Dictionary of the Khazars (1984) – Milorad Pavic

Dictionary of the Khazars (1984) – Milorad Pavic
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Much of the novel’s alleged power is embedded in the line, that compulsory author-directed movement from the beginning of a sentence to its period, from the top of the page to the bottom, from the first page to the last. Of course, through print’s long history, there have been countless strategies to counter the line’s power, from marginalia and footnotes to the creative innovations of novelists like Laurence Sterne, James Joyce, Raymond Queneau, Julio Cortazar, Italo Calvino and Milorad Pavic, not to exclude the form’s father, Cervantes himself. But true freedom from the tyranny of the line is perceived as only really possible now at last with the advent of hypertext, written and read on the computer, where the line in fact does not exist unless one invents and implants it in the text. –(Robert Coover, 1992) via New York Times [Sept 2005]

Dictionary of the Khazars: A Lexicon Novel is the first novel by Serbian writer Milorad Pavich (Milorad Pavi?), published in 1984.

There is no easily discerned plot in the conventional sense, but the book is based on an historical event generally dated to the last decades of the 8th century or the early 9th century.

Pavic often veers into his own style of playful, somewhat Borgesian fantasy. The novel might be a sort of metafictional false document, as the people and events in the novel are presented as factual.

The novel takes the form of three cross-referenced mini-encyclopedias. Due to its format as a dictionary, the novel may be read in any number of ways, rather than just front to back. This challenges readers to shun passive reading and become active participants in the novel, as they piece together the story from fragmented, and often conflicting, accounts.

The book comes in two different editions, one “Male” and one “Female”, which differ in only a critical paragraph. –Adapted from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dictionary_of_the_Khazars [Oct 2006]

The greatest critics help us understand

The greatest critics help us understand the greatest of poets and novelists; but sometimes the opposite is also true. Charles-Augustin Sainte-Beuve in 19th-century France wrote marvelous essays on literature, which are perfectly readable today. Yet if you want to get at Sainte-Beuve’s deeper instincts, you should read him in the light cast by his brilliant friend Victor Hugo. Edmund Wilson was Sainte-Beuve’s intellectual heir in the United States — the man who figured out how to write Sainte-Beuve-like essays in American English. Yet Wilson, too, makes a little more sense if you read him in a light cast by Hemingway, Dos Passos and Fitzgerald — Wilson’s novel-writing friends and contemporaries. –Paul Berman, 2003, The New York Times

Orlando Furioso and the fantastique

Ruggiero Rescuing Angelica (1819) – Jean Auguste Dominique Ingres

Orlando Furioso (1877) – Gustave Doré

 

Orlando Furioso (“Mad Orlando” or “The Madness of Orlando” ) is an epic poem written by Ludovico Ariosto in 1516. It is a “gionta”, a sequel, to Matteo Maria Boiardo’s Orlando Innamorato (Orlando in Love), but it is quite distant from the other work in that it does not preserve the humanistic concepts of knight errantry.

Related: Orlando Furioso

Don Giovanni on Arte TV last night

Yesterday evening I landed on Arte TV (a Franco-German TV network, which aims to promote quality programming related to the world of arts and culture) and today I found out that I was watching Mozart’s Don Giovanni which Arte describes as:

Revisité par René Jacobs et mis en scène par Vincent Boussard, le chef-d’oeuvre de Mozart renvoie singulièrement à notre époque. Un Don Giovanni qui mêle sensualité et violence, humour et tragédie.

The reason I kept on watching (I normally don’t go for opera) is twofold: 1. I have been listening since six months to state-run Belgian art/classical music/jazz radio station Klara so my ears have gotten used to these sounds; 2. the striking appearance of the decors (very reminiscent of the Dr. Caligari film of the 1920s) with the slanted angles and unusual lighting.

Wikipedia has this on Don Giovanni :

Don Giovanni is an opera in two acts with music by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart and libretto by Lorenzo da Ponte. It was premiered in Estates Theatre in Prague on October 29, 1787.

Don Juan is a legendary fictional libertine, whose story has been told many times by different authors. The name is sometimes used figuratively, as a synonym for “seducer“.

The Danish philosopher Søren Kierkegaard wrote a large essay in his book Either/Or in which he – or at least one of his pseudonyms – defends the claim that Mozart’s Don Giovanni is the greatest work of art ever made.
The finale in which Don Giovanni refuses to repent has been a captivating philosophical and artistic topic for many writers including George Bernard Shaw, who in Man and Superman, parodied the opera.

Boring art films blog-a-thon, on the nature of contemplative cinema

Via Girish comes Harry’s ironically titled ‘Boring Art Films’ blog-a-thon.

 

contemplative cinema, the kind that rejects conventional narration to develop almost essentially through minimalistic visual language and atmosphere, without the help of music, dialogue, melodrama, action-montage, and star system.

Particularly interesting was the list of references with regards to the boring art films:

    • Des films Gueule de bois – notes sur le mutisme dans le cinéma contemporain (Antony Fiant in Trafic #50)

    • Boring Art Films (Darren Hughes at Long Pauses)

      • “Why do I love Boring Art Films?”

    • Hello: Boredom and Teaching Film (Zach Campbell)

      • Two points: the first is that ‘boredom‘ itself may be a substantive or even productive part of an art work/text.”

    • Pedro Costa (Girish)

      • Bones is both documentary (‘real’ people living in ‘real’ settings) and fiction (it’s carefully scripted and rehearsed).
    • The Holy Girl (Michael at CultureSpace)

    • The Holy Girl, Cafe Lumière (Doug Cummings at FilmJourney)

      • “I was worried that Hou’s placid, contemplative style might have turned them off, but the film’s ultimate admiration for tranquility in a changing world entirely won them over.”

