Archive for Nobel Prize in Litterature

human acts (book review)

Posted in Books, Kids, Travel with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 3, 2025 by xi'an

After reading Han Kang’s The Vegetarian, I downloaded Human Acts which I found utterly impressive, hence the separate book review. This book gives connected snapshots of the democratisation uprising that happened in May 1980 in Gwangju, Korea, protesting a coup d’état, and of the savage repression that followed. With up to 2000 victims. (I was in my first year at the university at the time and cannot remember the news reaching me, despite being politically active, maybe because this was the year of the US Embassy take-over in Tehran and of the boycott of the Moscow Olympics.) The book is organised around the deaths of neighbours and the impact on their relatives until now. The style is strongly original, with bouts of magical realism like the thoughts of a cadaver inside a pile of corpses gathered by the military forces. The stories are all written from a character’s viewpoint, expressing her or his reasoning for joining the uprising and facing a probable death. I found these texts remarkable and highly moving in producing reconstituted motivations from “everyday” people, with no political agenda but an raw urge to recover democracy after decades of dictature. The original title is A boy comes (소년이 온다), which refers to the initial(isation) story, but the later Human Acts title seems quite appropriate, with its many interpretations and the stress on humanity, despite the horror of the repression.

a journal of the chaos, conquest, guerre, famine, and death year

Posted in Books, Kids, Mountains, pictures, Running, Travel, Wines with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 9, 2024 by xi'an

Read Guerre (War) by Louis-Ferdinand Céline (with a cover by Tardi, as for the other books of his in the Folio collection), a recent recovery of a 1934 manuscript that had been stolen from his Paris apartment in 1944 when he fled to Sigamaringen along with the collaborationist Pétain government. As described (with much whining and cynicism) in D’un château l’Autre (Castle to Castle). If Voyage au Bout de la Nuit is to be considered as one of the strongest anti-war novels ever, Guerre sounds like the original, uncensored , unedited—a few words and the earlier pages are missing—, version of this book, despite being written later. A short but intense 150 pages raw fall into the mindset of a surviving WWI soldier that feels like treading a sewer but offers an in-your-face testimony on the unlimited amorality of war and men, with no heroes… As mentioned earlier, I also read Han Kang’s The Vegetarian, which is another kind of shell-shocking journey in three mindsets around the central figure of the sister fasting herself to death, whose perspective is barely heard. Raw, again, with introspection and returns to childhood trauma, impressive in many respects and so original!

Made jars and jars of green tomato jam as the tomato plants had started to rot due to the enormous volume of rain we got in September and October. Also made a pie with chestnuts and chocolate and the very last raspberries, after my attempt at chestnut butter did not prove successful. With a sprinkle of matcha to substitute for sugar. (Figs are also almost done for the season, after a massive harvest that I mostly shared with my Dauphine colleagues.)

NobAIl prAIzes

Posted in Books, pictures, Travel, University life with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 11, 2024 by xi'an

I am quite surprised that the NobAIl committee did not select ChatGPT‘s Sam Altman for their literature prize—since he made a reality of monkeys typing at random on a typewriter, hence bound to a.s. produce past and future masterpieces—, now betting on Twitter’s Dorsey, Williams and Stone for their peace prize— for achieving worldwide harmony if within each single-minded community in only 140 characters—, and Amazon’s Jeff Bezos for their Sveriges Riksbank Prize in Economic Sciences in Memory of Alfred Nobel—for produing the ultimate monopoly of a single worldwide convenience store—, given their picks for physics—with spin glass Ising models that have always sounded to me like the worst possible illustration for MCMC techniques— and chemistry—for a deep learning predictor of protein structures, built by large teams and numerous CPU hours, achieving high success rates if not perfection, but prediction is not explanation, reminding me of Nietzsche’s “physics, too, is only an interpretation and exegesis of the world (to suit us, if I may say so!) and not a world-explanation”—… Keeping their sharp focus on AI’s, corporate funded research, and male recipients… (As coïncidences come, I am currently reading a book of the literature 2024 Nobel recipient, Han Kang, The Vegetarian, that I find stunning and immensely original!)

