What Became of Jane Austen? And Other questions by Magister Ludi Kingsley Amis he has become my absolute favorite, it used to be Marcel Proust, Somerset Maugham and a few others in close proximity, but now that I have finished maybe the thirtieth of the magnum opera, it looks as if I have an undisputed Number One, although his first masterpiece on The Greatest Books of All Time sits at 387, while other chefs d’oeuvre are so far I may have to stop consulting this GOAT – however, you find more than five thousand reviews on books from this and other sites, together with notes on films from The New York Times’ Best 1,000 Movies Ever Made and other lists on my blog and YouTube channel https://realinibarzoi.blogspot.com/2025/09/do-you-have-any-feedback.html
What Became of
Jane Austen? And Other questions by Magister Ludi Kingsley Amis he has become
my absolute favorite, it used to be Marcel Proust, Somerset Maugham and a few
others in close proximity, but now that I have finished maybe the thirtieth of
the magnum opera, it looks as if I have an undisputed Number One, although his
first masterpiece on The Greatest Books of All Time sits at 387, while other chefs d’oeuvre are
so far I may have to stop consulting this GOAT – however, you find more than
five thousand reviews on books from this and other sites, together with notes
on films from The New York Times’ Best 1,000 Movies Ever Made and other lists
on my blog and YouTube channel https://realinibarzoi.blogspot.com/2025/09/do-you-have-any-feedback.html
10 out of 10
I have
mentioned above that I admire Magister Ludi Kingsley Amis https://realinibarzoi.blogspot.com/2025/01/lucky-jim-by-kingsley-amis-author-of.html and What Became of Jane Austen and
Other Questions confirms his status as the magician of the Glasperlenspiel aka Glass
Bead Game
Kingsley
Amis is scathing on various subjects and individuals, about Jane Austen ‘I did
teach Mansfield Park at Swansea, and very scathing about it I was. I had
concluded that Jane Austen was a 2nd-rate pisser while still at school…’ then
Dickens: ‘My own experience in reading Dickens, and I doubt whether it us an
uncommon one, is to be bounced between violent admiration and violent distaste
almost every couple of paragraphs…’
Needless to
say, this will affect my perception of Austen – if I ever read her again, there
is the high chance that there will be a few more new adaptations of her oeuvre
(I would have said magnum opera, but not anymore) I have started the new
Frankenstein last night, by the way – and the others mentioned in this
collection of essays
There are
authors that are praised, with gusto: ‘In Carr-cum-Dickson it does, perhaps two
dozen times in all, and this author is a first-rate artist’ also – ‘That world
is vividly atmospheric, thanks to Chesterton's wonderful gift for depicting the
effects of light on landscape, so that the stories glow as well as tease and
mystify. They are works of art’
As for
Lolita https://realinibarzoi.blogspot.com/2025/04/lolita-by-vladimir-nabokov-well-known.html we have Magister Ludi writing: ‘one
of the troubles with Lolita is that, so far from being too pornographic, it is
not pornographic enough. As well as 'moral' and 'beautiful', the book is also
held to be ‘funny', often 'devastatingly' so, and 'satirical'. As for the
'funny' part, all that registered with me were a few passages where irritation
caused Humbert to drop the old style-scrambler for a moment’ and I used to like
this, even though other Nabokov works eluded me
“I have
never understood the fame of the two Agatha Christie characters, both of whom
seem straight out of stock- Poirot the excitable but shrewd little foreigner,
Marple the innocent, helpless-looking old lady with the keen blue eyes.” This
will be helpful, I have avoided crime stories, now Agatha Christie will be out
too
It is so
rewarding to see that my objections are shared by Kingsley Amis when he refers
to Portnoy’s Complaint https://realinibarzoi.blogspot.com/2025/07/portnoys-complaint.html evidently, I could not see this with
the eyes of the Master of The Game, but the displeasure with the second part of
the novel was there
The essays
end with a superb analysis of Jesus, and religion, and I was surprised to find
that Kingsley Amis respects Jesus, I knew he answered to the question what do
you think about God with ‘it is more that I hate him’, so I expected the same
attitude towards the ‘Son of God’, here indeed the luminary has things to say
and I include passages from his magnum opera
“The
habitual, undetailed, unanalysing view of Jesus taken by most people, whatever
their attitude towards Christianity or the Church, is unlikely to fall below an
admiring respect. Seen as the human manifestation of a mysterious or (it may
be) impossibly remote Godhead, he appears by contrast accessible to personal
sympathy, even affection. One so often portrayed as a baby- virtually the only
aspect in which he cannot fail to reach the popular mind, once a year at least-
will have a claim on our tenderness, whether or not we concern ourselves with
the manner of his conception.
