Title | : | The Man with the Black Coat: Russias Literature of the Absurd |
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ISBN | : | 0810115735 |
ISBN-10 | : | 9780810115736 |
Language | : | English |
Format Type | : | Paperback |
Number of Pages | : | 258 |
Publication | : | First published November 1, 1971 |
The Man with the Black Coat: Russias Literature of the Absurd Reviews
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I know I previously read some of these selections from the two most translated members of the Oberiuty, perhaps all, but not likely all, many certainly felt familiar, while others did not, or only parts of them felt familiar, so I might have read excerpts of others, but still it's always good to revisit the Oberiuty, every few years seems right, a reminder not to take literature too seriously but at the same time to take it deathly seriously, and to always have fun while doing so, fun that at the same time is dark, and dark fun always seems best to me. In the words of Daniil Kharms:
One must write poetry in such a way that if one threw the poem in a window, the pane would break.
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"My nonsense hurts a little" - there's no more accurate assessment of these treasures than that quote from the treasures themselves. Because nonsense does hurt; absurdity may at least be a stab at humor, but at the root is a fundamental void. This writing captures the incredible cathartic power of language while at the same time not ignoring dire reality that makes it possible.
"If only human beings sin, this means that the sins of the world are to be found in the human being himself. Sin does not enter into human beings, it only comes out of them. That is similar to food: human beings eat good things and evacuate bad things out of themselves. There are no bad things in the world, only that which has passed through human beings can become bad."
"I judge
I cut
I sit
I rage
No, I don't sin.
One more time.
I judge
I cut
I sit
No, I don't sin.
One more time
I judge
I cut
I sit
No, I don't sin." -
the best accidental library find ever.
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It is very interesting to know that there was a movement in Russia in the 1920's and 30's similar to Absurdism or Dada. In fact, there were several, including "zaum" and "oberiu". This 1971 book collects a bunch of very short stories and one play by Kharms, one play by Vvedensky, and one longer story by Kharms. That longer story, "The Old Woman", is the only one that I actually enjoyed reading (at a 3-star level).
The plays could, maybe, be fun to see if produced by a gifted company or done as an animated film. They are no better and no worse than things like
Ubu Roi or
The breasts of tiresias. But simply reading them is not much fun. (Note that I do think "Ubu Unchained", one of the sequels to "Ubu Roi", actually is fun to read.)
I'm glad they tried to create new things. I'm sad they were punished for it. But, still, not very much fun to read.
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Daniil Kharms and Alexander Vvedensky are absurdists. You don’t have to read them to know that. Their names give them away — what’s with all those repeating vowels and consonants? THE MAN WITH THE BLACK COAT: RUSSIA’S LITERATURE OF THE ABSURD cements the deal with very short stories, plays, verse and even some tales for children. The truth is that today absurdity is realism and, I think, it might not have veered too far from that then, too. The 1930s in the USSR was a time of creative and political explosion, with everyone signing manifestos and groups splintering off into kindling that caught fire easily and consumed many. The joke turned sour quickly, as totalitarian has little tolerance for humor, which is rampant in those pieces. The authors were dead a decade later, falling foul with the new regime of social realism. But their work still elicits laughter or lol, as we might say today. We’re living in a time when it feels as if absurdity is the norm and we must be deadly serious and tolerate no deviations. Haven’t we learned anything?
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(I don't remember exactly what year I read this.) A book I actually have kept over the years. Read it front to back with relish. Later, it paired well with psilocybin, though I couldn't concentrate for more than a few pages.
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While Kharms' work in this is better translated in other editions and provides nothing new, Alexander Vvedensky's Christmas at the Ivanov's makes this entire book worth reading.
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I secretly write like them. Or want to write like them? There are certain similarities that strike me as odd and significant. I need more of them in my life.
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Selected works by Russian Absurdist Daniil Kharms and a short play by his compatriot Alexander Vvedensky.
