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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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- 1987
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- Titul
- Life is Elsewhere
- Jazyk
- anglicky
- Autoři
- Milan Kundera
- Vydavatel
- Faber and Faber
- Rok vydání
- 1987
- Vazba
- měkká
- Počet stran
- 319
- ISBN10
- 0571149030
- ISBN13
- 9780571149032
- Série
- Štítky
- Beletrie, Historické téma, Česká literatura, Filosofická tématika, Láska, Klasika, Politika, Život, Manželství, Praha, Česká republika, Lyrika, Sny, Matky, Komunismus, Žárlivost, Podvody, Autobiografické romány, Existencialismus, Básníci a básnířky, Romány o umělcích, Milan Kundera
- Původní název
- Zivot je jinde
- Hodnocení
- 4 z 5
- Anotace
- 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.