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The author intially intended to call this noel, " 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 scarosanct 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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Life is Elsewhere, Milan Kundera
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- Année de publication
- 1987
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- Titre
- Life is Elsewhere
- Langue
- Anglais
- Auteurs
- Milan Kundera
- Éditeur
- Faber and Faber
- Publié
- 1987
- Format
- souple
- Pages
- 319
- ISBN10
- 0571149030
- ISBN13
- 9780571149032
- Séries
- Mots clés
- Fiction, Thème historique, Thématique philosophique, Littérature tchèque, Classiques, Amour, Politique, Vie, Mariage, Prague, République tchèque, Lyrique, Rêves, Mères, Communisme, Jalousie, Fraudes, Romans autobiographiques, Existentialisme, Poètes et poétesses, Romans d'artistes, Milan Kundera
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- Zivot je jinde
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- The author intially intended to call this noel, " 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 scarosanct 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.