'The Son of
Man is come eating and drinking'
(Luke vii
34- a passage embodying one of the most delightful jokes in the whole of
ancient literature). It was a last supper, not a collective session of fasting
and prayer, from which Jesus went to his final ordeal. And there is something
which seems to sum up a great deal in that request of the risen Christ (Luke
xxiv 41): 'Have ye here any meat?' At any rate, he moves me here more than
anywhere else, and if I envied Christians anything I would envy them a God who
could feel hungry.
Thus, we may
agree that to love our enemies is both important and difficult, but few of us
have many enemies or many chances to love the ones we have. Loving our friends,
behaving with love towards those we love, is just as important, and sometimes
just as difficult. Jesus took it for granted that 'the good tree bringeth not
forth corrupt fruit'. We recognize every day that unfortunately the situation
is more complicated than that.
I refer to
such items as war, disease, starvation and madness, also to those subtler
engines from Jehovah's armory of maleficence, the pains incidentally accruing
from sexual love, marriage and the begetting of children. As a result, there is
intermittently visible a rather absurd disparity between what Jesus says to us,
tells us is necessary, gets us ready for, and the striking panorama of horror
with which we are actually confronted. It is not surprising that so few of us
should have taken him to our hearts in the way he wanted: ' . . . because
iniquity shall abound, the love of many shall wax cold.'
To solve a
riddle or a puzzle is an intellectual exercise that presupposes being able to
recognize the solution when found. Just wondering for an indefinite period what
somebody might have meant is an activity without relish of salvation in it :
all of which, now I come to think of it, raises the question why, if God wanted
human beings to have religion, he did not simply give it to them, instead of
arranging the world in one way and then sending somebody along to explain that
really the whole set-up was quite different. This oddly sidelong or possibly
off-hand approach I find to be employed by all gods whatever.
The man's
name is Ames," said the late Evelyn Waugh so pontifically that the
discussion of Mr. Amis's work was broken off at that point. Probably Waugh was
merely putting down an Angry Young Man. But, by an irony, today one notices
their resemblances. Grumpy Old Men, the pair of them. (Mr. Amis somehow sounds
older than his years.) Amis belongs to no church, and he avoids the
self-pitying tone that marred the end of Waugh's career. But they share great
concern for the imperiled decencies that should be on-going, in morals,
politics, language. This latest book is made of disparate pieces with addenda
and essays old and new; book reviews, discussions of cinema, especially horror
films, of fictional detectives (so much better than real-life examples),
reminiscences of angrier times, recovered with cheer and affection. It is light
in tone but not intent. The right bright word is always in its right, striking
place”
Now for my
standard closing of the note with a question, and invitation – I am on
Goodreads as Realini Ionescu, at least for the moment, if I keep on expressing
my views on Orange Woland aka TACO, it may be a short-lived presence
Also, maybe
you have a good idea on how we could make more than a million dollars with this
https://realinibarzoi.blogspot.com/2025/09/do-you-have-any-feedback.html – as it is, this is a unique
technique, which we could promote, sell, open the Oscars show with or something
and then make lots of money together, if you have the how, I have the product,
I just do not know how to get the benefits from it, other than the exercise per
se
There is also the small matter of working for
AT&T – this huge company asked me to be its Representative for Romania and
Bulgaria, on the Calling Card side, which meant sailing into the Black Sea wo
meet the US Navy ships, travelling to Sofia, a lot of activity, using my
mother’s two bedrooms flat as office and warehouse, all for the grand total of
$250, raised after a lot of persuasion to the staggering $400…with retirement
ahead, there are no benefits, nothing…it is a longer story, but if you can help
get the mastodont to pay some dues, or have an idea how it can happen, let me
know
As for my
role in the Revolution that killed Ceausescu, a smaller Mao, there it is http://realini.blogspot.com/2022/03/realini-in-newsweek-participant-in.html
Some
favorite quotes from To The Hermitage and other works
‘Fiction is
infinitely preferable to real life...As long as you avoid the books of Kafka or
Beckett, the everlasting plot of fiction has fewer futile experiences than the
careless plot of reality...Fiction's people are fuller, deeper, cleverer, more
moving than those in real life…Its actions are more intricate, illuminating,
noble, profound…There are many more dramas, climaxes, romantic fulfillment,
twists, turns, gratified resolutions…Unlike reality, all of this you can
experience without leaving the house or even getting out of bed…What's more,
books are a form of intelligent human greatness, as stories are a higher order
of sense…As random life is to destiny, so stories are to great authors, who
provided us with some of the highest pleasures and the most wonderful
mystifications we can find…Few stories are greater than Anna Karenina, that
wise epic by an often foolish author…’
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