and I lose an enemy or two every day … cancer, apoplexy, gluttony … it's a pleasure the number that pass on! … I'm not hard to please … a name! … another!

Coincidence rules. I just penned a lengthy (for me, anyway) treatment of how and why Celine should be approached.

That was lost.

The how converged his hysterical realism and penchant for splatter of adjective and detail. The why detailed his good faith account of the vanquished, how he understood the stakes of his ideological bent. Unfortunately, Celine in his derangement perceived his public judgement and persecution to be of personal bent.

There is no painting over of crimes or incitement, instead the author captures with intensity the peril of RAF fighters strafing those fleeing from liberated France into Germany. Sanctuary is found in a train built for the Shah of Iran and crowded not only with collaborators but with screaming, shitting children.

Whether he was being glib or not, I credit Joshua Cohen for inviting me to return to Celine after so long. ( )

En 1932, avec le Voyage au bout de la nuit, Louis-Ferdinand Céline s'imposait d'emblée comme un des grands novateurs de notre temps. Le Voyage était traduit dans le monde entier et de nombreux écrivains ont reconnu ce qu'ils devaient à Céline, de Henry Miller à Marcel Aymé, de Sartre à Jacques Perret, de Simenon à Félicien Marceau.

D'un château l'autre pourrait s'intituler 'le bout de la nuit'. Les châteaux dont parle Céline sont en effet douloureux, agités de spectres qui se nomment la Guerre, la Haine, la Misère. Céline s'y montre trois fois châtelain : à Sigmaringen en compagnie du maréchal Pétain et de ses ministres ; au Danemark où il demeure dix-huit mois dans un cachot, puis quelques années dans une ferme délabrée ; enfin à Meudon où sa clientèle de médecin se réduit à quelques pauvres, aussi miséreux que lui.
Il s'agit pourtant d'un roman autant que d'une confession, car Céline n'est pas fait pour l'objectivité.

Avec un comique somptueux, il décrit les Allemands affolés, l'Europe entière leur retombant sur la tête, les ministres de Vichy sans ministère, et le Maréchal à la veille de la Haute Cour.
D'un château l'autre doit être considéré au même titre que le Voyage au bout de la nuit et Mort à crédit comme un des grands livres de Céline auqel il donna du reste une suite avec Nord (1960) et Rigodon (1969).

Source: Amazon - March 21, 2018

Trois etoiles, pour le style, et l'energie hallucinante de l'auteur a l'encontre du genre humain, mais pose beaucoup de question sur qui est victime? ( )

Premier volet de la trilogie allemande finale de Céline (cf. ##Nord## et ##Rigodon##).

Castle to Castle is the first of Celine's very highly subjective trilogy of books concerning his World War II experiences and adventures. For those who might not be in the know Celine found himself somehow on the wrong side of the equation during the war mainly due to his anti-semetic, anti-communist ideology as not much else fit very easily into a nazi or fascist worldview. Castle to Castle published originally in French in 1957 first begins in present time with the somewhat embittered narrator recounting his fall from grace--the present day hardships of trying to scrape by as a certified doctor with no car, no maids, no patients to speak of, something of a pariah etc. on noodes and vegetables and bedeviled by crank callers on the phone and at his door and the odd malaria attack; occasionally taking us back to those heady times before he fled from Paris a target of the Communist resistance. Eventually comes the big malarial attack from which he hallucinates the arrival of the french film actor and former friend Le Vigan. Then we're finally off to the races to Baden Baden with his wife Lili and cst Bebert in tow in I believe 1943 with a host of refugees many from the hoi polloi on the run from the allies and not always in the good graces of the Nazi's or their Vichy allies and subject to mysterious and sinister disappearances. Those authorities taking a particularly dim view of Bebert the cat. For those who don't know Celine his writing style is unique--comparable to an electric current--steady and rhythmic--it tends to grab hold and doesn't let go. While this really cannot be considered historical fiction in any true sense of the word it does give some very penetrating and candid portrayals of many of the major personalities of the Vichy regime and a few nazi's besides. Celine has a nasty and sometimes violent sense of humor--though the violence is more controlled here. The second book and real masterpiece 'North' is still to come but this was a very interesting start. ( )