Citat:
Ursprungligen postat av farbror Sven
Jag träffade en fransk universitetslärare i literaturvetenskap för några år sedan som med stolthet i rösten klargjorde att han aldrig skulle ta med Céline på en kurslista eftersom författaren var en sådan "vedervärdig person".
Den universitetsläraren var en humor-och smaklös imbecill, dessutom högst sannolikt en i grunden vidrig människa. Céline var däremot av allt att döma en autentisk människa, generös och vänlig bakom en något sträv och sarkastisk fasad.
I engelska tolkningen av den underbart roliga (och allvarliga)
Bagateller om en massaker skriver han ironiskt om salongslitteratörernas syn på
Resa till nattens ände och (framför allt)
Död på krita:
http://www.vho.org/aaargh/fran/livres6/CELINEtrif.pdf
Citat:
"---They have said that as a treasury of shit one couldn’t do any
better…in either hemisphere, in the whole round world…than Ferdinand’s fat books… Which are truly veritable dogs… ‘Mad, terse, and hard, they have all been written, out of a most willfully obstinate desire to create a verbal scandal… Monsieur Céline disgusts us, tires us,
without astonishing us… A sub-Zola without flight… A poor imbecile with a mania for gratuitous vulgarity…a flat and funereal grotesqueness… M. Céline is a plagiarist of outhouse graffiti…nothing is more contrived, more vain than his perpetual research in the ignoble…even a madman would tire of it… M. Céline isn’t even a madman… This hysteric is a mountebank… He counts upon the silliness, the naïveté of aesthetes…as forced and as
warped as possible, his style is an out-flushing, a perversion, extravagantly distressing and gloomy. There’s no sort of light in this sewer! …not the least let-up…not the least poetic flower… One only has to be a snob “of bronze quality” in order to find two pages of this mad
reading distasteful… One must pity with all one’s heart, those unfortunate mail carriers who are obliged (out of professional duty!) to pass through, with some effort! such scattered garbage!… Readers! Readers!… Keep yourselves well away from buying a single book by this pig! You have been forewarned! You would have everything to lose! Your money! Your
time!…, and then an extraordinary disgust, perhaps decidedly for all literature!…"
