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Originally Posted by fausto
OK, so here is what I read in June:
Donald Barthelme - Flying to America
 Thomas Bernhard - Le naufragé / Der Untergeher
Lutz Bassmann - Haïkus de prison
Various - Lexique Nomade
William H. Gass - Test of time
 Paul Verhaeghen - Omega Minor
Alexander Theroux - Laura Warholic
Yasunari Kawabata / Yukio Mishima - Correspondance
 B.S. Johnson - Chalut / Trawl
Robert Coover - Noir
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Couple of words reviews for my homie Mirabell:
Barthelme -- fun and well constructed as any Barthelme, less good than the previously collected work.
Benrhard -- You know I prefer to remain silent and listen to the music.
Bassmann -- Background info: this is the pseudo of Antoine Volodine, a French writer in the process of acquiring more heteronyms than Pessoa. He actually created a school called "literature post-exotic". All its disciples are avatars of himself. Dark and unpleasantly funny. This is a 100 pages book, a narration entirely made of haïkus. Not a fantastic book, but a great read nonetheless.
Gass -- I don't know if you've read any essay of his, this collection is like the rest: beautiful insights on the themes he is examining -- among which why some book do stand the test of time, and what is that test -- and marvelous writing.
Verhaeghen, you know all about already.
Theroux -- reactionary, non-pc to the max. If you're into that kind of humour, laughing out loud funny and Theroux is a master of the word. His main character made me think of Bellow in his grumpy phase (Sammler, Herzog). Maybe too long.
Kawabata / Mishima -- letters of a fanboy to his master. Fanboy later turns into master's equal.
Johnson -- A sort of Bernhardian version of good ole B.S. Beatifully desperate.
Coover -- His take on the Noir movies and lit. Vintage Coover, great fun. Not his best work. Published in French, not in English yet. Name of main character: Phil M. Noir. Fantastic pun, as you can see.