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3.0 out of 5 stars
Lacking insight but interesting for detail, February 13, 2004
This review is from: Pushkin: A Biography (Hardcover)
The book defies quick overall assessment. On one level it provides an extraordinary level of detail: one could learn, for example, how much, to the pound, the manager of the family Boldino estate was granted of: salt, peas, oatmeal, rice, butter etc. On the other hand, some basic information of the main protagonist remains unquestioned. For example as a child he is portrayed as having read mostly French books, but by the age of 13 he is assessed by one of his Lycée teachers as well read in Russian literature. The book is interspersed with Pushkin's drawings of the people from his milieu which, although mostly simple profiles, are good character sketches of their subjects. No comment accompanies them: neither, for example, on the origin of this skill, nor on what insight into Pushkin's personality they present. At the age of 7, it is said, Pushkin's character changed dramatically, but the book chooses not to reveal what exactly that dramatic change was. The book is rife with seemingly paradoxical statements. It is the transformation of a boy brought up by French tutors, who moreover wrote his first poem in French and had a nickname "French" in the Lycée into the preeminent Russian poet in Russian language. It is Pushkin's notorious laziness in the childhood and at school, which nevertheless did not prevent him from being remarkably educated in literary matters and displaying it in such works as "Onegin" or "Tales of Belkin". It is the source of inspiration for most of his major works. The reader is trusted to fill in the gaps on his own.
Marina Tsvetaeva, a "poet of genius" in Nabokov's words, in her essay "My Pushkin" wrote about the deeply intimate affect Pushkin had on her. Similarly, "my Pushkin" is the epithet that the emperor Nicholas I applied to Pushkin after meeting him in 1826, at the moment when he felt especially close to the poet. By comparison with Tsvetaeva and the emperor, the book lacks certain degree of ownership of its subject. The author chose to stay in the shade, bringing none of his own coloring to the facts of the poet's life. The reader, as well, is left a bit wanting, not quite able to lay the claim of "His Pushkin" to the sketchy image pieced from the book's pages.
In the preface, the author lays bare his approach to Pushkin's biography: the focus is on "the events of his life", rather than on his works. He scrupulously follows this line and if a book could be, if imperfectly, summarized in one word it would be "chronology". The most detailed part of the book, some 90 pages, relates to the fatal duel and the conflict that preceded it. By comparison, very little could be gleaned about the first 18 years of Pushkin's life from the 42 pages devoted to it. The narration, mostly quite palatable, at times feels like a ride in a city cab: bolting ahead into a gap and coming to a maddening crawl if the traffic gets thicker. True to the form of fact gathering, accounting, in the form of the exact ruble amount and nature of Pushkin's obligations and revenues, is mentioned on 78 pages. The book would have benefited from more insight into Pushkin's character and lower granularity of his finances.
Perhaps due to the author's choice of mostly staying away from analysis of Pushkin's works, the book does not really present a case for why Pushkin occupies the unrivalled place in Russian literature.
What is left? An eccentric dresser with extraordinarily long nails, who by many was considered ugly. An ardent pursuer of women, from princesses to prostitutes. A proud nobleman who fought in duels at the slightest provocation. An avid reader in several languages. A lover of exquisite drink and food. A gambler with poor arithmetic skills to boot (but an avid chess player!) who accumulated an enormous debt by the time he died. A lifelong friend with many schoolmates. A poet canonized early in his life.
The book does not contain any revelations about Pushkin and at times lacks coherency, but could be of interest for the level of detail.
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7 of 8 people found the following review helpful:
4.0 out of 5 stars
Has potential to be exciting but I didn't have the patience, October 5, 2005
This review is from: Pushkin: A Biography (Hardcover)
Now this is a thick book and very well-researched, too. I somewhat understand the author's desire to use his own translations, since this book has probably consumed a significant chunk of Mr.Binyon's time and effort. However, being able to read Russian certainly helps, since the translations are a bit uninspired (hey, I'm not saying I can do better though!). Nevertheless, I admire the amount of detail and research that has gone into this. There are maps and explanatory notes that are quite helpful, as well as quotations from a huge variety of sources. In addition, the narration is pleasant enough and not too stuffy. Then after about 70 pages I couldn't go on, even with the best intentions of reading it all...it simply got too overwhelming and repetitive. So, Pushkin went there, wrote this, saw this woman and lusted after her. Then in the next chapter, it repeats again, with mountains of detail. Maybe it's the genre, I don't know, but it gets a little dull after awhile. Mr. Binyon presents Pushkin as someone quite unlikeable - except for his poetry. That put me off too - can't blame the biographer much here though! In all, it's a very solid biography with OK translations that takes certain patience to get through. Hope I can finish this - might take me until retirement or so but it's on the shelf!
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5.0 out of 5 stars
I can't beleive there are only 4 reviews, September 28, 2011
For me this book was amazing. I felt Pushkin, I was Pushkin, I lived and now love Pushkin. I'm very surprised no other people have praised this book. It brings you into the day to day dealings and troubles of this man. I felt him in me- he's sporadic, expressive, passionate, spontaneous and deadly. Its an all true tragedy written in fine detail accounts of his life and experiences with other people, how they saw him, and how he related. I ended in anger at Pushkin for what he ends up doing but I can't help but feel good about the passionate dumbly path he lays in life. I love you man.
Brett
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