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Chargement... Nogpar Rudy Wurlitzer
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Inscrivez-vous à LibraryThing pour découvrir si vous aimerez ce livre Actuellement, il n'y a pas de discussions au sujet de ce livre. A crazy, strange, wonderful read! The protagonist ( is he Nod? Lockett? other?) sort of flows through life, from one strange trip to another. He starts on a beach, in a storm, with an octopus. Then he's on a mattress, in a hallway, in a house. Then on a ridge, above a commune/ghost town. Finally, on a ship. Often with Meredith. Maybe. Sometimes obsessed with a black bag. Just going with the flow. If the flow is really going. Nog unfurls as though Wurlitzer deliberately narrates everyday experience in a stridently alien tone. It seems the effect is achieved by selecting an ambivalent perspective from which to describe that experience, as though to force the reader to examine the mundane with greater attention, less preconception. (Naked lunch.) Example: the narrator makes no effort to employ a constant verb tense, not even within the same paragraph. It's unclear whether the changing tense is random, or follows some unidentified rule. Similarly, memory isn't demarcated from wish / vision / hallucination; events are tentatively sequenced; even the narrator's decisions and emotions shift (more than once, from sentence to sentence). It's interesting that the very same prose serves at times as an absurdist novel, at other times as an existentialist prose poem. The repetitive phrasing and preoccupations of the narrator are in places reminiscent of Nausea. One result is that the novel shows consciousness building (being built from) connected impressions, whether recollected or invented. So why select those specific impressions, discard others, and then consider the ensuing experience "awareness"? And who / what, precisely, is responsible for "selecting" at all? Nog suggests the human need for narrative is such that we will invent one as readily as discern or uncover one. How "fictional" is a novel, in light of this? How relevant authorial intent? Me: I may have been one of the few people to read this book back then. God knows for years I would thrust my tattered copy at friends and insist they read it. My best friend and I still use phrases in conversation that we picked up from the book 20 years ago ("hasten a focus" comes to mind). For some reason I even remember the moment I purchased the book, in paperback, in a Woolworth's back in 1970, mostly because of its "psychedelic" cover art and the promise that "NOG is to literature what Dylan is to music." After a single, futile attempt at reading it, I found it on the shelf in my old bedroom at my parents' house one day in 1974, and noted that a glowing blurb from my favorite author, Thomas Pynchon, graced its back cover. If there is a message in "NOG", it may be: mental illness and hallucinogens are probably not a very good combination. Then again, there's more to "NOG" then meets the eye. Leo: After being badgered by the Casa Marina Reading Club in the late '70's to read this (resulting in my subsequent slide into NOG-like obscurity), I can state with some experience that this book exerts an influence on its readers. Rumors abound that Wurlitzer was an itinerant goat herder who strived to simplify his life: to date these rumors are unsubstantiated. However, there is evidence that "NOG" is an influence in the writings of Thomas Pynchon and Christopher Moore. Chuck Norris has been known to quote significant passages from the book in some of his Westerns and credits the book with his zen-like approach to martial arts. A good read - and a way of life. Me: Ditto on that Chuck Norris thing there. As a founding member of the CMRC, I can tell you that everyone who got past page 50 of NOG are now captains of industry, talk show hosts, and generally just fun people, although you wouldn't want them to, say, sleep over or even arrange a play date with your kids. In fact, forget what I just said. No one will ever recapture the special time/space continuum that those chosen few did when they mentioned, did I mention the effect on Chuck Norris? Truly inspirational stuff, Leo. But where are you? Trixie and Juanita were asking about you the other day, or was that...? aucune critique | ajouter une critique
Nog is about a man riding through American Space, space that is vast and choked and silent. Nog is a journey without end, a journey of one man without history, without tradition. The road is brutal, energetic, sometimes funny, and insanely fast. Aucune description trouvée dans une bibliothèque |
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I could try to coax meaning out of Nog's plot but that seems a disservice to its nature.
Much better to let its mood continue to wash over me as it slowly recedes from memory... ( )