Word: karmel
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...those on the far right manage to keep us from speaking tomorrow, how shall we of the left appeal to the undecided center for our right to be heard? If we prevent Gallo from making its case heard, it is our own freedom we are killing. Joseph Low Karmel...
...illiterate murderer Bigger Thomas. Reed even brings back those veteran moochers from Amos 'n' Andy, the Kingfish and Andrew H. Brown, now trying to cash in on the street-corner Hindu racket. "Andy," says the Kingfish, "I think it's about time we went into the Karmel bizness...
Actually, Restif wrote no diary during the terror. My Revolution is an exasperating dodge, deceptively mislabeled by the publishers. It was written entirely in 1969 by Alex Karmel, a novelist and an ex-Fulbright student in Paris. The book is exceptionable because the reader is led to think that Karmel's handmade wormholes are real. It is exasperating because as a historical novel it must be counted brilliant...
...Karmel's Restif, splendid fellow, is not only a gossipist and eavesdropper but an aging whoremonger, moralist, printer and pamphleteer, skeptic, citizen, sentimentalist and night-prowling philosopher. He catches perfectly the queerness of the scene when he does reach the Bastille: "The fortress is being looted. From the high towers precious documents float down into the moat." He records the rainy grayness of Paris and the strange periods of calm when the Revolution catches its breath ("Most people lost interest . . . The price of bread continued to rise"). He sees the city's whores applaud a lynching "with their...
What gives the book flesh and weight, however, is not local color. It is the lecherous old rationalist Restif, whose expert portrait by Karmel, in turn, reflects more of the spirit of revolutionary Paris than any neutral reportage is likely to do. Karmel nudges the reader once or twice too often to see parallels between Restif's Revolution and those of modern times. But he has superbly proved his boast that "this is the book Restif did not write but should have." All it lacks is a modest degree of "truth in packaging...