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Nov. 16th, 2005 10:13 amthank you for the link, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cataptromancer!
This is beyond brilliant, and the first paragraph is, by far, the best opening to an essay I have ever had the pleasure to read in my life.
One of the terrors of dating is Milan Kundera, and specifically, The Unbearable Lightness of Being, the sexually-transmitted book that this Czech-born author has inflicted on a generation of American youth.
I like my idea of poison books, but "sexually transmitted book" is even better. Nyah-nyah-nyah Kundera, no gravitas for you!
And this sentence just made me howl with gutteral pleasure like a little demon, and thrilled me into the remembrance of how my father teaches the unit on Kundera to his fiction writing classes: "Dramatic Literature as Soap Opera":
Milan Kundera is the Dave Matthews of Slavic letters
not to mention the fact that all the "instead" book recommendations at the end are impeccable.
NB: Pnts, you MUST read it. (Which reminds me, did I ever tell you how on my first date with Millenium he inexplicably brought a copy of Camus' "The Stranger" to the Teahouse and kept it prominently displayed on the table the entire time?)
cataptromancer!This is beyond brilliant, and the first paragraph is, by far, the best opening to an essay I have ever had the pleasure to read in my life.
One of the terrors of dating is Milan Kundera, and specifically, The Unbearable Lightness of Being, the sexually-transmitted book that this Czech-born author has inflicted on a generation of American youth.
I like my idea of poison books, but "sexually transmitted book" is even better. Nyah-nyah-nyah Kundera, no gravitas for you!
And this sentence just made me howl with gutteral pleasure like a little demon, and thrilled me into the remembrance of how my father teaches the unit on Kundera to his fiction writing classes: "Dramatic Literature as Soap Opera":
Milan Kundera is the Dave Matthews of Slavic letters
not to mention the fact that all the "instead" book recommendations at the end are impeccable.
NB: Pnts, you MUST read it. (Which reminds me, did I ever tell you how on my first date with Millenium he inexplicably brought a copy of Camus' "The Stranger" to the Teahouse and kept it prominently displayed on the table the entire time?)
