Wow, its shit, thanks for waisting my time, nerds
you can't spell, you can't read, you can't do anything can you?
>>23855335Like a lot of Victorian novels he has too much filler and sometimes his characters seem a little overdramatic to the point it would seem everybody in Russia has a severe personality disorder. I've heard his prose isn't the great but I've also heard this was a realist style in Russia at the time to appear gritty and realistic. Other than that he's great.
>>23855376His prose is great in Russian, his ideals and themes, when you consider what a shithole Russia was at the time are not
>>23855387I guess I'll stand corrected then. I can only speak firmly on the first two points as I read in translation but the prose is something I've heard people complain about.
>>23855335>thanks for waisting my timeNo need to thank me, anon. A boy needs to protect his slender waist if he wishes to remain cute.
>>23855387>his ideals and themes, when you consider what a shithole Russia was at the time are notHis themes and ideals are especially great, considering what a shitshole 19th-century Russia was. Without those interpersonal relationships, it would have been even worse. The communal spirit is literally what he calls the greatest strength of the Russians.
>>23855391Why would you say something like this?
>>23855335>it's another episode of the main character holding a 10 page monologue in front of a prostitute
>>23855509If you pay for an hour you should use the whole hour.
>>23855335ur soulless, buddy
>>23855501Because it is a joke about him fucking up the word, cute silly anon.
>>23855593Its not very funny just unneeded sexuality
>>23855335try some tolstoy, it's even worse
>>23855535Whores fear this phrase, especially accompanied by the unsheathing of a girthy manuscript
>>23855335The thing about Dostoevsky is that he has so many faults in his writing but I've yet to find somebody that drives the nail in the same way he does. I've yet to find a fiction writer though they may be superior in almost every way to dosto that can understand and articulate character psychology the same way. Even people like Joyce who were inspired by him don't come close to depicting the reality of people, rather in Joyce's case it becomes some dreamscape bullshit.
>>23855335If you are alluding to Dostoevsky’s worst novels, then, indeed, I dislike intensely The Brothers Karamazov and the ghastly Crime and Punishment rigamarole. No, I do not object to soul-searching and self-revelation, but in those books the soul, and the sins, and the sentimentality, and the journalese, hardly warrant the tedious and muddled search. Dostoyevsky’s lack of taste, his monotonous dealings with persons suffering with pre-Freudian complexes, the way he has of wallowing in the tragic misadventures of human dignity – all this is difficult to admire. I do not like this trick his characters have of ”sinning their way to Jesus” or, as a Russian author, Ivan Bunin, put it more bluntly, ”spilling Jesus all over the place." Crime and Punishment’s plot did not seem as incredibly banal in 1866 when the book was written as it does now when noble prostitutes are apt to be received a little cynically by experienced readers. Dostoyevsky never really got over the influence which the European mystery novel and the sentimental novel made upon him. The sentimental influence implied that kind of conflict he liked—placing virtuous people in pathetic situations and then extracting from these situations the last ounce of pathos. Non-Russian readers do not realize two things: that not all Russians love Dostoevsky as much as Americans do, and that most of those Russians who do, venerate him as a mystic and not as an artist. He was a prophet, a claptrap journalist and a slapdash comedian. I admit that some of his scenes, some of his tremendous farcical rows are extraordinarily amusing. But his sensitive murderers and soulful prostitutes are not to be endured for one moment—by this reader anyway. Dostoyevsky seems to have been chosen by the destiny of Russian letters to become Russia’s greatest playwright, but he took the wrong turning and wrote novels.
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