Word: proust
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...interior-decorating lady author whose every point is petit; nor is it the literary bedroom peeper of the huff-puff-periphrasis school ("Metaphor pounded at his temples and his heart swelled with simile"). The most egregious trier of patience is, surely, the Author Who Has Read Proust. He will send his hero into the kitchen to mix a drink, say, but sure as Remembrance of Things Past comes in seven volumes, the ice tray wall remind the hero of another, earlier ice tray, half-shrouded in the mists of memory, and it will be 40 pages before the reader gets...
...Private Jones's long, hard-written effort to be the Marcel Proust of C-for-Charlie Company's baptism of fire is not without virtues. His narrative of the company's action switches focus from soldier to soldier, skillfully managing to re-create a steadily developing, complex assault on a pair of Japanese-held hills. Without seeming to interrupt, it examines each individual's reactions to his own private world of pride and fear. But much of what Jones tells of the men-their need to prove their manhood, the revival meeting frenzy that carries them...
...coupling of the somewhat unreal and surrealistically horrifying present with an all too real past that can never completely die in the memory lies at the heart of Faulkner's artistic creation. This sense of time is both peculiarly Southern and universal: one thinks of Poe, of Proust, of Lanier, or even of Francois Villon...
...course, helps make this pulp intriguing: your room. Elsie's. The Brattle. And where else could you audit such courses as Comp. Lit 248, Modern Forms of Ambiguity, in which "we shall consider how the trends, first synthesized in Dostoevsky, later developed separately by Conrad, Gido, Joyce, and Proust, finally became re-integrated again in the novels of William Faulkner." That might not be great satire, but at least it sounds familiar...
Plastic Twin. Updike is a delver into himself, much in the manner of Proust. Most of his protagonists in this collection are really the same thin, brooding young man. although they are given different names. Clearly they are different ages of a fabricated Updike, the kind of plastic twin brother that Proustians invent when they want to probe their own insides without disturbing the machinery. The trouble is that Author Updike does not really seem interested in exploring time and soul, but merely in finding some minimal core to be crusted with his magnificent words. This dedicated 29-year...