Impossibile dare un voto: sembrerebbe un divertissement carino, ma bisogna conoscere davvero bene Flaubert. E non é il mio caso.
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This is not the best Barnes book I have ever read. It isn't a good one either. It claims to be a novel, but ends up being a bunch of essays with no connection other than being about Flaubert and his literary production. Although I have to accept that I did enjoy some of the passages, I couldn't quite connect with the author's goal in this one.
It was a very enjoyable read. Humourous throughout but with ideas too about the search for truth, both in art and in life. The story is of a reitired doctor who has a passion for finding out more about Flaubert. As the story develops it transpires that his wife has committed suicide and his search for the reasons behind Flaubert's work and life echo his search for his wife's suicide....Continua
Books are where things are explained to you; life is where things aren't. I'm not surprised some people prefer books. Books make sense of life. The only problem is that the lives they make sense of are other people's lives, never your own