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Charles Bukowski, "the worst comes still" (1 Viewer)


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From ebay -- German translated into Texan:

In no longer straight juvenile age of 62 years published the ethnic German author this book, which dedicates itself to the years of its youth in the America and of the 30's 20's, passed for a long time. Contrary to as many other Bukowski books, which in their direct, partly episode-like kind of telling rather as one more or less the momentary Sufflaune of the author works lining up of fragments from his life, risen, has "the worst comes still or nearly a youth" much rather a novel character. Thus one experiences here no Sammelsurium of Suff and woman stories, which get along with Bukowski usually without exact date, but tells the author here of its youth, begun of its memories as an infant up to the excerpt from at home and the first early experiences as author and a boozer. At its large erzählerischen strengths, which lie themselves particularly in its directness and merciless honesty opposite, Bukowski loses also here nothing, then he does not even spare himself ansatzweise.

Accordingly it sketches here a picture of a childhood, which was coined/shaped by a pedantischen, violent father, in relation to their dominant factors man sakeless nut/mother and the refusal, that had to experience Bukowski also within all other ranges, like at school or with girls. While other authors in novels auto+biographically put on are often inclined to a euphemistischen representation of their, Bukowski throws in admirable openness its interior life here to the reader and embarrassing experiences to ate forwards, then one experiences not only from rather unpleasant first sexual experiences, but also from problems like extreme acne or low-sitting self doubts, which was not negated by the violent atmosphere in its parents' house straight. Thereby not only the openness, with which Bukowski proceeds again here, but also the clarifyingness, which it puts to the day, are remarkable. Thus it describes also here in a way that it becomes concise, like it these to experiences, which would drive others a life long on the psychiatrist couch, to have coined/shaped, it however, how also in its other works, by these into jammerndes self compassion does not purge, but it still achieves, even humiliating to transport and force experiences in a so unsentimentalen and direct language that one is packed straight thereby still substantially more, than other authors would have created it with misery airs. Even opposite its father, whom one can appoint good conscience the principal reason of a throughout unpleasant childhood, does not sound Bukowski not hate-fulfilled or verbittert, but creates it with these experiences still another basic tenor of sarkastischen humor and resignativer clarifyingness sound through to let.

Who consumed so far above all the Kurzgeschichten or rather episodeful novels of the author, will itself perhaps at first at the novelful character and the continuous, chronic telling style of "the worst comes" to still surprise, but can I all only guess to lead itself this novel to mind. Bukowski does not point like used a picture of a life between letter, drinking, money finds here and Ficken out, but remains it also here for its admirablly relentless representation faithful and sketches such a packing document of a childhood and a youth, which smoothed the way despite all isolating by their negative coinage to the highly gifted writer and boozer, that he time life were - and if one calls oneself the Gnadenlosigkeit and Unsentimentalität opposite itself in the memory - probably also nothing at all different one to be wanted.

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Shouldn't he just put
German copy of Ham on Rye

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