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Registre-se no LibraryThing tpara descobrir se gostará deste livro. Ainda não há conversas na Discussão sobre este livro. This comic novel primarily concerns itself with sex and love, together and apart. It centers on Professor Leopold Roth, happily married but consumed with the apparent exoticism of Indian culture. Surrounded by sexual obsessives of both the bluestocking and bimbo variety, and inspired by the advice of well-meaning friends (“The clitoris is to the vagina what the mezuzah is to the threshold of the Jewish home. It must be kissed before enteringâ€?), he becomes fixated on Lalita—her name is far from the only Nabokovian nod on display. He sees her as his dream of India made flesh and begins a translation of the Kama Sutra as a paean to her, although much of his work involves contriving a plan to spirit her to the land of his fantasies and her ancestors. The text he produces and his commentary on it, along with an additional layer of interpretation supplied by a much less erotically inclined graduate student, is the novel we have before us. Its most notable feature is the range of styles it parodies. It’s a pastiche of academic pedantry, paperback smut, letters of introduction, diary entries, and even board game directions, and in each case, the tone is near-perfect. Wherever the humor might be hampered by the less-than-fresh premise, it’s buoyed by sure-handed execution. Siegel, as a real-life professor of Indian religions, knows his material well enough to treat it deftly, without undue deference. He’s larded his satire with learning and packed it with serious issues; his great accomplishment is that the result is a surprisingly easy entertainment. sem resenhas | adicionar uma resenha
Love in a Dead Language is a love story, a translation of an Indian sex manual, an erotic farce, and a murder mystery rolled into one. Enticing the reader to follow both victims and celebrants of romantic love on their hypertextual voyage of folly and lust-through movie posters, upside-down pages, the Kamasutra: Game of Love board game, and even a proposed CD-ROM, Love in a Dead Language exposes the complicities between the carnal and the intellectual, the erotic and the exotic and, in the end, is an outrageous operatic portrayal of romantic love. "Rare is the book that makes one stop and wonder: Is this a literary masterpiece or do I need my head examined? But such is the alternately awe-inspiring and goofy thrall cast by Lee Siegel's Love in a Dead Language. . . . His work stands out as a book that is not simply a novel but its own genus of rollicking, narrative scholarship . . . it is just the cerebral aphrodisiac we need." --Carol Lloyd, Salon "Immensely clever and libidinously hilarious. . . . [T]he most astonishing thing about Love in a Dead Language is its ingenious construction. Insofar as any printed volume can lay claim to being a multimedia work, this book earns that distinction." --Paul di Filippo, Washington Post Book World "Now along comes Lee Siegel, who mixes a bit of Borges with some Nabokov and then adds an erotic gloss from the Kama Sutra to write Love in a Dead Language, a witty, bawdy, language-rich farce of academic life. . . . Whether it is post-modern or not, Love in a Dead Language is pulled off with such unhinged élan by Mr. Siegel that it is also plain good fun, a clever, literate satire in which almost everything is both travestied and, strangely, loved by its author." --Richard Bernstein, The New York Times "Love in a Dead Language deserves space on the short, high shelf of literary wonders." --Tom LeClair, New York Times Book Review 1999 New York Times Book Review Notable Book of the Year Não foram encontradas descrições de bibliotecas. |
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This book is a deployment of cutting-edge devil-may-care scholarly method. It stretches and plays with textual conventions to demonstrate theses such as these: Translation is an attempt at transmigration of consciousness, while reincarnation is itself mythopoesis. Love is a confabulation, a collaboration on a narrative that can only be "true" in a performative sense.
Love in a Dead Language includes sex farce, genuine love story, cultural satire, and gastropodology. It is a genre-buster with metatextual convolutions, like The Chess Garden of Brooks Hansen. Readers who objected to a footnoted fantasy novel like Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell should give this one a wide berth! As Siegel has his alter-translator Roth quote his wife concerning her grandfather's Indian memoir, "It's shameless in every way--erotically, morally, politically, religiously ... even rhetorically" (72). Abandon your sense of textual propriety at the threshold of a book that trains itself on fantasies of "the inconstant subcontinent of my incontinent subconscious" (11)!
No worthwhile book about love fails to be a book about death, and from the opening pages of this one, the reader is advised that Professor Roth is already dead, murdered even. Despite a foreseeable (but simultaneously comic and profound) twist at the end, Love in a Dead Language offers more openings than closure. "Most people, I suppose, don't finish their lives; they die before they've resolved all the themes, taken care of all the characters, established a unity of narrative, peripety, and discovery out of the random episodes of experience" (327).
This is a book with a fascinating surplus of authors, and even Siegel, the most empirically actual of them, seems determined to slip into a state of fictionality, if not myth. On one level, the present text appears to be an attempt to re-invent (in a contemporary context) the lost second translation of the Kamasutra by Captain Burton (in papers destroyed by Burton's widow, cf. 285-6). In a Varanasi restroom, Roth imagines himself as the rebirth of Burton, himself reincarnating Vatsyayana, who was the bodily vessel of the earlier author Auddalaki. By implication, Siegel identifies in this passage with the god Shiva, "laugh[ing] at the spectacle of men who try to write books about love" (243).
Expect to laugh out loud often in the reading of this outrageously smart and insightful book.