Newspaper (French Literature) by Édouard Levé


Newspaper (French Literature)
Title : Newspaper (French Literature)
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ISBN : 156478195X
ISBN-10 : 9781564781956
Language : English
Format Type : Paperback
Number of Pages : 128
Publication : First published January 1, 2004

In Newspaper, Edouard Levé’s second “novel,” the acclaimed writer, photographer, and artist made perhaps his most radical attempt to remove himself from his own work.

Consisting of fictionalized newspaper articles, arranged according to broad sections—some familiar, some not—Newspaper provides a tour of the modern world as reported by its supposedly impartial chroniclers. Much of this “news” is quite sad, some is funny. The work as a whole serves as a gory parody of the way we have been taught to see our lives and the lives of our fellow human beings.


Newspaper (French Literature) Reviews


  • Pečivo

    Tady Levé vzal krátké novinové články a bez přesných dat a konkrétních údajů o místech a osobách je našvihal za sebe. Bohužel to není to Pravé.

    Peči vzal červenou tužku a napsal 3/10. Naštěstí to bylo krátký. A s Levém se i tak máme rádi. Tak já to taky tady nechám krátký tu recenzi. Protože na ptáky jsme krátký!

  • Nate D

    Perhaps more audacious and noteworthy in form than content, here Levé sardonically reproduces a newspaper cover to cover, moving from deathly bleak vignettes of international strife on the front page into towards the absurd frivolity of celebrities, sports and job listings towards the back. In recontextualizing this format that we usually take for granted, he manages to make actual newspapers seem like awfully strange literary objects. I admit I was hoping for a bit more emergent meta-narrative than just the oddly recurring references to skiers disobeying trail markers (although this was pretty funny). Seems like there is some more untapped potential in this sort of exercise.

  • PaperBird

    Did a review of this book here:
    https://youtu.be/_WTC3cBBrAo

  • Charles Dee Mitchell

    Edourad Levé’s Newspaper offers us all the news of any major city daily, sequenced in the progression we have come to expect. He opens with international and national events before moving on to the soft news of sports and culture He ends with the weather, classifieds and TV listings. His fragmentary stories present an overload of facts, but he renders proper names and locations, the details that should give the accounts their relevance, as generalities. In the international section, terrorist attack take a “seaside resort hotel” or a “foreign country’s cultural center.” A cycle of violence continues between “two countries.” There are “ruling presidents” and “former dictators.” In the Economics section, while corporations and their leaders remain anonymous what is familiar is the audacity of their duplicitous official statements. One unnamed CEO reminds us that, “being investigated is in no way the same as being found guilty.” Levé’ fills his Sports section with an earnest blend of cliché and hyperbole that rings true in its account of comebacks, victories, and defeats. Unnamed actors, artists, and writers fill the Culture section with solemnly pronounced insights to their creative processes that are as pretentious as they are absurd.

    Levé transforms the news into the drone of noise that underlies it. Reading international news can be discouraging, but here it becomes mind numbing. Frustration builds with no particular figures at which to direct one’s anger or disdain. But there is a weirdly playful quality throughout this work. For a writer it must be fun to make this stuff up. Among the international atrocities and corporate malfeasances there are stories that could be lifted directly from the news and stripped of identifying markers, but there are others too good or to horrific to be true. Or so you can only hope. Some of his most absurd turns could be true. His film listings sound like generic Hollywood offerings, but one stands out as particularly ridiculous: “…city dwellers become increasingly obsessed with spiral imagery, and eventually metamorphose into snails.” Sounds like a joke, but that’s Junji Ito’s Uzumaki. I’ve both read the manga and seen the film.

    Levé’s fiction comes in quotation marks. His four prose works play complicated games with narrative and autobiography. Here he may undermine his purpose because his fidelity to the newspaper format produced in me, just as does any real newspaper, an at times irresistible urge to skim. But that effect could be a sign of his success.

    (This review was made possible by an advance copy from Net Galley.)

  • Jeff Bursey

    Three-and-a-half, really. More explorations of fiction and what it can do. This is a newspaper in a novel, divided into sections, made up of fabricated stories, stories that sound like what you'd see in any paper, and some articles that bring to mind other works. More to say later.

    Here's the more considered approach:


    http://www.winnipegreview.com/wp/2015...

  • Dylan

    This deconstructs the concept of the newspaper by casting these more or less believable article snippets in fiction, thus calling into the question the presentation of news. Whether it's our focus on the most brutal of crimes, the most boring of business news, the ridiculous qualifications job postings request, or the potential banality of obituaries, the weather, and sports. Works best as a conceptual piece of art, not as an entertaining or even that intellectually stimulating read. I thought the best snippets were the first few in the Arts & Culture section.

  • filip

    "V bytovém domě v lidové čtvrti velkého města žije muž trpící průjmem. Protože tlakový kanalizační systém nefunguje, splachuje muž toaletu vodou z konve. Kontaminované cákance ulpívají na stěnách a proniknou do větracího systému. Šíří se tak do ostatních pater, znovu se spojí s vlhkostí v koupelnách a nakazí další obyvatele. Ti následně také dostanou průjem a poté, co je obnoveno fungování kanalizace, šíří se nákaza dál odpadními vodami. Během několika dní se nakazí tři sta osob a třicet pět zemře. Virus se dále šíří vzduchem."

