Suicide
Edouard Leve
(Author)
Description
Suicide cannot be read as simply another novel it is, in a sense, the author 's own oblique, public suicide note, a unique meditation on this most extreme of refusals. Presenting itself as an investigation into the suicide of a close friend perhaps real, perhaps fictional more than twenty years earlier, Lev gives us, little by little, a striking portrait of a man, with all his talents and flaws, who chose to reject his life, and all the people who loved him, in favor of oblivion. Gradually, through Lev 's casually obsessive, pointillist, beautiful ruminations, we come to know a stoic, sensible, thoughtful man who bears more than a slight psychological resemblance to Lev himself. But Suicide is more than just a compendium of memories of an old friend; it is a near-exhaustive catalog of the ramifications and effects of the act of suicide, and a unique and melancholy farewell to life.
Product Details
Price
$16.95
$15.76
Publisher
Gallimard Education
Publish Date
November 01, 2009
Dimensions
4.2 X 6.9 X 0.4 inches | 0.2 pounds
Language
French
Type
Paperback
EAN/UPC
9782070398621
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About the Author
Edouard Leve was born on January 1, 1965 in Neuilly-sur-Seine. A writer, photographer, and visual artist, Leve was the author of four books of writing-"Oeuvres", "Journal", "Autoportrait", and "Suicide"-and three books of photographs. "Suicide", published in 2008, was his final book.
Reviews
Jean Rolin is a companion with whom one can walk as one hears his clear and dispassionate voice, his wry humor . . . One day I ll have to tell this story, the story of my heroic death and the ensuing revolution, he announces on the final page. I look forward to this.--Christian Authier
A astonishing novel.--Zadie Smith, author of White Teeth
A astonishing novel. --Zadie Smith, author of White Teeth
A book that will never disappear, a book too provocative ever to be forgotten. --Jacques Morice
Suicide is not a fictionalized account of Leve s death; in some respects it is a negative image of it. You didn t leave any letters for loved ones to explain your death, he writes, although Leve himself reportedly did. Leve s art and life nonetheless converge, fuse, and end brutally together. Ironically, Suicide represents a new departure for Leve: his previous books could be considered conceptual conceits, whereas Suicide is something else, a purely literary work. At the end of his life, Leve had by no means exhausted his art. --Hugo Wilcken
Suicide is not a fictionalized account of Lev 's death; in some respects it is a negative image of it. You didn t leave any letters for loved ones to explain your death, he writes, although Lev himself reportedly did. Lev 's art and life nonetheless converge, fuse, and end brutally together. Ironically, Suicide represents a new departure for Lev : his previous books could be considered conceptual conceits, whereas Suicide is something else, a purely literary work. At the end of his life, Lev had by no means exhausted his art. --Hugo Wilcken
A astonishing novel.--Zadie Smith, author of White Teeth
A astonishing novel. --Zadie Smith, author of White Teeth
A book that will never disappear, a book too provocative ever to be forgotten. --Jacques Morice
Suicide is not a fictionalized account of Leve s death; in some respects it is a negative image of it. You didn t leave any letters for loved ones to explain your death, he writes, although Leve himself reportedly did. Leve s art and life nonetheless converge, fuse, and end brutally together. Ironically, Suicide represents a new departure for Leve: his previous books could be considered conceptual conceits, whereas Suicide is something else, a purely literary work. At the end of his life, Leve had by no means exhausted his art. --Hugo Wilcken
Suicide is not a fictionalized account of Lev 's death; in some respects it is a negative image of it. You didn t leave any letters for loved ones to explain your death, he writes, although Lev himself reportedly did. Lev 's art and life nonetheless converge, fuse, and end brutally together. Ironically, Suicide represents a new departure for Lev : his previous books could be considered conceptual conceits, whereas Suicide is something else, a purely literary work. At the end of his life, Lev had by no means exhausted his art. --Hugo Wilcken
