I'm not sure I'd call them cheesy and cliched. I just don't like his writing style, and I thought that "William Wilson" was the most predictable of what I've read so far.
On the other hand, I got it the first time around, so that was nice (unlike "The Cask of Amontillado," which I had to read a few times to make sure what I thought happened really was what had happened).
For the love of God, Montressor!
Ok. Just finished "The Man of the Crowd." That one I liked. His descriptions were really quite amazing.
I liked "The Man in the Crowd" too -- I read it in a course called
Imagination and the City,
about 19th C. Paris and London. Just the density and all-day-all-nightness of those cities, for the first time in history (or possibly just a long, long time), the variety -- I think of New York in the 20th C the way I think of Paris and London in the 19th.
Except that frock coats are just prettier than gigantic puffy parkas and clamp-earmuffs.
In reading that story, I also learned the word
flaner,
with a circumflex over the a, meaning to walk without a specific destination, just sort of absorbing the atmosphere. I haven't found a comparable word in English, yet.
In reading that story, I also learned the word flaner, with a circumflex over the a, meaning to walk without a specific destination, just sort of absorbing the atmosphere. I haven't found a comparable word in English, yet.
Amble? Not quite it, I guess.
I like flaner a lot. I also like TO flaner a lot.
In reading that story, I also learned the word flaner, with a circumflex over the a, meaning to walk without a specific destination, just sort of absorbing the atmosphere. I haven't found a comparable word in English, yet.
Interesting. I'm lazy and don't often look up words I don't know. I usually just put them into context, which, yes, lazy. So, that's interesting to know.
William Wilson is predictable now because the doppelganger plot has been done a brazillion times since then. It's like Shakespeare is full of cliches.
Are you reading "Mask of the Red Death" or "The Fall of the House of Usher"?
Are you reading "Mask of the Red Death" or "The Fall of the House of Usher"?
Nope. Neither of those. Should I?
"Mast of the Red Death" is an allegory that still seems fresh to me, and "The Fall of the House of Usher" is cheesy fun. It's where all the overwrought Vincent Price horror movies came from.
Ah...will make note and read tonight before I return the book to the library.