"Джек Керуак. Big Sur (engl)" - читать интересную книгу автораДжек Керуак.
Big Sur Big Sur, Unmistakably Autobiographical, Big Sur, Jack Kerouac's Ninth Novel, Was Written As The "king Of The Beats" Was Ap-, Proaching Middle-age And Reн flects His Struggle To Come To Terms With His Own Myth. The Magnificent And Moving Story. Of jack duluoz, a man blessed by great talent and cursed with an urge towards self-destruction, big sur is at once ker Unmistakably autobiographical, Big Sur, Jack Kerouac's ninth novel, was written as the "King of the beats" was approaching middle-age and reflects his struggle to come to terms with his own myth. The magnificent and moving story. Of jack duluoz, a man blessed by great talent and cursed with an urge towards self-destruction, big sur is at once kerouac's toughest and his most humane work. JACK KEROUAC was born in 1922 in Lowell, Massachusetts, the youngest of three children in a French-Canadian family. In high school he was a star player on the local football team, and went on to win football scholarships to Horace Mann (a New York prep school) and Columbia College. He left Columbia and football in his sophomore year, joined the Merchant Marines and began the restless wanderings that were to continue for the greater part of his life. His first novel, The Town and the City, was published in 1950. On the Road, although written in 1951 (in a few hectic days on a scroll of newsprint), was not published until 1957 - it made him of his many other books, among them The Subterraneans, Doctor Sax and Desolation Angels, followed. Jack Kerouac died in 1969, in St Petersburg, Florida, at the age of forty-seven. My work comprises one vast book like Proust's except that my remembrances are written on the run instead of afterwards in a sick bed. Because of the objections of my early publishers I was not allowed to use the same personae names in each work. On the Road, The Subterraneans, The Dharma Bums, Doctor Sax, Maggie Cassidy, Tristessa, Desolation Angels, Visions of Cody and the others including this book Big Sur are just chapters in the whole work which I call The Duluoz Legend. In my old age I intend to collect all my work and re-insert my pantheon of uniform names, leave the long shelf full of books there, and die happy. The whole thing forms one enormous comedy, seen through the eyes of poor Ti Jean (me), otherwise known as Jack Duluoz, the world of raging action and folly and also of gentle sweetness seen through the keyhole of his eye. JACK KEROUAC 1 The church is blowing a sad windblown "Kathleen" on the bells in the skid row slums as I wake up all woebegone and goopy, groaning from another |
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