Book Review: Russia's Lost Literature of the Absurd is subtitled A Literary Discovery, and further subtitled Selected Works of Daniil Kharms and Alexander Vvedensky. In fact, the book, edited and translated by George Gibian, consists of various works by Kharms (1905-42) and a single short play by Vvedensky (1904-42). This may be the first collection of Kharms' work translated into English. Both authors were part of the Absurdist movement in Russia (the "Oberiu") in the early part of the 20th Century, and both may have been arrested by the Soviets after the Second World War began and died in custody shortly thereafter. The Russian Absurdists were trying to duplicate the radical nature of Communism in their art, but the government was less accepting of creativity and modernism in the arts than in economics and demanded socialist (soviet) realism, art that would serve the state. This didn't fit well with Kharms' vision, as he was a sort of literary Russian Salvador Dali (in Ireland, Daly). Dali isn't a bad choice because Kharms' work depends heavily on the visual. It's difficult to describe or explain Absurdist writing because it's, well, absurd. I can say that for the right mind it's hilarious, for some minds there may be deeper meanings, and for other minds it all will be meaningless (or, I suppose, absurd) at best and frustrating at worst. All I can really do is provide four shorter examples of Kharms' work (ellipses mine):
There was once a red-haired man who had no eyes and no ears. He also had no hair, so he was
called red-haired only in a manner of speaking ... He didn't have anything. So it's hard to
understand whom we're talking about. So we'd better not talk about him anymore.
The other day a man went to work, but on his way, he met another man, who had bought a loaf of
Polish bread and was on his way home, to his own place. That's about all.
When Pushkin broke his legs, he got about on wheels. His friends liked to tease Pushkin and
caught the wheels. Pushkin became angry and wrote poems in which he swore at his friends. He
called these poems "erpigarms."
Khvilishevsky ate cranberries and tried not to wince. He expected everybody to say: What
strength of character! But nobody said anything.
You'd really be better off reading the actual book. Apparently, this volume was expanded and republished in 1997 as The Man with the Black Coat: Russia's Literature of the Absurd with the same two authors and the same editor slash translator. This edition contains a useful introduction by Gibian, numerous "Mini-Stories," the longer story "The Old Woman," a play Elizabeth Bam, and two of Kharms' children's stories. To justify the second subtitle, a play by Kharms' compatriot Alexander Vvedensky is included as well as the Oberiu Manifesto. The Oberiuty (including Kharms and Vvedensky) were a group of Absurdists (related to the Futurists) who were working in all forms of the arts in 1920's Russia. The Manifesto seems to be a plea to the government to be allowed to continue their work despite the lack of Soviet Realism or a direct contribution to the regime. Although now there are numerous editions of Kharms' brilliant absurdist creations (e.g., see Today I Wrote Nothing), George Gibian performed a valuable service by gathering, preserving, and translating these works during his trips through Eastern Europe in the late Sixties. Having read Russia's Lost Literature of the Absurd and being introduced to Daniil Kharms, I not only have a better understanding of Absurdism, but a new author to explore. [4★] -
Gibian's introductory essay contextualizes smartly this wonderful anthology that features mostly the work of Daniil Kharms. Much of this work had never been published in any language before and the mini-stories of Khaarms (some prose poems, some fables, all fabulous are a must read).
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If you’re looking for absurd, look no further than here. Maybe it should stay lost? A great read for inspiring my writing, but found most of it not fun to read. I loved Falling-Out Old Women and A Children’s Story - everything else was meh/absurd for absurd sake/wild.
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I learned I'm not the only one.
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absurd!
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If you like this book, you will also like Cortazar's "Cronopios and Famas" and Ionesco's "Rhinoceros."
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I love Kharms. There is much wonderful absurdity in this book.
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OBIERU
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Why couldn't he have written a novel? It would have rivaled "A Confederacy of Dunces." These stories are funny and outrageous and perfect for the easily bored.
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Weird balance of work by the two featured writers. Should have just been a Kharms book and then done a separate book for Vvendsky. Buuut. All really great, funny, dark writing.
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Some of it is quirky, but most of it left me feeling mleh.
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Strange and wonderful.
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Couldnt put it down. Love learning and exploring the Russian avant garde.
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Soviet crimes.
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I love the mini-stories (the first half of the book). The longer ones in the second half feel too long. For me the complete absurdity of the stories works much better in the shorter format.