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La 4e de couverture indique : "Inspiré par les voyages surréalistes de cet « homme au million de mensonges » qu'est Marco Polo, Les Villes imaginaires plonge dans les rapports complexes qu'entretiennent les métropoles avec notre psyché. Cette somme unique en son genre balaie les siècles et les continents pour cartographier la mélancolie, les rêves et l'au-delà des villes. Voyages opiacés, grandes expéditions maritimes, quête de l'Atlantide et des Cités d'or, îles utopiques, explorations spatiales, golems en maraude, projets d'architectes visionnaires. .. L'auteur multiplie les angles de vue, les récits et les genres, passant de la grande histoire à l'anecdote, et nous invite à arpenter les jungles artificielles que nous habitons. Dans la lignée de Borges, Calvino ou Chris Marker, Darran Anderson signe un livre foisonnant à l'érudition remarquable, dans lequel il réinvente l'histoire urbaine et notre relation aux lieux où nous vivons."… (plus d'informations)
I really, really wish I didn't have to write this - I wanted so much to like it and everything about it should be something I like - but despite an absolutely fascinating premise, this book falls flat in its attempt to...well, I'm not sure. The semblances of topic sentences are absent from everywhere. The book follows a vague progression of meandering subjects, perhaps illuminating connections but more often than not merely appearing one after the other in a grouping of quasi-similar areas.
Darren Anderson curates a very interesting Twitter feed called Oniropolis, each tweet (or thread) of which usually features a collection of images from a given source or artist or city. It's simple, thought-provoking, and very well-spotted. Unfortunately, this book exists almost as a prose version of the same. Anderson flits from one book to a trio of films to the art of a noir painter without describing the works in any meaningful way. But the limitations of print mean that, despite such a visual analysis of the built environment, of art and architecture, it is the words that must suffice in lieu of pictures. But while Anderson's allusions are dense and heavy, they are also fleeting, with a captivating reference to something immediately moved on from, leaving the reader with little grasp of what that reference is or how to learn more about it.
Coming from Anderson's fertile mind, the sheer abundances of sources and references that go unexplained also means that much can escape the reader. For instance:
There are other stories which show us what is to be gained from seeing the city in cross-section; Chris Ware's Building Stories and Georges Perec's Life: A User's Manual. Yet this is by no means an intrinsically good thing as the prying protagonist of Barbusse's Hell finds out.
What is the plot in these? The subject? What do they share save a "cross-section" view of the city? Do they even come from a common period? With this book, you're left wanting for detail, the cumulus clouds of the word tags floating far overhead, casting only a shadow. This isn't to say that the book isn't interesting; indeed, these frustrations are so precisely because one would like to know more about the referred-to material. But in the absence of that detail - or, as I'll address, an easy means of finding it - Imaginary Cities confounds as often as it provokes.
I've saved the most pedantic for last, but the citation structure in Imaginary Cities is lamentable. It's astonishing that the University of Chicago Press, inventors of the ur-standard for citation formatting, seems to have skipped editing this volume entirely. Footnotes follow no given standard; whether or not they even end with a period is a crapshoot. Sometimes the author is included, sometimes the title, never the date. On occasion, without sufficient reference in the text itself, the footnote won't include anything more than a page number (edition? Publication date? Absent entirely). Half of the most interesting allusions in the text aren't even cited! Quotes from separate volumes will follow each other and yet only one given a partial citation. (And to be even more pedantic, sometimes the citation superscript is properly placed outside of punctuation; more often though, it inexplicable comes before even the period.) In short, as much as this book might prompt broader explorations of the material within, its inadequate references and citations make it difficult to further examine the source material. ( )
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"The need to be right is the sign of a vulgar mind"
-Albert Camus
Cities, like dreams, are made of desires and fears, even if the thread of their discourse is different, their rules are absurd, their perspectives deceitful, and everything conceals something else.
-Ital Calvino, 'Invisible cities'
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La 4e de couverture indique : "Inspiré par les voyages surréalistes de cet « homme au million de mensonges » qu'est Marco Polo, Les Villes imaginaires plonge dans les rapports complexes qu'entretiennent les métropoles avec notre psyché. Cette somme unique en son genre balaie les siècles et les continents pour cartographier la mélancolie, les rêves et l'au-delà des villes. Voyages opiacés, grandes expéditions maritimes, quête de l'Atlantide et des Cités d'or, îles utopiques, explorations spatiales, golems en maraude, projets d'architectes visionnaires. .. L'auteur multiplie les angles de vue, les récits et les genres, passant de la grande histoire à l'anecdote, et nous invite à arpenter les jungles artificielles que nous habitons. Dans la lignée de Borges, Calvino ou Chris Marker, Darran Anderson signe un livre foisonnant à l'érudition remarquable, dans lequel il réinvente l'histoire urbaine et notre relation aux lieux où nous vivons."
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Darren Anderson curates a very interesting Twitter feed called Oniropolis, each tweet (or thread) of which usually features a collection of images from a given source or artist or city. It's simple, thought-provoking, and very well-spotted. Unfortunately, this book exists almost as a prose version of the same. Anderson flits from one book to a trio of films to the art of a noir painter without describing the works in any meaningful way. But the limitations of print mean that, despite such a visual analysis of the built environment, of art and architecture, it is the words that must suffice in lieu of pictures. But while Anderson's allusions are dense and heavy, they are also fleeting, with a captivating reference to something immediately moved on from, leaving the reader with little grasp of what that reference is or how to learn more about it.
Coming from Anderson's fertile mind, the sheer abundances of sources and references that go unexplained also means that much can escape the reader. For instance:
What is the plot in these? The subject? What do they share save a "cross-section" view of the city? Do they even come from a common period? With this book, you're left wanting for detail, the cumulus clouds of the word tags floating far overhead, casting only a shadow. This isn't to say that the book isn't interesting; indeed, these frustrations are so precisely because one would like to know more about the referred-to material. But in the absence of that detail - or, as I'll address, an easy means of finding it - Imaginary Cities confounds as often as it provokes.
I've saved the most pedantic for last, but the citation structure in Imaginary Cities is lamentable. It's astonishing that the University of Chicago Press, inventors of the ur-standard for citation formatting, seems to have skipped editing this volume entirely. Footnotes follow no given standard; whether or not they even end with a period is a crapshoot. Sometimes the author is included, sometimes the title, never the date. On occasion, without sufficient reference in the text itself, the footnote won't include anything more than a page number (edition? Publication date? Absent entirely). Half of the most interesting allusions in the text aren't even cited! Quotes from separate volumes will follow each other and yet only one given a partial citation. (And to be even more pedantic, sometimes the citation superscript is properly placed outside of punctuation; more often though, it inexplicable comes before even the period.) In short, as much as this book might prompt broader explorations of the material within, its inadequate references and citations make it difficult to further examine the source material. ( )