    • Hou Hsiao-hsien, Hong Sang-soo, Aleksandr Sokurov (acquarello at Strictly Film School)

      • Dust in the Wind is an understated, contemplative, and elegiac portrait on the ephemeral nature of time, youth, love, and existence.”

    • The Future of a Luminescent Cloud – Recent Developments in a Pan-Asian Style (James Udden at Panoptique)

    • Is Ozu Slow? (Jonathan Rosenbaum at Senses of Cinema)

    • “Ozu’s acknowledgment that we watch films while sitting seems to me a fundamental aspect of his style, and a great deal that is considered difficult or problematical or simply “slow” in his style derives from this essential fact.”

The keywords in these posts seem to be contemplative, difficult complex, plot, plotless, plotlessness, narration (as a synonym for plot), demanding, boring, boredom and realism.

Let us focus on narrative.

When I first read Laura Mulvey’s essay “Visual Pleasure and Narrative Cinema” the title started me thinking whether there was such a thing as non-narrative cinema, and I guess non-narrative films are the ones described in the posts above. I’ve given an entry to non-narrative since, which connects to other contemplative genres such as the anti-novel, all art which is described as abstract, experimental.

Another key text within this paradigm is Amos Vogel’s chapter 4 in his Film as a Subversive Art, titled the destruction of plot and narrative, in which he mentions writers Kafka, Beckett, Joyce, Burroughs, Proust, Robbe-Grillet, Ionesco, and filmmakers Bresson, Godard, Skolimowski, Bertolucci, Fassbinder, Eistenstein, Man Ray, Richter, Epstein, Brakhage, Peterson, Bartlett, and dadaists and surrealists Tzara, Breton, Buñuel. At the end of this chapter, Vogel adds that the commercially successful films are still the ones that employ 19th century plot structures such as Gone with the Wind, The Sound of Music and Love Story.

See also: plotlessnessboredom

Best of the blogosphere

The most striking visual post I’ve seen this past days was the Lonati covers post at Groovy age of Horror:

Lonati cover art exploring the beauty and the beast trope.

 

Other good posts from my blog reader included Os Mutantes review at 1001 albums. Polish posters at PCL Linkdump, an artist called Sergio Mora with a very nice website (here), Dennis Cooper’s post on scatology and the arts, boring art films at screenville, and criticism of Žižek by Padraig.

Continuing on Lonati, also check this collection of artists which features names such as

Vicente Ballestar Er gab John Sinclair ein Gesicht…
Les Edwards Immer und überall zu finden!
Koveck Maddrax-Stammzeichner
RS Lonati † …er gab Butler Parker kein Gesicht…
Nikolai Luthohin † Schreiend bunt…nicht alle mochten ihn…
Luis Royo …dunkle Erotik…
C.A.M. (Karel) Thole Surrealer Horror
Vicente Segrelles Geschöpfe & Waffen

And this PDF document which describes Italian science-fiction.

Si dice che quando Ludovico Ariosto mostrò al Cardinale ppolito d’Este la versione finale dell’Orlando Furioso, l destinatario lo guardasse con gli occhi spalancati apostrofandolo così:“Messer Lodovico,dove mai avete pigliato tante castronerie?”.

Search method used for both documents: “Karel Thole” + Lonati.

 

Ashley Benigno

Ashley Benigno is Notes from Somewhere Bizarre, subtitled A Journal of Cultural Contamination.

 

A list of Ashley’s current blogroll is reproduced below. I am going to pay them a visit. Would you care to join me in my walk?

 

Blogs

travelling breeze
freegorifero
la petite claudine
click opera
suzanne g
andreaxmas
the reverse cowgirl
dadanoias
subtopia
timo arnall

elastico
we make money not art
boing boing
warren ellis
neural
beyond the beyond
joi ito’s web
pasta and vinegar
placeboKatz
dr. menlo

abstract dynamics
purse lip square jaw
v-2 organisation
city of sound
blackbeltjones
anti-mega
future perfect
interconnected
angermann2
design observer

indie nudes
sexblo.gs
fleshbot
3xl
unscathed corpse
sugarcut
sex in art
tokyo undressed
the chooser
fluffy lychees

things
smart mobs
textually
conscientious
la gatera de Beguemot
junk for code
rodcorp
giornale nuovo
escolar.net
hallucinations & antics

wooster collective
glowlab
core77
valentina
ponchorama
enjoy surveillance
gmtPlus9
neurastenia
aeiou
octopusdropkick!

the pinocchio theory
decoder
spitting image
wood s lot
american samizdat
sach’s report
barlowFriendz
douglas rushkoff
worldChanging
bagnewsBlog

future now
ballardian
loreto martin
papel continuo
art dorks
metafilter
coudal
mocoloco
frunoflickr
1+1=1

kathryn cramer
future feeder
growabrain
eyebeam
blography
cipango
easy bake coven
madghoul
networked_performance
unmediated

needled
lunch over IP
wildhunt
bruce eisner’s vision thing
loveecstasycrime
blog77
jahsonic
technoccult
shlonkom bakazay?
william gibson

The past is a much bigger place than the present

In a recent post at his blog Anecdotal Evidence, Patrick Kurp observes that the past is a much bigger place than the present, so it follows that most worthwhile books were published not last week but some time in the previous three millennia. –via The Reading Experience

I totally agree with Patrick Kurp and hold that the same is true for art, films etcetera. I used to call the practice of only dealing with the contemporary the dictatorship of the now and have abandoned it somewhere in the early 1990s. Each man is the bibliographer of his own life and instead of a relentless neophilia, one should look for sensibilities which are one’s own and which may be found in the present, but just as much in the past.