So what is this book about?
According to Amazon.com, this book is a narrative of the author during his spiritual and artistic crisis in the 1980s. He was in such emotional duress that he had to enter a mental clinic, and he even fell into a coma. This was due to his self-imposed starvation. The prime drive for this is that he was searching for a new language, a new artistic output, and yet it simply was not coming to him.
Now why did I use the summary from a commercial website? Because I personally cannot summarize the book. People say that the author is such an avant-garde writer. Yeah, perhaps. But really, this is not the type of avant-garde prose that I was expecting.
Perhaps it is due to the fact that I am such an INTJ that people who appeal by the emotions just don't cut it, in my book. I mean, you're searching for a new artistic language? And because you cannot find it, you decide not to eat? How practical is that? Has it occurred to you that if you have been searching for this new language, and yet cannot find it after so long, then it might be the case that it doesn't exist in the first place?
I find the prose so emotional, and yet out of place. Instead of being touched, I was angered. I found the over-emotional nuance of the book to be rather arrogant, and here I was thinking to myself, who do you think you are, some saint? You make yourself so important, when perhaps, you're just like the rest of us, breathing real air, using the most mundane language, but unfortunately, this language is not enough for you.
Perhaps it is the irrational nature of artists, and it's my drive for reason that makes me cringe at this book. As much as I appreciate art, art for me has a purpose and a function. Whenever I pick up a book, it usually is fiction, and I expect to be transported to some world and not worry about the reality, for the moment. If I read a book for an hour, it would be as if I were taking a one-hour vacation. But while I was reading this book, it wasn't escape that I got. Instead, I got over-saturated by these self-inflicted painful emotions that I thought was unnecessary and pathetic. I felt like screaming and telling the author to get over himself.
Needless to say, this gets a low rating. 1.5 out of 5 stars.
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