Showing posts with label Emmanuel Carrère. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Emmanuel Carrère. Show all posts

Monday, June 10, 2019

Eduard Limonov / The tale of the polymath poet with the incredible life

Eduard Limonov


The tale of the polymath

poet with the incredible LIFE

Book review: Emmanuel Carrère’s ‘Limonov: The outrageous adventures of the radical Soviet poet’



LIMONOV: THE OUTRAGEOUS ADVENTURES OF THE RADICAL SOVIET POET WHO BECAME A BUM IN NEW YORK, A SENSATION IN FRANCE, AND A POLITICAL ANTIHERO IN RUSSIA

Emmanuel Carrère, translated by John Lambert


by Katie Engelhart17 October 2014


The book opens with a quote by Vladimir Putin: “Whoever wants the Soviet Union back has no brain. Whoever doesn’t miss it has no heart.” And then, a murder: The journalist Anna Politkovskaya, a critic of the Russian president, is found dead. A memorial service is held in Moscow. It is here that we encounter the protagonist of this enchanting book: the aging Russian dissident Eduard Limonov.
Eduard Limonov

Carrère, a French writer and journalist, had known Limonov in the ’80s, in Paris, where Limonov—a hard-drinking, skirt-chasing novelist and Soviet émigré—was popular among France’s intellectual elite. But then things went horribly wrong. In the ’90s, a BBC documentary captured him attacking the city of Sarajevo, under the command of Serbian war criminal Radovan Karadžic. He returned to Russia to found the National Bolshevik Party: a fascist movement whose lackeys adopt the shaved heads and raised-arm salute of their German neo-Nazi forebears.
How did all this come to be? Carrère begins in the beginning, with Limonov’s birth in Second World War-era Ukraine. The ensuing life story, told chronologically, is so wildly implausible, it would appear absurd—if it weren’t entirely true. We get to know Limonov as an anti-establishment poet in Ukraine, a shadowy rebel in Moscow, a famous novelist in Paris, a millionaire’s butler in Manhattan, and a hero to Soviet nostalgics in Central Asia. We watch him party with Salvador Dali, Susan Sontag and Andy Warhol in New York—and spend months in a dreary Russian jail (“something to do with arms trafficking and an attempted coup in Kazakhstan,” in Carrère’s words). Along the way are gaggles of love affairs: with soap opera actresses, heavy-bottomed bookkeepers and, once, a gay man in an empty park.
With considerable space devoted to the revolutions of 1989, the book will surely find an eager audience with those watching events in the former Soviet Union with unease. But it’s also a rip-roaringly fun read. In his writing, Carrère—described by the Guardian as “the most important French writer you’ve never heard of”—is something of a Parisian Truman Capote. He describes this book as a “non-fiction novel,” for, while its stories are rooted in fact, they are also heavily stylized.
In the final pages, he travels to Russia to interview a rather disinterested Limonov, who asks why the author has chosen to write his biography. Carrère answers that he finds Limonov’s story “fascinating.” Limonov, in turn, only shrugs—and declares that he has lived “a s–tty life.”


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Wednesday, September 6, 2017

The Kingdom by Emmanuel Carrère review / The man who invented Jesus




The Kingdom by Emmanuel Carrère review – the man who invented Jesus


A brilliant, genre-bending French bestseller uses the story of the early church as a parable for the author’s own life



Translated by John Lambert


Tim Whitmarsh
Friday 24 February 2017 08.14 GMT
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his is a brilliant, shocking book. What shocks is not Emmanuel Carrère’s demystifying novelisation of the first decades of the Christian church. Nor is it the intermittent sexualisation of that story (Nikos Kazantzakis, after all, got there first with The Last Temptation of Christ). Nor is it his use of the scholarly methods favoured by theologians to attack theology itself. The real scandal of this book is its relentless narcissism. Only someone with Carrère’s mountain-sized ego could reinvent the story of the early church as a parable for his own life (and, perhaps, vice versa). Luckily for the reader prepared to grapple with this complex, intellectual but compelling book, he is also witty, painfully self-critical and humane. The Kingdom is not without its problems, but it is a work of great literature, which has sold by the hundreds of thousands in the author’s native France.

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Emmanuel Carrère / The most important French writer you've never heard of


Emmanuel Carrère: the most important French writer you've never heard of

As his latest 'non-fiction novel', Limonov, comes out in English, the acclaimed and bestselling author discusses his extreme personal candour and why he likes to court danger

Emmanuel Carr re / Ed Alcock / M.Y.O.P.
Emmanuel Carrere: ‘Yes, maybe I’m more explicit than some.’ Photograph: Ed Alcock/MYOP
Relaxing cross-legged in his Paris apartment, with his crew cut, bare feet, and black fatigues, sun-tanned Emmanuel Carrère could be a guerrilla commander at a ceasefire, or a colonel in the French Foreign Legion enjoying some metropolitan R&R. In fact, he's the best kind of writer, not just a bestseller but a man who is not afraid to leave the comfort zone of his desk, go out into the world, take risks, and get his shoes dirty. According to the Paris Review, "There are few great writers in France today, and Emmanuel Carrère is one of them."