a journal of the plague, sword, and famine year

Posted in Books, Kids, Mountains, pictures, Running, Travel, University life with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 2, 2023 by xi'an

Read my very first Annie Ernaux piece and it was in English, in The New Yorker! A very short piece on a short visit to her mother. Beautifully written, carrying the bittersweet feeling of the impossibility to reconnect with earlier times and earlier impressions. I was much less impressed, however, by her Nobel discourse and the use of Rimbaud’s race (and Galton’s and Fisher’s…) in such a different context. A constant projection/fixation on her background and class inequalities, supplemented by an ethic of ressentiment, does not sound enticing, the more because auto-fiction has never appealed to me. (Sharing similar social and geographic [Rouen!] backgrounds sounds precisely as the wrong reason to contemplate reading her books.)

Cooked weekly butternut soups, red cabbage stews and squid woks as these are the seasonal best offers at the local market, along with plentiful Norman scallops, not yet impacted by inflation. Also restarted making buckwheat bread, with the side advantages of temporarily heating home (and a pretense to add the rice pudding dish in the oven!).

Watched Trolls, Wednesday (only on Wednesdays), and Decision to Leave. Apart from the Norge exposure, the first is terrible, esp. when compared with the earlier 2010 tongue-in-cheek Troll Hunter (Trolljegeren).Wednesday is a television series that centres on Wednesday Addams, the dead-pan daughter in the Addams family. I found the series hilarious, even though intended for YA audiences. The quality of the episodes varies, those from Tim Burton usually coming on top, but the main character (Wednesday, in case you are not paying attention!) is fantastic. (The fact that, Christina Ricci, the actor playing Wednesday in the 1991 movie is also involved in the series is a great wink to the earlier installments of this series.) And, final argument, a series where the heroin pogoes to a song by The Cramps cannot turn all bad! The Korean Decision to Leave (헤어질 결심) is a masterpiece (except for the ridiculous climbing scenes!) in deception and ambiguity (with a very thin connection to Hitchcock’s Vertigo). Far from his backup role in the stunning Memories of Murder, Park Hae-il is fabulous as a policeman torn between his duty and an inexplicable attraction for the main suspect, brilliantly played by  Tang Wei, who manages the ambiguous character till the very end.

Klara and the Sun [book review]

Posted in Books, Kids with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 22, 2022 by xi'an

Klara and the Sun is the latest book of Kazuo Ishiguro. I am a big admirer of Ishiguro’s books and always moved by their bittersweet exploration of humanity (or humanness?!). The remains of the day is one of my favourite books, competing with Graham Greene’s The end of the affair,  and I deeply enjoyed When we were orphans, Never let me go, and The buried giant. While this latest book exhibits the same craftsmanship in depicting human feelings and incomplete (in the sense of unsatisfactory) relations, I feel like I missed some component of the book, too many hints, the overall message… Not that I rushed through it, contrary to my habit, reading a few chapters at a time during lunch breaks. But I cannot set the separation between the subjective perception of Klara [the robotic friend], which is very clearly limited, both by her robotic sensors [lacking a sense of smell for instance] and her learning algorithm, furthermore aggravated by her wasting (?) some material to sabotage a machine, and the real world [within the novel, a vague two-tiered USA]. Because the perspective is always Klara’s. This confusion may be completely intentional and is in that sense brilliant. But I remained perplexed by the Sun central episode in the novel, which I fear reveals a side of the story I did not get. Like Джозі в якийсь момент перетворилася на робота? [Using Ukrainian to avoid spoilers for most readers!]  (In a way, Klara and the Sun is a variation on Never let me go, both dealing with a future where copies of humans could be available, for those who could afford it.)