  • Montaine Machu

    Ce journal est vraiment déstabilisant. Les différents sujets se succèdent et ils nous questionnent sur notre propre vie. Abordant des sujets forts comme la guerre, la politique, la religion, les médias, la justice, la mort, homicide, ou des sujets plus légers comme le sport, la littérature, l'art, la musique... C'était très fort.

  • Matthew Hinea

    I like this book a lot, I think it's "perfect"

  • Tom

    The jacket describes it as a satire of how the media makes us see other human beings, but it reads more like a realization of how one very somber person perceives the world.

  • Hyego

    The novelty wears out fast. By the end of the first chapter, it already feels like an experiment extended too far. A first for a Levé book.

  • Pierre Warum

    Awesome.

  • Max

    it's like reading a magazine with every subjects in it. no plots behind but the small paragraphs make it a pageturner.

  • Evan

    Benedict Anderson described the newspaper as the epitome of modern temporality. Each issue, regardless of where or in what language it may be published, declares itself an archive of all that is worthy of note, anywhere and everywhere, on that day. To this end, wrote Anderson, newspapers deploy a homogeneous vocabulary that presents each ruler (be he chairman, prime minister or ayatollah) and each nation as instances of generic types. The reader is invited to experience all events everywhere as cognizable and structurally familiar, easily categorized as "Politics" or "Business" or "Arts"

    With prose that is often dry to the point of affectlessness, Édouard Levé's Newspaper sets out as a phenomenology of journalistic homogeneity. However, the novel satirically dismantles the universality of newspapers, revealing the inherent banality of journalistic description and its simplistic taxonomical structure.

    One settles into the reading of the novel as if indulging in the signature modern pleasure of perusing a newspaper from cover to cover. On a Sunday morning perhaps. At a breakfast table or in a municipal park or on a train. The novel provides just enough descriptive specificity to invoke the familiar comforts of the world citizen consuming the daily paper.

    However, Levé never names people or places. Even specific currency becomes "monetary units." Events, technologies, artworks, tragedies all flow past in this reductio ad absurdum. As one peruses Newspaper, the presumption of simple readerly pleasure gives way to sickening unease, an emptiness at the core of pleasure. Nothing is happening anywhere in particular or to anyone in particular. The modern world, that triumph of universalism, smothers all of humanity in a deterritorializing shroud of undifferentiated form.

    What Anderson describes as a fundamentally modern (and nation-bound) consciousness has become, for Levé, the anxious underside of modernity-- existential nausea and the melting of all that is solid. That core nausea, so distinct from the playful bravura of postmodern fiction, gives the novel a late modernist mouth feel, and yet its finish (to extend the wine metaphor) is thoroughly deconstructive. Overall, the newspaper, as quintessential digest of the quotidian, is revealed as anti-repository, an instrument for stripping everyday existence of significance.

  • Tom

    Newspaper is Edouard Levé’s hard stare at contemporary newspapers, or what remains of them. Not so much newspapers as newspapers but what they represent: interests of the time about the time of interest. Unlike Kenneth Goldsmith’s Day, which exactly duplicates an entire issue of The New York Times, from left to right, top to bottom, but minus typographic signals that indicate change of subject or difference between article and advertisement—so that the rhetoric used to describe international and national events, sports, weather, and entertainment are as much of Goldsmith’s topic as the news deemed “fit to print,” Levé’s Newspaper is invented, using tropes and stereotypes common to journalism and to the type of topic covered. But by inventing his newspaper, he also parodies it and therefore comments on it as he goes along, so that the stories themselves are the point. And, yes, the stories are dreary because of their predictability (which I assume is Levé’s point, not failing): massacres abroad, corruption at home, mindless drivel served up as diversions from the massacres and corruption. Newspaper reads as an exercise in exhaustion, as a comment on a world dependable for its unswerving commitment to duplicity and destruction. Not nearly as strong as his devastating Suicide, which instead of resignation is propelled by confusion, desire (to understand), and personal (rather than generalized) sadness.

  • Allan MacDonell

    Bare bones reality is what fictions usually are fleshed out from, in most cases by layering in narrative and theme and character. Dead French dude Édouard Levé took an opposing tack in Newspaper, a parody concept novel that strips world events to the essentials of an RSS feed with all names, dates and countries of origin redacted. The creepy slim result—prophetic, cursed with perfect-pitch recall, pinned in the moment—is devoid of any reassurance that humanity can escape the sad predictability of its future, history or present.

  • Lukáš Palán

    Éda Levák z Croasánt země na mě udělal velkej dojem svejma knížkama, ale tady se to jaksi minulo nikoliv účinkem, ale efektem. Zatímco podobně koncipovaný Díla byly ještě docela zábavný, protože byly vtipný nebo ujetý, Newspaper na mě působil jen jako zajímavý hokus pokus o vytvoření komplexní alternativní reality, ale bohužel je ve finále stejně zajímavý a záživný jako reálné novinový ústřižky a články.

  • Joseph Schreiber

    I do like a lot of meta fictional and experimental work but I am not the reader for this book. It is readable in small doses, but life is short and there is little to engage here. Abandoned.

  • Vojtěch

    Nepříznakové noviny. Levé přesně chytil tu hranu, kde se láme deskripce a konstrukce, skutečné a smyšlené, formální a jedinečné.