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Bezig met laden... Ik en Kaminski (2003)door Daniel Kehlmann
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Meld je aan bij LibraryThing om erachter te komen of je dit boek goed zult vinden. Op dit moment geen Discussie gesprekken over dit boek. > Babelio : https://www.babelio.com/livres/Kehlmann-Moi-et-Kaminski/200224 > C'est un bon roman, mais dont on ne tire pas de grande satisfaction. Cela a même été pour moi une lecture constamment désagréable. Désagréable parce que l'on suit en permanence un personnage très déplaisant qui s'appelle Sébastian Zöllner et que l'on pourrait qualifier de "jeune loup aux dents longues" (du genre à rayer le parquet). Zöllner est un arriviste totalement égocentré ("Moi d'abord et Kaminski, X, Y ou le reste du monde") qui ne recule devant rien pour parvenir à ses fins. —Danieljean (Babelio) geen besprekingen | voeg een bespreking toe
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Sebastian Zollner is searching for his big break. A failure as a journalist, a boyfriend, and a human being, he sets out to write the essential biography of the eccentric painter Manuel Kaminski. All he needs to do is ingratiate himself into Kaminski’s family, wait for him to kick the bucket, and then reap the rewards. There’s only one problem. Kaminski has an agenda of his own, an agenda that will send them on a wild-goose chase to places neither of them ever expected to go. Told with Nabokovian wit and an edgy intelligence, Me and Kaminski is a shrewd send-up of art and journalistic pretensions from the internationally acclaimed author of Measuring the World. Geen bibliotheekbeschrijvingen gevonden. |
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Manuel Kaminski is a painter, briefly famous (Picasso bought one of his works), now nearly forgotten. Zöllner is an art critic on the make. He’s not interested in art but in reputation—his own primarily, but that of others to the extent they can magnify his. He has garnered a commission to write Kaminski’s biography and, if all goes well, hopes it will appear soon after the old man dies. This doesn’t make him unusual in his field, as an absurd and acerbic account of the naked self-promotion and vapid pretension on display at a vernissage reveals.
Kaminski is long past caring for all this, although he, too, was more ambitious than talented in his youth. He no longer paints; he is blind (or claims to be). A blind painter? Why not? Beethoven continued to compose after becoming deaf. At one point, Sebastian watches Kaminski doodle on a notepad as what seemed like an aimless spiral takes on aspects of a face. The eye, it seems, is a dispensable element in the link between imagination and hand.
After I closed the book, countless other stories came to mind (what could be more postmodern than that?). Kaminski uses Sebastian to achieve a reunion with the love of his youth; this recalled Lotte Kestner’s visit to the aged Goethe, as recounted in Thomas Mann’s Lotte in Weimar. She had been the inspiration for The Sorrows of the Young Werther, Goethe’s early reputation-making success. The obstacle-laden trip north to achieve this reminded me of Dante, especially Purgatorio, with Kaminski as Virgil. Near the end of the trip, Sebastian sees Elke, his Beatrice, but she cares as little for him as the real-life Beatrice did for Dante.
This is the second novel I’ve read in succession with an unlikable protagonist, but Sebastian makes Charity Royall of Edith Wharton’s Summer seem the embodiment of charm by comparison. It takes a masterful artist to create such a character and make us care in the end. Wharton succeeded; I admired the way Charity developed. With Sebastian, Kehlmann presents a character whose oblivious lack of the most elementary social grace amuses (at times) but whose self-centeredness struck me as incurable, despite his awareness of the expansive sky and the waves on the closing page of the book. Nevertheless, an entertaining read. ( )