Well, I read widely and in all directions, and consequently often have the impression I'm shallow, which bothers me, and which is why I try to re-read every now and then!!
Thanks a lot for that mini-biography. I hadn't realized that Sade had lived under the Terreur; in fact, I've become aware that I really don't know much about him at all (am trying to remedy to that, and speaking about Lolitas! his last affair was with a thirteen year old...)! And definitely, the period isn't appealing - too much bloodshed, obviously.His writings fit his era perfectly, they are little more than a wicked, cynical, cry of frustration. I would not have wanted to live in his age.
And I can't say I've seen too much humour in his works, but maybe I should re-read them.I can't say I've read much, if any, modern violent novels, as they're not exactly my type. I liked Sade for his black humour, not for his violence, erotic morbidity or even minor deviances. I'm not sure him and today's violent authors write for the same reasons, but I can't afford to claim that, as I have yet to as much as make myself carry American Psycho to the cashier.![]()
Oh, the origin of laughter might be intellectual, but its effects? A great belly-laugh is probably too physical - and too plebian - for some people. I enjoy the laughter provided by shock - a comic passage in a overall "serious" novel, for instance. Eighteenth-century authors were good for that, but I think they weren't always appreciated.I've allways considered laughter to be intellectual...Good comedy is the hardest thing to write. There's a fine tread between enlightening someone through laughter and offending them, and this border changes with the culture and with the reader alike. I prefer the extremes, and I think the less likely a reader is to be offended by something (and the more likely to laugh instead) the more intelligent that reader is.
We've been speaking about Sade, so obviously we've read him (I take it for granted that Petronius is speaking from personal experience).As for Sade, I don't know his relevance, or why he is even still in print. Sure he may have been shocking, but has anyone even tried to read him? Is it even worth it? All politics and censorship asside, I have come to the conclusion that despite all the political assignments around Sade, his books aren't really about politics, or liberation, but are instead simply the workings of a perverted mind. That isn't to say that erotica is bad, or anything (though I am strained to come up with a good example of erotica, in the sense we see it today), I am just saying his "views" are artificially placed. I don't think he wrote to challenge anything, or to say anything, I think he simply wrote to create his representation of his own perverse sexual fantasies. If you take my view, he slowly seems to become, not a good writer, merely a bad perverted one.
But I've had the same qualms as you about him; he has been "recuperated" by quite a few people, and one wonders why. Apparently even Angela Carter, who's an author I really love, wrote that he left a space for woman. I'm not sure I agree with her (except maybe for Juliette). I read an interesting chapter about him in one of Barthe's book as well, and he seemed to take Sade seriously. But it's true that when you read his books, they're a letdown: not well-written, terribly repetittive especially, and not particularly clever either. But at least he's a literary oddity, which makes him interesting!
Now Sacher-Masoch is far more beautiful...





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