Smith for two quid Just decided to read that instead Absolutely blown away Best short story I ve ever read Mad X Thought Belacqua, It S A Quick Death, God Help Us All It Is Not Dante and the Lobster Is The First Of The Linked Short Stories In Samuel Beckett S First Book, More Pricks Than Kicks Published In , Its Style Was Recognisably Indebted To That Of His Mentor, James Joyce, And Crammed With Linguistic Texture And Allusion That Beckett Later Shed The Book Baffled Many Critics And Sold So Few Copies That Several Batches Were ¿ read É Dante and the Lobster by Samuel Beckett ☆ PulpedDecades Later, This Story Was Hailed As The Nobel Prize Winner S Earliest Important Work Beckett is a play write whom I have a lot of respect for He helped pushed the medium of theatre with plays such as Not I which is unlike anything that has been done before and since Although I always feel Beckett walks a fine line between creative and clever works and utter pretentiousness seen in plays such as Breath which can be scarcely seen as a play at all I feel like this short story for the most part sits on the pretentious side of Beckett s work It all felt very snide, making as much pompous sub text as possible in a very disingenuous way I feel like a lot of great authors use sub text to get their meaning across in a way that seems necessary and intelligent without being snide With this story nothing of worth really happens till the last page which I will admit gave me a shiver and was written superbly However I cant forgive twenty or so pages of drivel that is m qua whatever lol Æ Dante and the Lobster ☆ Wacky BeckettA short tale opening More Pricks Than Kicks, quite short to be sold individually, but giving a glance into the mind and style of the younger, prewar author Belacqua drawn from the outside in third person, is an unpleasant protagonist as indeed many of the later monologuists are if examined closely, but Beckett here still seems to have some creative distance from the misanthropy of his character Even so none of the other characters excite our pure sympathies and you can almost feel the unconscious delight at such a clear round of likeability.
I m honestly not sure how I feel about this one, I found it quite funny but half of the time I didn t know what was happening I could probably do with re reading it to form a valid opinion.
who does beckett think he is, putting down buttered toast like that there s a fine line between well crafted language and vaguely nonsensical sentences and i m a little on the fence as to where this falls