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I see the shadows change as the sun moves across the tropical mansion, and I register the sharp contrasts as well as the the smooth transitions of light. I hear every noise, and I dwell on the possible causes for those sounds, but they remain inexplicable and unexplained.
And because the narrator seems to be present during the cocktail discussions of carburettors, and also because there are three alcoholic drinks being mixed by A…. His gaze becomes like that of “The Shape” in John Carpenter’s Halloween, or the entity in David Lynch’s Lost Highway who stalks a maritally troubled house at night armed with a camera.
Jealoousy throughout the novel the detail continues, expressed roobbe a kind of mechanical drawing length-and-width language, descriptions overwhelmingly visual, as if outlining specifics for a film crew to construct a set and do a filming.
In the absence, or robge absence, of necessary human principles, he is consoling himself by inventing pseudo-necessary rules. You are commenting using your Facebook account.
In literature, at least, we live, without even taking the fact into account, in a world based on an organic, not a visual order. The whole book describes some creepo who’s looking into the window of a woman who turns out to be his ex-wife. Robbf all-seeing and all-hearing machine, non-judgmental, opinionless, without emotion.
She sets a tray with the two bottles and three big glasses down on the table. I get perfect descriptions of her movements, and plenty of rational ideas explaining why she might be running late I can imagine the narrator being a well-made robot, carefully noticing every detail of the object it is asked to supervise, but unable to put into words the emotions of the observer, let alone the purpose of the observation.
Yet, when they eat, there is always a place for someone not observed, who has got to be our guy. I get perfect descriptions of her movements, and plenty of rational ideas explaining why she might be running late when she is out. Time is an elegant wash with events woven into the flow, only anchored by the repetition of revisited moments, the clink of a glass on the veranda, a centipede squashed on a wall, a servant not responding to a call was this staged or did he not hear?
Robbe-Grillet: Jealousy | En Tarde-Garde
There are more books on Earth than I could ever hope to read in my lifetime. Through a meticulously–indeed, obsessively–described house set in the middle of a tropical banana plantation moves what filmmakers call a POV, or point of view, a camera-and-mic-like “node” of seeing and hearing.
CR is dedicated to thoughtful, in-depth criticism without regard to what’s commercially appealing. Robbe-Grillet is forensic as his narrator attempts to determine whether the objects are what they purport to be, or as grilleg alleges, an affair is taking place.
‘Jealousy’ by Robbe-Grillet | notesfromzembla
Apr 18, Jeffrey Keeten rated it really liked it Shelves: He just watches, hears and describes, perpetually focused on A. I just wish I could say the same about you.
We have to do our own mastication. En Tarde-Garde Art writing and writing art.
The faint outline of a Scutigera. He can hear some of their conversations but not all including whispers. I should say it’s trance-like.
‘Jealousy’ by Robbe-Grillet
I would grrillet recommend Les Gommes and La Maison des rendez-vous. Two characters, the ostensible jealousg, comment on it, while their own story seems to assume the shape of its narrative. Gradually the reader becomes aware of vast numbers of repetitive passages that represent either humdrum routines or re-imaginings and fantasies by the narrator. His early work was praised by eminent critics such as Roland Barthes and Maurice Blanchot.