Originally posted by SeitseIsn't that usually the case? For example, Borges never received a Nobel, so the institution is a joke!
Hey, Bosse, do you think the award was more a politiccal statement than a literary recognition of quality?
I've only read The White Castle by Pamuk, which is very good, although I could cite many books as good.
What sort of political statement are you talking about anyway--that it's Turkey's turn for Nobelity? Or that Pamuk is perceived as a good lever, to raise certain issues into the spotlight, like archaic theatrical automata?
Originally posted by SeitseCortazar is the only South American author apart from Borges that I've succeeded in reading to the finish (I have made the belated discovery that I can't stand Marquez, for reasons that are not clear to me; perhaps I will enjoy Onetti), so he also deserves the Nobel Prize.
Indeed 🙂
Well, although Jorge Luis is a minotaur, if one Argentinian deserved the Nobel was Cortazar, a genius only comparable to Borges but not as elitist in the mind games.
Well--what advice would you give to authors keen to make that trip to Sweden? How to maximise one's chance of being chosen?
Originally posted by Bosse de NageTwo things:
Cortazar is the only South American author apart from Borges that I've succeeded in reading to the finish (I have made the belated discovery that I can't stand Marquez, for reasons that are not clear to me; perhaps I will enjoy Onetti), so he also deserves the Nobel Prize.
Well--what advice would you give to authors keen to make that trip to Sweden? How to maximise one's chance of being chosen?
(1) I am with you regarding Marquez. The guy is just a walking marketing strategy, typing about the same Macondo crap again and again and again. I could go for a Latin-Americanized version of the Kalevala and score as well, bah 😠
(2) Well, I may say you can do the same as Carlos Fuentes, who is just drooling for a Nobel and spends all the time bashing conservative personalities, theorizing about the clash of cultures, and spending all his time in Europe backing some personalities from the cultural world.
Oh, yeah, and write about some burgeois pain, like existential confusion or the loss of national identity or else. Almost the same formula as for the Oscar 😞
Originally posted by SeitseMy meditation on the difficulties of parking in Cape Town interspersed with random "brain-rape" experiments performed on random vagrants is sure to get a look-in.
Oh, yeah, and write about some burgeois pain, like existential confusion or the loss of national identity or else. Almost the same formula as for the Oscar 😞
Originally posted by Bosse de NageInclude a 7 year old girl who can only move one leg, from
My meditation on the difficulties of parking in Cape Town interspersed with random "brain-rape" experiments performed on random vagrants is sure to get a look-in.
Burkina Faso, and with refugee status in Norway.
A smash hit! 😵
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Originally posted by SeitseThe girl is a genius, and is writing a novel about a South African author whose efforts to win the Nobel Prize are hampered by his obsession with high-rise buildings, highway crime, airport lounges, and the fact that he doesn't own an I Pod.
Include a 7 year old girl who can only move one leg, from
Burkina Faso, and with refugee status in Norway.
A smash hit! 😵
At some point her protagonist and the real author meet in the course of a "brain-rape" experiment. The one who walks away alive (we are not sure which one it is) starts calling himself Orhan Pamuk.
Originally posted by Bosse de NageYet since she is writing only with her left foot toes, she suffers everytime the weather changes, and she tries to exorcize the malefice of weather change through excess in a Breaking-The-Waves fashion.
The girl is a genius, and is writing a novel about a South African author whose efforts to win the Nobel Prize are hampered by his obsession with high-rise buildings, highway crime, airport lounges, and the fact that he doesn't own an I Pod.
Originally posted by SeitseThis enables us to devote a chapter to the local film industry, specifically the procurer of designer drugs who, like a good liberal, "sympathizes" with her "plight", even to the extent of making a documentary about her predilection for extreme Bjorkean behaviour.
Yet since she is writing only with her left foot toes, she suffers everytime the weather changes, and she tries to exorcize the malefice of weather change through excess in a Breaking-The-Waves fashion.
Originally posted by Bosse de NageThen I fancy a flashback where she meets Sid Vicious during an acid trip and he reveals to her the secret of life, yet she is unable to remember the morning after, so she starts a personal inner journey up to the days when she was abused by the manly nurse.
This enables us to devote a chapter to the local film industry, specifically the procurer of designer drugs who, like a good liberal, "sympathizes" with her "plight", even to the extent of making a documentary about her predilection for extreme Bjorkean behaviour.
Originally posted by SeitseDuring the course of this journey, it turns out that she is not 7 years old at all (this comes as some relief to readers whose reaction to some of the events depicted has been disturbing them for a while) but is the victim of a spell cast by a Burkina Faso sorceror, who has taken refuge in the pages of a novel. She ransacks the film-maker's flat, finds the books, and starts reading...
Then I fancy a flashback where she meets Sid Vicious during an acid trip and he reveals to her the secret of life, yet she is unable to remember the morning after, so she starts a personal inner journey up to the days when she was abused by the manly nurse.
Originally posted by Bosse de NageThis is so The-Tin-Drumesque! 😵
During the course of this journey, it turns out that she is not 7 years old at all (this comes as some relief to readers whose reaction to some of the events depicted has been disturbing them for a while) but is the victim of a spell cast by a Burkina Faso sorceror, who has taken refuge in the pages of a novel. She ransacks the film-maker's flat, finds the books, and starts reading...
Where are we going to find a female Oskar for the film version?!?!