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February 24, 2005
Hemingway ~ Garden of Eden
As far as the Hunter Thompson/Hemingway brouhaha (ala Andrea), I've only read this one of his books and it was a doozey. (I won't claim to be an academic of Bingley's ilk and am not even worthy to consider wiping the shoes of the family scholar nj sue.) In Papa's defence, I offer...
Garden of Eden
"A sensational bestseller when it appeared in 1986, The Garden of Eden is the last uncompleted novel of Ernest Hemingway, which he worked on intermittently from 1946 until his death in 1961. Set on the Côte d'Azur in the 1920s, it is the story of a young American writer, David Bourne, his glamorous wife, Catherine, and the dangerous, erotic game they play when they fall in love with the same woman*. "A lean, sensuous narrative...taut, chic, and strangely contemporary..."(*emphasis mine, for Ken's sake.)
I will admit to actually rereading...ahem..once...or twice. But purely for the descriptions of life on the Mediterranean. Not for any of the other...stuff.
Yow...gotta go take a cold shower..
Posted by tree hugging sister at February 24, 2005 11:42 AM
Comments
It's like Being John Malkovich, except by a fat drunk with a machismo complex.
Posted by: Emily at February 24, 2005 12:26 PM
Oohhh, hot girl-on-girl-on-man-on-scotch action?
Anyone "taste copper in their mouth"? That seems to happen in every Hemingway book I ever read...kind of like Charlton Heston can't make a movie without saying "Oh...My...God" at least once.
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at February 24, 2005 12:46 PM
Hey, that's MY line, Bingley BASTARD!
And I don't care what either of you say. What could possibly be wrong with being beautiful and a wealthy heiress, with fabulous clothes, having nothing better to do than wander down to the dock for fresh fish, with such rapport with the locals that they make you delicacies at any hour of the day, lounging about in the shade during the heat of the day, drinking drinking drinking and finding either a gorgeous successful sensitive novelist and/or another beautiful wealthy heiress? What's wrong with that, as if any of those of us in the sludgepits would have to ask?
And if that happened in the Old Guy and a Fish maybe it's just as well I never ruined the experience with any more Hemingway. Pfft.
Posted by: tree hugging sister at February 24, 2005 12:57 PM
I wish I could comment, but I don't know very much about American literature.
Posted by: NJ Sue at February 24, 2005 05:47 PM