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A Sentimental Novel (French Literature) Paperback – May 6, 2014
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In France, Alain Robbe-Grillet's final novel was sold in shrink-wrap, labeled with a sticker warning readers that this perverse fairy tale might offend certain sensibilities. It tells the story of Gigi, also known as Djinn, who is being schooled by her father to be a perfect slave and mistress. Running the gamut of unacceptable subject matter from incest to torture, this book abounds with vignettes that explore taboos and their representation in fiction, from the Brothers Grimm to the Marquis de Sade. It is titillating and disgusting, the work of a dirty old man or brilliant agent provocateur--or both.
- Print length150 pages
- LanguageEnglish
- PublisherDalkey Archive Press
- Publication dateMay 6, 2014
- Dimensions5.4 x 0.5 x 8.4 inches
- ISBN-101628970065
- ISBN-13978-1628970067
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What constitutes pornography is very much in the eye of the beholder, but there is little doubt that this is an openly and joyfully pornographic book, in that it turns into an unbound celebration of deviancy at its most explicit and imaginative.
(The Guardian)This isn't literature, this is masturbation!
(Alain Robbe-Grillet)There is some superb writing here -- an effective, unsettling contrast to the awful subject-matter, and the aspect of the book that is most intriguing..
(Complete Review)The power of the novel and Robbe-Grillet's mastery is impressive, but the novel itself is disturbing. Whether one judges this novel art, pornography or a fusion of the two, it will trouble readers.
(Spiked)This artful translation pays homage to the book's aesthetic refinement.
(The New Yorker)About the Author
Sous son propre nom, Catherine Robbe-Grillet est l'auteur de"Entretien avec Jeanne de Berg" (Les Impressions Nouvelles, 2002) et"Jeune mariee: Journal, 1957-1962" (Fayard, 2004).
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- Publisher : Dalkey Archive Press; Reprint edition (May 6, 2014)
- Language : English
- Paperback : 150 pages
- ISBN-10 : 1628970065
- ISBN-13 : 978-1628970067
- Item Weight : 6.8 ounces
- Dimensions : 5.4 x 0.5 x 8.4 inches
- Best Sellers Rank: #1,991,777 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)
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“The novel purports to transform into a work of literary fiction the authors own avowed catalog of perverse fantasies, which he claimed had remained unchanged since the age of twelve, and that he had been making notes of over the years, every one consisting of transgressions perpetrated against young girls. In the course of 239 numbered paragraphs, and in a series of theatrical set pieces evoked in sumptuous detail, we read about fourteen-year-old Gigi and her education by her father (also her lover) in matters erotic, more specifically sado-masochistic, with the assistance and participation of a chorus of female children who are submitted to progressively more excruciating, savage and brutal acts of torture and rape — the reader is spared no detail of organs lacerated, blood spilled, fluids propagated. There are also digressions in the form of flashbacks and asides that fill in the story of this or that sundry character, each producing its own mini hair-raising fable within the story.”
“The close-up descriptions of the machinery of torture — the pulleys and winches and their operation, the materiality of the gruesome dildos, seats of nails, the multiple suspended parallel blades that penetrate flesh, the virgins strung up in a circle by their feet, or the redheads fed to rabid dogs — all in polished, almost scientific language, with no hint of a moral dimension, produce an unholy kind of terror and pity and firmly relegate these scenes to the realm of the unreal from which they came. This feeling of unreality is furthered by the relentless mounting intensity of the cruelties.”
“In case the reader might imagine that the book is a one note tale of grim horror, it is important to mention that, odd though it may appear, lighter touches do abound. There is tenderness between the girls, as well as in the development of the father-daughter relationship, even as Gigi submits to, or with her father's collusion delivers, gruesome punishments.”
I did not like the numbered paragraphs structure of the book. Stories continued over paragraphs and bled (no pun intended) into following stories. For books that have no study guide such as Cliff’s Notes available, I like to create my own summary document that summarizes each chapter. I found it awkward to do that with this book. I grouped the numbered paragraphs in a way that I thought was logical and summarized each grouping, quoting some portions along with my notes.
This is not a book for everyone. If you like to read the works of Marquis de Sade, you might want to read this book. On the other hand, there is no philosophy mixed in with the acts of sexual torture and perversity, as there is in de Sade’s writings.
This was Alain Robbe-Grillet’s last novel. He died less than six months after its publication. Interpret the meaning of that, if there is any, as you wish.
But it is not pornography either. Pornography is surely meant to titillate, to indulge sexual fantasies, but this goes so far beyond the realm of fantasy as to emerge the other side into a realm of excess so total that I do not even have a name for it. It starts gently enough. The writer, waking in a bed in a sterile room, has a vision of a lightly clad pubescent girl by a fountain. Called in to a library, she must read libertine literature to an older man, perhaps her father, who canes her naked buttocks if she slips up. After this, she serves him food and drink, then comes to his bed. It becomes hard to tell what is dream, what fantasy, what read from a book. Soon flagellation and incest are the least of it as the number of very young girls multiplies, the tortures get more sexual and elaborate, and an increasing number end in dismemberment and death. Any titillation I myself might have felt was gone by 20 or so of the numbered paragraphs. It is simply impossible to imagine anyone making his way through to paragraph 239 without switching off completely. Could it be that the emetic effect of such overdose was precisely the point?
The French have long had a fascination with literary sadism, especially among intellectual authors. For example, take the very similar STORY OF THE EYE , the 1928 novella by no less than Georges Battaille, the Surrealist and major philosopher. For a long time, "Pauline Réage," the pseudonymous author of THE STORY OF O , was suspected of being a member of the Académie Française, perhaps Henri de Montherlant or André Malraux. Robbe-Grillet's book, like de Sade's own and most of their successors, is characterized by a cool refinement at odds with its subject-matter. These horrors do not take place in suburban basements, but in country mansions, private libraries, chateaux whose torture chambers have historical precedents and Latin names. They presuppose an international trade among connoisseurs for condemned criminals (young and female, naturally), vagrant girls, and even unwanted daughters. Everything is described in much the way you would discuss the exotic foods at an ultra-exclusive restaurant. "The close-up descriptions of the machinery of torture, [...] all in polished, almost scientific language, with no hint of a moral dimension, produce an unholy kind of terror and pity and firmly relegate these scenes to the realm of the unreal from which they came," says the translator D. E. Brooke. I have to say I experienced neither the terror nor the pity, and the unreality did not make the result more palatable. "Such a transformation of haunting horrors into a work of literature is an act of existential alchemy," Brooke concludes. I cannot see it; my one-star rating is a fair description of my feelings. Yet, though I shall probably never open it again, I shall keep this book on my shelves in sheer amazement at its existence.






