The plot of this book is ludicrous in places, even if we consider that Louÿs is trying to give us an allegory written as if it was from antiquity. His main message is that nudity, human sexuality, and pleasure should be embraced, that these things which seem immoral in the worst of judgments and ephemeral in the best, are in reality what give so much joy to our brief lives, and the ancients knew this. He also points out the destructive power of love, particularly when one is submissive to another.

Louÿs is a fascinating author, because on the one hand he argues for tolerance, freedom from repression, and even gay marriage (in 1896!), while on the other, objectifies women. The novel comes across as intellectual soft-core porn, with a lot of descriptions of women in various stages of undress, and in this hand-made, numbered edition, a large number of illustrations by Zier. It’s all tastefully done, but at times seems quaint and dated, and at others seems seriously creepy, e.g. child prostitution, a crucifixion, and other cruelty. The story itself only merits 3 stars, but with a good, older edition, and considering that Louÿs was trying to push the boundaries, I did find it entertaining enough to round to 3.5 stars. And, I should note as a postscript, my hat is off to TheAmpersand for his excellent review (scroll down!); I couldn’t agree more. ( )

Aphrodite is the Greek goddess of love, beauty, pleasure, and procreation. In the same manner which the Roman’s worshipped Venus, the Greeks similarly adored Aphrodite. But this particular book is not the story of the goddess Aphrodite. It is the story of a beautiful courtesan by the name of Chrysis, taking place in Alexandria, Egypt during the days of ancient Greece.

Although courtesan is just a glorified name for prostitute, the Greeks did not find shame or disrespect in that profession. In fact, quite the opposite. “Love, with all its components, was for the Greeks the most virtuous of all sentiments and the one most prolific in greatness”. Their ancient moral code proclaimed, “there is nothing under the sun more sacred than physical love, nor more beautiful than the human body.”

Written by the French author Louys in 1896, "Aphrodite" (or "Ancient Manners") paints a fascinating picture of the social and cultural life of the courtesans around the year 270 BC. The plot involves a famous sculptor Demetrios… a man honored and loved by Queen Berenice. Unfortunately he does not return the feelings… scorning the queen and all other women of Alexandria who swoon at his feet. That is- until he meets Chrysis- the most beautiful courtesan of Alexandria. And Chrysis is the only woman in Alexandria who refuses to swoon, ultimately resulting in tragic consequences.

This parody reminds me of Max Beerbohm’s "Zuleika Dobson". Both novels revolve around a desirable narcissistic woman whose lofty ambition is to achieve such greatness as to become immortal in the memories of others. Both women use their beauty to lure a man to unthinkably insane actions.

The Lewis Galantiere translation of "Aphrodite" for the Modern Library collection is excellent. The lyrical prose is poetic, the dialogue natural, the descriptions vivid, and the plot intriguing. ( )

Quite possibly the best novel ever written by an incorrigibly lecherous Belgian. "Aphrodite" combines some small degree of historical research with pure male fantasy, and it is, in places, a fun, sunny, smutty read, a pure product of European decadence in the best sense. In other places, though, the book gets darker: the book's high camp is broken up by scenes of astonishing cruelty and a rather shockingly casual attitude toward pedophilia, rape, and extreme violence. "Aphrodite," perhaps unintentionally, deftly exposes the cruelty and unhappiness that tends to underpin most society-wide fantasies and the weird (to the modern reader, anyway) social and racial attitudes that circulated in Europe at the time of its writing. The benefit of a bit of distance makes the novel a sort of x-ray of cultural and sexual attitudes, and not all of these are really commendable. Still, Chrysis herself is as foxy a character as you'll find anywhere in literature, and Louys includes a ton of historical detail, which, though it may or may not be true, convinces and charms. As another reviewer has mentioned, the novel seems to have been translated using an appropriately light touch. It's all trash, of course, but it's both enjoyable and darkly revealing, in about equal measure. ( )

One can see why and how this intensely sexual and sensual novel caused a stir in its day (the 1890s). The atmosphere is intense and (it would be good to think) redolent of the period in which the book is set (Greek Alexandria). This seems a good translation (Robert Baldick - is the surname invented? 1972). ( )

Ah! This writer is sublime.

I cannot think - I can only respond as the string of a violin quivers under the drawing of a bow. This is prose so voluptuous that no amount of imagery, sumptuous, voluminous, sensuous or rapturous can even begin to describe the delights of this book.

Literature only reaches the utmost limit of its seductiveness when it gives occasion for jealousy - not the petty feelings that constitute envy of one writer for another, but the searing, tumultuous emotion that demands withholding its beauty and wonder from the eyes of all other readers.

Such a book is this. ( )