Samuel Beckett
Paperback | Pages: 241 pages Rating: 4.06 | 6044 Users | 464 Reviews
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| Original Title: | Molloy |
| ISBN: | 0802151361 (ISBN13: 9780802151360) |
| Edition Language: | English |
| Series: | The Trilogy #1 |
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Molloy, the first of the three masterpieces which constitute Samuel Beckett’s famous trilogy, appeared in French in 1951, followed seven months later by Malone Dies (Malone meurt), and two years later by The Unnamable (L’Innommable). Few works of contemporary literature have been so universally acclaimed as central to their time and to our understanding of the human experience.Details Of Books Molloy (The Trilogy #1)
| Title | : | Molloy (The Trilogy #1) |
| Author | : | Samuel Beckett |
| Book Format | : | Paperback |
| Book Edition | : | Deluxe Edition |
| Pages | : | Pages: 241 pages |
| Published | : | January 12th 1994 by Grove Press (first published 1951) |
| Categories | : | Fiction. Classics. European Literature. Irish Literature. Literature. Novels |
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Ratings: 4.06 From 6044 Users | 464 ReviewsWeigh Up Of Books Molloy (The Trilogy #1)
What a book! SeriouslyI need to read the next two within this trilogy, for I am now intrigued.The book has two main characters. First is a vagrant named Molloy who is trying to reach his mother's place. The other is a private detective named Moran who is very obsessive and loathing.The first part of the book is from Molloy's perspective and is only two paragraphs long, which spans for over 100 pages. In it, his legs change shape, he sucks on stones, he becomes imprisoned and let go, makesBeckett's absurd world,intertwined with eccentric humor, flows like stream of memories which are incoherent to each other. The narrative gets sordid and bemusing at times, but it's certainly worth to read and definitely something I haven't laid my hands upon yet.
All I know is what the words know. Molloy, the man, is a sexually ambiguous homeless wanderer with mother issues. Notwithstanding his lack of interest in sex, he is keenly tuned to the sensual. He is partially educated in a formal sense, while a little more so in an informal one. He also has a bad leg and uses crutches, yet somehow manages to ride a bicycle. Molloy is struggling and, as a reader, one participates in this struggle. I wandered in my mind, slowly, noting every detail of the
4.5 starsI struggled to finish this, and each time I wanted to stop I, somehow, felt compelled to read on. Just one more and Im putting this down, I said to myself more than once. Molloy (both the fictional character and the book) are strange, and Im going for an understatement here. Beckett allows his literary cup to runneth over throughout the book. On paper, he brings chaos to life, and thus satisfies the Great God of Rambling through describing, down to the infinitesimal detailand
I thought a lot while I was reading this. I thought about birth and death, the body and ageing, fathers and sons, mothers and nature, duty and freedom. I believe that a book that makes me think is a great book. Full stop.Some interesting quotes:pinpointing one of the interesting dilemmas about writing autobiography: "...that must again be unknown to me which is no longer so and that again fondly believed, which then I fondly believed, at my setting out. And if I occasionally break this rule, it
Here I am, turning on my computer and waiting until I can login. I have to write about this Beckett novel that has no paragraphs for the first half and seems sordid and baffling as few others things I have read. As the sun enters through the window I remember his passage on the moon. Anyway, this is the story of a journey, not through the woods of Dante or those of both Molloy and his yin & yang Moran, but through my rating. For if I sensed the 'one star only' when I entered Molloys soft and
Perfect. Brilliant. Mysterious. Funny. Containing invented words. Musing on the nature of narrative.Random quotes follow:"I am still alive then. That may come in useful.""Not to want to say, not to know what you want to say, not to be able to say what you think you want to say, and never to stop saying, or hardly ever, that is the thing to keep in mind, even in the heat of composition.""Can it be we are not free? It might be worth looking into.""...the moon was moving from left to right, or the
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