More Pricks Than Kicks Paperback – 3 Jun 2010
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More Pricks Than Kicks by Samuel Beckett, in a new edition of the classic story collection, published for the first time by Faber with an introduction by Beckett scholar Cassandra Nelson.
About the Author
Samuel Beckett was born in Dublin in 1906 and graduated from Trinity College. He settled in Paris in 1937, after travels in Germany and periods of residence in London and Dublin. He remained in France during the Second World War and was active in the French Resistance. From the spring of 1946 his plays, novels, short fiction, poetry and criticism were largely written in French. With the production of En attendant Godot in Paris in 1953, Beckett's work began to achieve widespread recognition. During his subsequent career as a playwright and novelist in both French and English he redefined the possibilities of prose fiction and writing for the theatre. Samuel Beckett won the Prix Formentor in 1961 and the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1969. He died in Paris in December 1989.
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Echoes abound with 'Molloy', the first of the trilogy. Malone is another Molloy in many respects. Kindred. They're both stuck at journey's end making pitiful inventories, following, endlessly, tortuous mental paths twisted up like spaghetti in heaps. They both made it through a forest, murdered when they had to, or chose; lie alone in their rooms profoundly aged and dying.
Beckett handles it all so expertly, coolly, comically. However absurd and convoluted and inane, you have to yet conclude that, yes, this is really how it is.
It is possible to see the two books - and the final novel, 'The Unnameable', in its turn - as different views of the same subject - just as 'Molloy' itself divides into two narratives, that of Molloy and that of Moran, in a way that blurs the separate identities of supposedly separate characters and calls into question the reliability of memory and narrative.
'Malone Dies' is also one of the primary texts of post-war metafiction. Alone in a room in what may be a hospice, mental asylum or prison, the aged Malone scribbles in an exercise book, recording and confusing events from his own life with that of fictional characters - two of whom, the boy Sapo and the itinerant McMann, may not in fact be fictional. From these fragments Beckett weaves an infuriating almost-narrative, a Cubist autobiography that mimics both the motions of a dying man's consciousness and the willed, frail coherence of fictional story-telling. In doing so it manages the peculiarly Beckettian trick of convincing the reader that the human condition is simultaneously farcical and tragic.
For the reader who knows Beckett only through the famous plays, this and the pre-war 'Murphy' are the most approachable of the novels. 'Malone Dies' may also seem oddly familiar because it has been widely influential on post-war avant-garde writing, though very few later writers have managed as Beckett does to combine high formal intelligence with humanity.
"A Wet Night" was a bit hard for me to read, since english is not my first language, Beckett used a lot of words i've never heard before, and i read quite a lot of English language books. The preface tells a lot of background, and Beckett first was against re-releasing it, and i can agree. As i said, this is the first book i've read of Beckett, but i can see that his language is unique, and i am sure it will develop further in his later books, i will read his other works.
The first story, "Dante and the Lobster" was also the best one, some of the other storys seem confusing to me.
As for the quality of the printing: It's what to expect in a paperback copy, a bit better than that actually, as it "says in shape" after i've read it. Sturdy copy.
As you see, Belacqua needs a lot of girlfriends in the short stories. He fills it with black humour and it is a joy to read.
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a book that is here and there, having it's own prefabrications and Hepplewhite translucent delectables.Published 10 months ago by J M Weinblatt
There were too many Dublin in jokes and foreign language bits for the disperate stories to easily gel.Published 19 months ago by simon hyde
A great buy as usual from Amazon it is a great read don't want to spoil it for readers but it is a great bookPublished on 20 Sept. 2013 by Brenda
The best thing I can say about this is that it leaves a definite impression.My interest tailed off just after halfway, as I found it difficult to sustain enough enthusiasm in the... Read morePublished on 14 July 2013 by nicholas hargreaves
known more for his weird plays than anything else, the ex-portora royal schoolboy kicked off his gamechanging literary career with some short stories strung together by the same... Read morePublished on 9 Jun. 2013 by T.G.Trouton