Word: hemingway
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Polonsky has conceived of Willie-and as Robert Blake plays him with cold command-he is a symbol of Hemingway's maxim in To Have and Have Not: "A man alone ain't got no bloody chance." Willie has even less than no chance. "I'm only an Indian," he tells his girl (Katharine Ross), "and no one cares what Indians...
...HAVE been inundated by biographies and memoirs; Hemingway's Moveable Feast. the interminable studies of Joyce's Paris years, the histories of manic Surealists like Breton or Michel Leiris. If the Diaries belong to this tradition, still their achievement is in something more: the unearthing of a sensibility diminished by the wracking crises of the years between 1939 and 1944, and yet able to go on. Anais Nin's shared preoccupations with psychoanalysis pervade the entries in this volume; Otto Rank appears in the beginning pages as the mysterious influence he was in Nin's life, but by this time...
Some of the figures who peopled that world-of Paris in the Twenties, New York later in the Thirties, and World War II-have survived. and in grand fashion. Not Hemingway or Fitzgerald, not the exiles, but the Europeans. or those who wished they had been. Everyone knows about Henry Miller's life. about what Paris was for him. but it seems as if Anais Nin has voyaged towards the present with the same awareness that was her gift in recording the years before and during World War II. Engaged with the Surrealists while they were still a confused group...
...always love it; often, indeed, they hate it. More often still, they hate it and love it by turns. Yet once caught by it, they cannot forget or long leave it. "If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man," wrote Ernest Hemingway, who did love Paris, "then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast." New York, wrote Thomas Wolfe, who did not always love it, "lays hand upon a man's bowels; he grows drunk with ecstasy; he grows young...
Accordingly, we Americans tend to run through great numbers of short-lived heroes at a colossal rate. In recent years we have used and used up Ernest Hemingway, Otis Redding, a string of Kennedys, Joe Namath, Bob Dylan, Malcolm X, even George Plimpton (for God's sake). It is next to impossible to survive as a culture hero: you either die or you are exposed. (Or, in the saddest cases, both...