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Loading... Kaputt (European Classics) (original 1944; edition 1995)by Curzio Malaparte
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Sign up for LibraryThing to find out whether you'll like this book. No current Talk conversations about this book. Somewhere in the meaty middle of Jacques Rivette's superb film Va Savoir two characters discuss the proper pronunciation of Curzio Malaparte's name. Apparently one character wasn't sufficiently stressing the Italianate swagger of such. My wife bought me this book per my request. Kaputt is WWII war journalism from various fronts filtered through Malaparte's artistic eye. I found it startling. Herr Vollmann never formerly acknowledged a debt to this work, but it may have slipped his mind. The scenes from The Winter War provide images on par with Goya. The interview with the Ustaše may lean towards propaganda. Certainly the historical record condemns the NDH without these flourishes. I give this my highest recommendation. Fantastisch boek. Al op de eerste pagina's ervoer ik Malapartes soevereine, autonome stijl en benadering, en die ervaring is de hele tijd intact gebleven. Het boek is zo mooi geschreven dat ik bij momenten Malaparte het verwijt wou maken dat hij de oorlog esthetiseert, wat hij absoluut niet doet. De vraag of alle verhalen, bijvoorbeeld het hallucinante paardenverhaal, waargebeurd zijn is irrelevant, dit is een onnavolgbare evocatie van Europa (min of meer met uitzondering van West-Europa) tijdens de Tweede Wereldoorlog. Dan Hofstadter is a well-reviewed memoirist on Naples, which presumably explains why he was chosen to add the Afterword to the NYRB-Classics edition. But he is no Malaparte fan. It was disconcerting to finish a book I quite enjoyed and then read his largely negative comments. Yes, Malaparte's politics are suspect, he is a compulsive name-dropper, his blend of Proustian social observation and accounts of atrocities on the Eastern front is in questionable taste. But we are here to judge the book, not the author, and I found Kaputt a compelling read, full of unforgetable visual descriptions. I was not too certain about the quality of the translation. I thought it was normal to translate into one's first language. Early on, there is a reference to Shakespeare's Cleopatra as "the snake of the old Nile." No, just no. Okumaya başlarken istekliydim ama doğrusu ön söz beni biraz yordu ve bundan dolayı sıkıntılı bir başlangıç yaptım. Ancak daha ilk sayfalarda kritik bir sorunun cevabını, kısmen de olsa, bulabileceğim bir metinle karşı karşıya olduğumu hissettim. Kafaları çok uzun zamandır kurcalayan, cevabı hep bulundu sanılıp bir süre sonra yok bu değilmiş denilen bir soru. Sadece Türk’lerin değil, Ruslar’ın, Araplar’ın, muhakkak Kürtler’in ve hatta bir çok Doğu Avrupa’lının zihnini zorlayan bir soru. Avrupa ne demektir? Kaputt bence, kendi anlattığı hikayenin dışında ve üstünde, Avrupa’yı anlatan daha doğrusu Avrupa imgesini kavramayı sağlayan, en azından bir kenarından hissettirebilen bir kitap. Aydınlanmanın, “Renaissance” ın olduğu kadar bunlar karşısında yükselen o güçlü tepkinin de Avrupa’nın ta kendisi olduğunu bence çok ama çok güzel anlatıyor. Bu bağlamda sürekli olarak Nietzsche’den alıntı yapan sevgili dostlarıma Kaputt’u özellikle tavsiye ederim. Öte yandan çok tartıştığımız ve hatta artık bir anlamı kalmadığının çok iddialı bir şekilde söylendiğini duyduğumuz Avrupa Birliği’nin neyi ifade ettiğini sorgulayanlarada Kaputt’u tavsiye ederim. Son olarak anti semitizme gösterilen tepkileri kavramakta zorluk çekenlere, bu konuda ki hassasiyeti siyasi olarak batıcılık olarak tanımlayanlara da Kaputt’u iki kere okumlarını tavsiye derim. no reviews | add a review
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Curzio Malaparte was a disaffected supporter of Mussolini with a taste for danger and high living. Sent by an Italian paper during World War II to cover the fighting on the Eastern Front, Malaparte secretly wrote this terrifying report from the abyss, which became an international bestseller when it was published after the war. Telling of the siege of Leningrad, of glittering dinner parties with Nazi leaders, and of trains disgorging bodies in war-devastated Romania, Malaparte paints a picture of humanity at its most depraved. Kaputt is an insider's dispatch from the world of the enemy that is as hypnotically fascinating as it is disturbing. Book jacket. No library descriptions found.
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"I knew enough of him to detest him, but I felt honor bound not to stop there. … I hoped to catch a gesture, a word, an involuntary action that might reveal to me Frank’s real face, his inner face, that would suddenly break away from the dark, deep region of his mind where, I instinctively felt, the roots of his cruel intelligence and fine musical sensitiveness were anchored in a morbid and, in a certain sense, criminal subsoil of character."
Malaparte brings us beautiful tragic images - such as horses that jump into Lake Ladoga in Finland to escape a forest fire created by an aerial bombardment. Tragically the lake suddenly freezes and the horses with it. They create macabre statues, the terror can be seen in their eyes - we wouldn't want to be there for the thawing. Malaparte loves giving life to corpses, the corpse of Mussolini speaks to him in his novel "The Skin" as does a dead Russian soldier in "The Volga Rises in Europe". The horse story is undoubtedly untrue - this is a book where bending and changing the truth leads to a work of art that reflects the follies of war even better than a well-written blow by blow account such as "All Quiet on the Western Front".
Malaparte has a baroque style which in other writers would be pretentious but he pulls it off, he references a lot of high European culture - as in the following landscape sketch in which he references a Swedish painter:
“Daylight was beginning to lose its youth after the ghostlike endlessness of a pellucid summer day, without dawn or sunset. Already the face of the day was growing wrinkled, and little by little the evening was darkening the first, still-luminous shadows. Trees, rocks, houses and clouds sweeter and more intense in their foreboding of the coming night were slowly melting into the mellow autumnal landscape, as in those landscapes of Elias Martin.”
Scenes of natural beauty like this one contrast bitterly with the horrors Malaparte witnesses on the Eastern Front. He is distraught, maybe not for the loss of those close to him - but for the willful destruction of a great civilization by those, like Hans Frank, who make a great show of being sophisticated and educated. Malaparte is also adept at using surrealism and Christian imagery. I would be tempted to give this 6 stars. ( )