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Indlæser... That Summer in Paris (Exile Classics series) (original 1963; udgave 2007)af Morley Callaghan
Work InformationThat Summer In Paris: Memories of Tangled Friendships with Hemingway, Fitzgerald, and Some Others af Morley Callaghan (1963)
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Bliv medlem af LibraryThing for at finde ud af, om du vil kunne lide denne bog. Der er ingen diskussionstråde på Snak om denne bog. Interesting....I enjoyed the author's style, but his ego was certainly in his way in his little times. The insights on Scott, Ford, and Hemingway were good. ( ) Published first, in 1963, but makes for an excellent A Moveable Feast (1964) sequel. "The Quarter was like a small town. It had little points of protocol, little indignities not to be suffered." - That Summer in Paris, page 109 "Look at it in this way. Scott didn’t like McAlmon. McAlmon no longer liked Hemingway. Hemingway had turned against Scott. I had turned up my nose at Ford. Hemingway liked Joyce. Joyce liked McAlmon." - That Summer in Paris, pg. 169 The above quotes give a good idea of the gossipy tone of Morley Callaghan's memoir. Callaghan first met Ernest Hemingway in Toronto, Canada in 1923 where they were both working for the Toronto Star and Callaghan's early short-story writing was encouraged and promoted by Hemingway. Callaghan was a Scribners published author along with Hemingway and F. Scott Fitzgerald by the time he and his wife Loretto came to live in Paris for the summer of 1929. Hemingway's A Moveable Feast (published posthumously in 1964) centres on his 1921-1925 years in Paris and is a paean to the love of his first wife Hadley, but with a bitter tone towards many of his contemporaries. I get a sense that Callaghan's life-long love of Loretto (who is also the book's dedicatee) was what kept him balanced and made for the more good natured tone in his memoir which he wrote in response to Hemingway's death in 1961. Callaghan had a wish-list of writers he hoped to meet in Paris and manages eventually to meet them all: F. Scott Fitzgerald, James Joyce and Robert McAlmon among them, as well as a then unknown John Glassco (with the nickname of Buffy, under which he appears several times as a couple with his fellow Montrealer Graeme Taylor). The book builds to a climax and crisis where the friendly sparring partners Callaghan and Hemingway were famously mis-timed in a round by Fitzgerald that resulted in Callaghan knocking down the heavier and taller Hemingway. The easily slighted Hemingway is not quick to make friends again afterwards but all ends relatively well. This 2014 printing by Exile Editions has the bonus content of several reviews and articles by Callaghan about his contemporaries as well as an undated (1980's?) afterward which records a final return trip to Paris by the Callaghans. Highly recommended if you are intrigued by this locale and this period. A partial list of related 1920's Paris memoirs: Kiki's Memoirs (1929) by Kiki de Montparnasse The Autobiography of Alice B. Toklas (1933) by Gertrude Stein This Must be the Place (1934) by Jimmie (The Barman) Charters A Moveable Feast (1964) by Ernest Hemingway Being Geniuses Together, 1920 1930 (1970) by Robert McAlmon (1938 original) & Kay Boyle (1960’s additions) Memoirs of Montparnasse (1973) by John Glassco The Nightinghouls of Paris (2007) by Robert McAlmon and one photography book: Hemingway's Paris: A Writer's City in Words and Images (2015) by Robert Wheeler Who would have imagined that a Canadian author, virtually unknown in the U.S., had written a Lost Generation memoir twice as compelling as Hemingway's "Moveable Feast"? The book gave me chills when I first read it and has done so for more than a decade since - whenever I think of it. I don't expect ever to find another book of its kind that so convincingly deposits you in a similar time and place of renown, allowing you to rub shoulders with legends (albeit quirky, quirky legends). -Adam "Punching Papa" -- http://www.nybooks.com/articles/archives/1963/feb/01/punching-papa/ I don't recall where I heard about this book, but when it came in on hold at the library, I was immediately hooked. I am fond of Callaghan's writing, and I like his mixture of boyish enthusiasm and hard-headed Canadian common sense. This book inspired me, as I saw much of myself in the author, and it was also interesting to learn about the private lives of men whose works I have held in such high esteem (Hemmingway and Fitzgerald). Both of them made sense, despite sounding utterly unappealing, and added a retrospective depth of enjoyment of their works.
If one knows some of the people mentioned, or is obsessed with the period, then Morley Callaghan’s memoir will satisfy. But it is not a good book. It is in fact a modest bad dull book which contains a superb short story about Hemingway, Fitzgerald, and Callaghan. One can push so far as to say it is probably the most dramatic single story about Hemingway’s relation to Fitzgerald in the literature. If Callaghan had been ready to stop at this, he could have had a long short story or a short memoir which might have become a classic. Instead he attenuated his material over a run of 255 pages, and so reminds one of a remark Fitzgerald once made to Callaghan. Talking about The Great Gatsby, he said the book had done reasonably well but was hardly a best-seller. “It was too short a book,” Fitzgerald said. “Remember this, Morley. Never write a book under sixty thousand words.”... As the vignettes, the memoirs, and the biographies of Hemingway proliferate, Callaghan’s summer in Paris may take on an importance beyond its literary merit, for it offers a fine clue to the logic of Hemingway’s mind, and tempts one to make the prediction that there will be no definitive biography of Hemingway until the nature of his personal torture is better comprehended. It is possible Hemingway lived every day of his life in the style of the suicide. What a great dread is that. It is the dread which sits in the silences of his short declarative sentences. At any instant, by any failure in magic, by a mean defeat, or by a moment of cowardice, Hemingway could be thrust back again into the agonizing demands of his courage. For the life of his talent must have depended on living in a psychic terrain where one must either be brave beyond one’s limit, or sicken closer into a bad illness, or, indeed, by the ultimate logic of the suicide, must advance the hour in which one would make another reconnaissance into one’s death. Tilhører ForlagsserienLaurentian Library (40)
It was the fabulous summer of 1929 when the literary capital of North America moved to La Rive Gauche--the Left Bank of the Seine River--in Paris. Ernest Hemingway was reading proofs of "A Farewell to Arms," and a few blocks away F. Scott Fitzgerald was struggling with "Tender Is the Night." As his first published book rose to fame in New York, Morley Callaghan arrived in Paris to share the felicities of literary life, not just with his two friends, Hemingway and Fitzgerald, but also with fellow writers James Joyce, Ford Madox Ford, and Robert McAlmon. Amidst these tangled relations, some friendships flourished while others failed. This tragic and unforgettable story comes to vivid life in Callaghan's lucid, compassionate prose. No library descriptions found. |
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