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Sto caricando le informazioni... Black Deutschlanddi Darryl Pinckney
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Iscriviti per consentire a LibraryThing di scoprire se ti piacerà questo libro. Attualmente non vi sono conversazioni su questo libro. Lyrical (gorgeous) and unapologetically intellectual, both at once, in a way that is almost nonexistent in modern american literature. I'm still steeped in the feeling the novel left me on the last pages. I feel as if I have spent a few hours with a person (narrator) (author) who thinks deeply about the world; someone who looks so closely at the human experience, and sees it clearly, and finds it beautiful. The rendering of Berlin in the late eighties is magnificent--the city Pinckney renders is a place where everything is both entirely artificial, and yet fundamentally true. As I read I felt as if Darryl Pinckney went on a journey himself when he wrote his story--that he entered into a conversation with a character, one he didn't know well himself in the beginning. It feels as if Pinckney wrote this novel to learn more about his narrator, a person who is living at a very unique time and place, and who sees things; a person who shares his life with just enough detail, just enough openness, to invite us readers to enter into the conversation, as well. One of the "Berlins" that Pinckney writes so well about is the experience of being an intellectually-inclined American expatriate with limited German skills, but with a yearning to express yourself in the native language fluently, and to discuss intellectual things with people you find interesting, or whom you want as friends. You grasp for ways to express deep thoughts, using the words you know, but all the time you're painfully aware that what you're saying is sounding unusual, vague, or at times even deep, in a metaphorical way at least, but also in a way that has nothing to do with what you meant to say. I've never read a book before now that captures this particular isolation so well. Pinckney also nails the expatriate experience in many other ways. He is writing about the specific experience of being a gay black American man in Berlin, but what he writes is representative more generally of what it's like to have the expectations and prejudices peculiar to German culture imposed on you--the way these expectations can limit you, but also, the temptation to exploit these same expectations for your own purposes and desires. The thrill of being different, and the loneliness of being different. A final thing I loved about the novel was the recurring, quiet theme of the narrator's books--a quiet, chance meeting with Susan Sontag who happens to mention her idea of "home" being where your books are...and then to notice when books are mentioned in the story. It's a small, lovely, thoughtful grace note throughout the novel to trace the journey of the narrator's books. A young African American man from an upper middle class family in Chicago moves to West Berlin in the early 1980s to stay with his fellow bougie cousin, a former classical pianist who has married a German man and lives a life of contented leisure. He is hired by an up and coming German architect, and is brought on more for his race than his talent, as he works to overcome alcohol and drug addiction and to become an established writer. He enjoys the party scene in West Berlin and mingles with bored, and boring, young Germans, Europeans and Americans, and engage in inane discussions about their tired existences. Ugh. This novel bored me from the beginning, and I gave up after 68 dreadful pages. I may give it another go in the future, but not anytime soon. 2.75 stars. This starts out so well, but the timeline of this book is so fractured for no good reason. I'm pretty sure I can't quite follow what time frame is what during various trips to Berlin that Jed takes. Almost no one seems to have a name beyond Cello and Manfred, so eventually all this beautiful prose and potentially meaningful...stuff...get lost in, "I'm not sure what's happening now...." nessuna recensione | aggiungi una recensione
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"Jed--young, gay, black, out of rehab and out of prospects in his hometown of Chicago--flees to the city of his fantasies, a museum of modernism and decadence: Berlin. The paradise that tyranny created, the subsidized city isolated behind the Berlin Wall, is where he's chosen to become the figure that he so admires, the black American expatriate. Newly sober and nostalgic for the Weimar days of Isherwood and Auden, Jed arrives to chase boys and to escape from what it means to be a black male in America. But history, both personal and political, can't be avoided with time or distance. Whether it's the judgment of the cousin he grew up with and her husband's bourgeois German family, the lure of white wine in a down-and-out bar, a gang of racists looking for a brawl, or the ravaged visage of Rock Hudson flashing behind the face of every white boy he desperately longs for, the past never stays past even in faraway Berlin. In the age of Reagan and AIDS in a city on the verge of tearing down its walls, he clambers toward some semblance of adulthood amid the outcasts and expats, intellectuals and artists, queers and misfits. And, on occasion, the city keeps its Isherwood promises and the boy he kisses, incredibly, kisses him back.An intoxicating, provocative novel of appetite, identity, and self-construction, Darryl Pinckney's Black Deutschland tells the story of an outsider, trapped between a painful past and a tenebrous future, in Europe's brightest and darkest city"-- Non sono state trovate descrizioni di biblioteche |
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The structure seemed unnecessarily complex and I didn't feel it added anything to the mood or meaning. I found almost all the passages dealing with Jed's time in Chicago, and especially his childhood and adolescence, convoluted and uninteresting. However, I can see how some readers might relate to those passages if they had similar experiences. Most of the allusions left me cold, and there were many of them.
If Pinckney publishes another queer-themed novel, I'll probably read it, because his talent as a writer is apparent even amongst the flaws in this novel. However, I wouldn't recommend this novel. ( )