We are so lucky this was translated into English
I heard it was just more stream of consciousness word diarrhea, but happy to be told otherwise if you would oblige.
>>24883751Did you write this review? Is this the famous german humor?
>The Shilling of Schattenfroh by The Faggot Max Lawton
>>24883751>>24883769I swear I cannot stomach another wannabe-modernist doorstepper written by a boomer regurgitating some poorly understood philosophy. I'm so tired of this trend and of this bloated generation of narcissists forcing their works down everyone's throat. Seriously, it becomes nauseating after a while. Cartarescu, Pynchon, Bolano, DeLillo, Krasznahorkai, Moresco: all authors with something to say, yes - but what they have to say really does not need books of that length. In terms of content, once you boil them down, every times it ends being rather superficial stuff, and very much in your face. Solenoid is not really a book that ever lets you figure out what it is about, because it's constantly fucking pontificating on its own meaning, the meaning for its author, the meaning of books in general, the meaning of meaning, etc. - Krasznahorkai takes fucking hours to describe a thing in forty different ways which taken singularly and together don't match a single, well put sentence of Flaubert or Tolstoj, Bolano takes ages to drive in trite platitudes on "evil" (much like McCarthy) in 2666 when he already managed to do so with Amulet... I keep feeling like all of them are or were so caught into the idea of being an "artist" or a "writer" in the classic (modernist) sense of the word that they lost sight of the fact that each new generation is supposed to make up the meaning of those words through their practice alone, rather than by operating within a previously given definition. These guys want to be Joyce and Beethoven and Proust - which is why they never shut up about these (undoubtedly great) artists. But growing up means to let go of your daddies and live for yourself, and these authors cannot exist on their own as creative beings outside of modernism. They are derivative in the worst sense, and you never have the feeling that what they throw at you is genuinely new, which is why most of them have zero reread. Sometimes I'd really like to see the big boys of /lit/ who like big books with big philosophical themes like this one to grapple with someting short like The Dead from Christian Kracht and see how it feels to read something that is deep, well written and well executed but isn't constantly ejaculating meaning in your mouth.
>>24883820I will buy a copy just to support Max
>>24883856I wonder what you think of my novel.
I read 60 pages and got bored. It’s on the backlog for later.
>>24883820Who's Max Lawton?
>>24883944Yeah, I'm really not all that impressed with the prose. It's alright, but a bit clunky and dry. It's still conceptually interesting, but pretty far back in the priority queue.
>>24883856I have not read OPs book, but I have greatly enjoyed other experimental doorstoppers like Infinite Jest and Gravity's Rainbow. I never understand the rage against them. It always seems like the people who hate these books are setting them up as competition against a more conventional classic(if such a thing exists) like War and Peace or Les Miserables. It is more than possible to like both kinds of books. I think each reveals something about the other. My favorite aspect of Gravity's Rainbow specifically is how Pynchon was able to break storytelling conventions to such an extent that I am now more aware of the conventions that other classics follow.
>>24883946He's someone that sucks my dick every day, so please buy a copy to support
>>24884069You seem like an amateur>>24883856Stfu
