Showing posts with label victor hugo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label victor hugo. Show all posts

Monday, October 20, 2008

Victor Hugo - A Fight With A Cannon

La vieuville was suddenly cut short by a cry of despair, and a the sametime a noise was heard wholly unlike any other sound. The cry and soundscame from within the vessel.
The captain and lieutenant rushed toward the gun-deck but could not getdown. All the gunners were pouring up in dismay.
Something terrible had just happened.
One of the carronades of the battery, a twenty-four pounder, had brokenloose.
This is the most dangerous accident that can possibly take place onshipboard. Nothing more terrible can happen to a sloop of was in open seaand under full sail.
A cannon that breaks its moorings suddenly becomes some strange,supernatural beast. It is a machine transformed into a monster. That shortmass on wheels moves like a billiard-ball, rolls with the rolling of theship, plunges with the pitching goes, comes, stops, seems to meditate,starts on its course again, shoots like an arrow from one end of thevessel to the other, whirls around, slips away, dodges, rears, bangs,crashes, kills, exterminates. It is a battering ram capriciouslyassaulting a wall. Add to this the fact that the ram is of metal, the wallof wood.
It is matter set free; one might say, this eternal slave was avengingitself; it seems as if the total depravity concealed in what we callinanimate things has escaped, and burst forth all of a sudden; it appearsto lose patience, and to take a strange mysterious revenge; nothing morerelentless than this wrath of the inanimate. This enraged lump leaps likea panther, it has the clumsiness of an elephant, the nimbleness of amouse, the obstinacy of an ox, the uncertainty of the billows, the zigzagof the lightning, the deafness of the grave. It weighs ten thousandpounds, and it rebounds like a child's ball. It spins and then abruptlydarts off at right angles.

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Book Choice: Les Miserables

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Les Miserables

An excellent article about Les Miserables, the 19th century masterpiece by Victor Hugo was published today in The Guardian, and it goes like this:

To begin with the central problem: the exorbitant length. Les Misérables is one of the longest novels in European literature. But length is not just a question of pages, it's also a question of tempo. And this is why Les Misérables is longer than the arithmetic of its length.
In his essay "The Curtain", Milan Kundera writes how "aesthetic concepts began to interest me only when I first perceived their existential roots, when I came to understand them as existential concepts . . ." A form is not free-floating; it is not purely a technical exercise, an external imposition. It is intimately, intricately linked to what it describes. "In the art of the novel," Kundera adds, "existential discoveries are inseparable from the transformation of form."

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