Iskustva mladog Don Juana - Guillaume Apollinaire Grafički zavod Hrvatske. Zagreb 1971, str. 95: ilustracije, meki povez, stanje: vrlo dobro, latinica. ANTIKVARNE KNJIGE KNJIŽARA E KNJIGE NALOG INFO KORPA KONTAKT.
I don't think I can give this a starred review. Rating does not compute, because it didn't feel quite like a 'real' book to me. A primitive attempt to create a virtual reality experience. You see, you hear, you smell, you taste, explicitly and that's the whole point, the only reason for being there. Fun, for sure, but not to be judged exactly by my usual standards.
So here goes the attempt to word my thoughts on these Amorous Exploits.What are you in for if you read th I. I don't think I can give this a starred review.
Rating does not compute, because it didn't feel quite like a 'real' book to me. A primitive attempt to create a virtual reality experience. You see, you hear, you smell, you taste, explicitly and that's the whole point, the only reason for being there. Fun, for sure, but not to be judged exactly by my usual standards. So here goes the attempt to word my thoughts on these Amorous Exploits.What are you in for if you read this book?- The arousal of children and adults together. It's not sick, not abusive, not really even pedophilia. In fact it seems like mature females touching little boys and girls might have been a form of nurture and comfort in the Victorian period.
If you are willing to detach yourself from the modern horror of sexually abusing children, you realize there is nothing 'morally' wrong or disgusting or hurtful about what Apollinaire is describing in the earlier chapters. I'm curious to find out the historical authenticity of such a practice. (But where on Earth would one find that out?)- Bestiality. We're all animals. He was stretching it a tiny bit on this one, for me.
Geese aren't dildos. The dog wasn't big enough?
Excuse my grammar for a sec. LOL.- Incest. And lots of it. Both sisters and an auntie become Roger's fellow explorers. I think mummy is the only one who avoids deeper relations with him, and that's not for Roger's failure to be attracted to her.
Presumably, he'll become every bit as 'imaginative' as her husband, and who knows? An Oedipus-on-purpose scenario is not out of the questions.
By the way, the back-cover description is inaccurate. He fucks his sister first.And except for the peasant scene, they're all so polite and (I get the impression) sincere about it. It's kind of lovely to read how Roger woos woman after woman, his nice seductive phrases never getting stale, false or repeated. (Well, maybe repeated a bit, but they all want the same thing anyway, dammit.) There's this combination of burning desire and overarching respect; Roger never gets close to raping anyone, so far as I can gather. Almost everyone he approaches (thus, almost everyone with a vagina) is remarkably willing to comply for mutual enjoyment.
This book makes no claims to realism. I just realized how messed-up the unities of time are in this thing. But it's all to good effect. Good thing it's a mere fifty pages, because you can't really stop once you start.I liked reading about the experimentation of himself and his partners.
They discover new levels of experience together, dominating the union only by turn. It felt - I dunno, more innocent, somehow. And holy crap, Apollinaire, if you can achieve any feel of innocence, in a work like this, maybe you deserve five stars after all.What's funniest about this kind of book is how quickly it grows on you just speaking for myself - on me. There is the initial 'Holy #$&%' moment, the muffled, half-dismayed laughter, and then the expanding sense of 'Okaaay.' And then I read on and do it again.Overall, judging by Rakehell, Apollinaire treats erotica as a genre that should be as worthy of literary reading as it's possible (again, for me) to imagine. True, there's no plot to speak of, but the imagery is actually quite lovely.
Though it's eyebrow-raising stuff for the uninitiated, it's a decent introduction to smutty books. Read, laugh, learn with Roger (maybe?! Oh dear, I shouldn't even post that), feel, and go with the flow. I'm not sorry I did. Poet/playwright/author Guillaume Apollinaire was a pretty important guy in his day. He is said to have coined the term “Surrealism” and to have written one of the earliest surrealist plays.
He was a big deal in Montparnasse, and moved in some heady artistic circles. He was wounded in WWI and died from Spanish Flu. I’ve always meant to read something of his, and last month I decided to make it, otherwise known as, because of Ch Poet/playwright/author Guillaume Apollinaire was a pretty important guy in his day. He is said to have coined the term “Surrealism” and to have written one of the earliest surrealist plays. He was a big deal in Montparnasse, and moved in some heady artistic circles. He was wounded in WWI and died from Spanish Flu.
I’ve always meant to read something of his, and last month I decided to make it, otherwise known as, because of Christopher Hart’s on Guardian.co.uk.I am a fan of smut (a word I use with great affection), so I am very glad I read this. But if you are not a fan of smut you may want to skip the spoiler section of my review because I will be using the same language as Apollinaire. My spoiler alert is really a smut alert. It should also be noted that you may just find out a bit too much information about me and my sexuality. Consider yourself warned.This little novella is about the sexual awakening and voraciousness of a boy named Roger (how fitting!).
He fucks his sisters, the maid, all of the serving girls, and his Aunt. He gets one sister pregnant, one of the serving girls pregnant and his Aunt pregnant (he does act as the godfather for his children, though, so that’s nice). He listens in on the confessions of the villagers, using a secret passage that runs from the library to the chapel, where we get detailed descriptions of a man’s sexual encounters with a cow, another man’s encounters with goats, and another man’s fetish for grey haired, both above and below, women. Plus, we hear all about the S&M games of his mother and father, and his Aunt’s use of candles. It is an education in all sorts of sexuality (except boy-boy sexuality), that might even make blush.There really is no plot at all.
It’s just sex. One tryst after another. But there is something marvellous, even in translation, about the sensuality of Apollinaire’s writing. Taste: it’s there in everything Roger does. All the Lady Janes he licks, the semen he swallows (always his own, sadly), the mouths he kisses, they all have flavours that Apollinaire wants us to taste.Touch: this is expressed using all of Roger’s extremities and even his anus.
His tongue and fingers are thrust into 'potholes' and 'fleeces,' and they caress every inch of every voluptuous or nubile or pregnant or mature body, offering us the textures and jiggles and resistances and warmth and moisture of every inch of flesh he comes in contact with. And the boy touches - constantly.Sight: this is nearly overwhelming. The loving descriptions of every cunt and arse-hole Roger sees are marvellously titillating, as are the descriptions of his own sizable prick. But it is the smells that are the most erotic, at least for me.Smells: Roger smells everything; it’s a preoccupation. The odour di femina as he calls it, will bring his penis to full erection quicker than anything else. He describes the smells of urine in pubic hair, the faint whiff of feces when he’s busy with a behind, the smell of menstruation and the mustiness of armpits and night sweat and anything else you can imagine.
If that’s your bag, and it is definitely mine, it is incredibly erotic It’s also the stuff of life.My only complaints would be that there wasn’t enough 'prick' (although there was a wonderful chapter all about Roger’s masturbation), and Apollinaire never really engaged in the sounds of sex, for all his sensuality. Even with these shortcomings –- and the incest and bestiality and molestation and sexism and privilege and rapaciousness - did exactly what it was supposed to do - it made me horny as hell. Now what I want to know is how I get my hands on the French film version from the eighties?
Something tells me it will be almost impossible, and hell, these days it might even be illegal. That’s okay though, is a fast read, and now that I own it I can go back and enjoy the titillation whenever I want.I feel so dirty. But in a good way.
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