Summaries
ends tomorrow The 21st Paris Book Salon . It’s nice that a reputable business newspaper found it necessary to send a special correspondent there; It’s even nicer that, judging by his report , “absolutely the whole of Paris is covered with billboards advertising Michel Houellebecq’s novel “Elementary Particles.” The slogan appearing on the poster sounds like this: “Stop talking about it, now read .” Who would have thought: we read Elementary Particles, published in French in 1998 and immediately awarded two literary prizes, in in October 2000. Russian back These Parisians are slow: for the third year in a row they’ve been talking, talking about Houellebecq, until the very I still can't get the books.
Here you will inevitably experience national pride. And under the influence of another newspaper report - about the recent St. Petersburg seminar “Libraries and the Book Market” - this pride risks spilling over into first-class conceit, so it’s better not to follow the link, but I’ll quote the striking passage: “From fiction, which makes up a noticeable part of St. Petersburg’s new products , today the so-called “consumer goods” are practically excluded - detective stories, science fiction, sentimental novels... But literature for the intellectual reader is produced much more actively . " Creepy with a gun. Is it really possible that the largest Petrograd manufacturer of “literature for the intellectual reader,” Mr. Nazarov (“Amphora”), has already managed to organize a night of long knives for his competitors, and I don’t even know? -tell me? Mind me, mind you; Dead ones don't bite.
Links
Network Ms. B uses the novel “A Handful of People” by French film actress Anna Vyazemsky (M.: Text) as a starting point for a conversation about the neglected state of ex-noble estates. Tuesday's review of new book releases from leading paper critic S is friendly to the point of complimentary and, probably, that's why it's dry and abrupt. The review is entirely devoted to the products of the publishing house "New Literary Review" . A regular author of the popular liberal weekly D to merciless psychoanalysis subjects the personality of D.S. Merezhkovsky . I think in this case the Freudian technique D is justified; people like DSM belong on the couch. Placed in a thick daily newspaper feuilleton by critic E about Yuri Kuznetsov's poem "The Way of Christ". The post is really funny - especially the quotes. Online reviewer F to smithereens rips Pelagia and the Black Monk Boris Akunin's . Grigory Chkhartishvili is accused of something of which he is rightfully proud: plot and stylistic quotation. It’s curious: at least two people who responded to “The Monk” compared this novel with “The Hound of the Baskervilles”; F - third. It seems to me that the key dog is buried not in English soil, but in Danish soil. If I knew how to make a phone call, I would dial Grigory Shalvovich’s number: “Really, you read “Smilla and Her Sense of Snow” by Peter Hegh? Well, admit it, you really liked this book... Eh?..” I would hear the answer and fall asleep peacefully .
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