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Esti Kornél review í eBook or Kindle ePUB ✓ Crazy funny and gorgeously dark Kornél Esti sets into rollicking action a series of adventures about a man and his wicked dopplegänger who breathes every forbidden idea of his childhood into his ear and then reappears decades laterPart Gogol part Chekhov and all brilliance Kosztolányi in hCrazy funny and gorgeously dark Kornél Esti sets into rollicking action a series of adventures about a man and his wicked dopplegänger who breathes every forbidden idea of his childhood into his ear and then reappea. I read the author's Skylark and found it sneaky brilliant I was unaware of this his final work when I was stocking up for an extended self isolation It's unlike anything I've ever readA kind of a novel it begins with the author re uniting with his alter ego the eponymous Kornél Esti His use here is in the vein of I didn't do it; it was HIMWhat follows is a series of vignettes or observations It would be a short story collection except for its structural evolution The author or his alter ego meetA mother and daughter in a train compartment; the daughter a little odd gives the narrator his first kiss Talking to Esti how he inherited oodles of money and tried to give it all away The author's first day at school Again in a train compartment with a Turkish Grandmother mother and daughter another kiss Spending a day in the best hotel in the world Elinger who saves him from drowning but then is so annoying that he has to be drownedMy favorite vignette was about the President who inter alia had to be present at various artistic lectures After introducing the speaker he invariably fell asleep There is it seems an art to thatAs always with the best satire there are lessons just behind the laughs

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Rs decades laterPart Gogol part Chekhov and all brilliance Kosztolányi in his final book serves up his most magical radical and intoxicating work Here is a novel which inuires What if your id loyally keeping your nam. Second read through Kosztolanyi's final novel and of what is translated into English his best Based on the premise that you can't be an interesting writer if you're not an interesting person Kosztolanyi splits his identity to maximize his potential There are many facets to this episodic adventure and it really lends itself to re reading The most obvious comparison is the Swift like consideration of how varied environments provoke varied responses A good writer should be able to draw from a life lead with courage and attention to detail and this is exactly what id is drum fill please thank you Esti is the id the instinctual to Ks ego Kosztolanyi warns that the governing of life is exactly the problem and Esti will not be governed nor would he be much of a writer without a less chaotic mindset Esti is tossed and shoved through his stories with little ability to control situations but a very strong attention to detail which renders all experience as a rich set of signifiers that illuminate life The story breaks down into several vignettes that reinforce these central themes Some are direct than others but all are held together by two obvious elements Kosztolanyi's amazing writing skill and the cyclopean vision of an aging man who sees his own death on the horizon makes this just as poingnant as it is entertaining Death seems to lurk behind many of the stories and the contrast of the finality of death with the vibrance of life makes for a very long low and sonorous wavelength This is one of my favorite writers and largely because he really respects and loves his readers His words are funny richly detailed and often very beautiful His passion for life is obvious and his need to reconcile death as the work of the philosopher will be familiar to any reader of Montaigne Those who have read the recently discovered work of Khrzizhanovsky will appreciate Kosztolanyi's ability to write around the concept of a great idea Non verbal communication material excess and the nature of friendship and self identification are a few of the central concepts that are encapsulated as brilliant episodes that will not soon leave your memory There are just so many elements to love about this work Kosztolanyi has an epicurean passion about food and drink that seems common amongst the best Hungarian writers Krudy Banffy Moricz Orkeny Zilahy and Dery to name a few and his Rabelaisean joy of life is present on every page His intelligence is never selfish and always apparentEvery once in a while a book comes along that makes me want to buy a case of copies so I can distribute them to everyone I'm remotely interested in sharing pleasure with This bound with Gargantua and Pantagruel and a volume of Kharms short stories would be the perfect grouping Another point of comparison would be Zoschenko who used humor and rapier like wit to entertain and critiue society at the same time If you found Swift to be a bit too condescending and Rabelais a bit too rambling and indulgent you should consider Kornel Esti as the perfect balance between bawdy joy and social criticism And now that my work desk appears before me this review can only fade away as the walls of sleep have become indistinguishable from the cubicle that serves chiefly as a bulletin board for my 4 year old daughter's increasingly awesome drawings I hope one day she will read this review this book and the dedication to her that I've penned on the inside cover If Salinger has read this he might have added a few uotes to Buddy's wall This is one of my most cherished reads and I can't fawn enough over Kosztolanyi only Harpo Marx brings me as much joy as an entertainer

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Esti KornélE decides to strike out on its own cuts a disreputable swath through the world and then sends home to you all its unpaid bills and ruined maidens And then What if you and your alter ego decide to write a book together. He put a lighted candle in my hand“Set fire to the curtains” he urged me “Set fire to the house Set the world on fire”So many times reading this book I was struck by a scrap of dialogue a description Sometimes an entire vignette Kosztolányi suffered from cancer of the palate and was aware as he was writing that he had little time left Granted he was in poor health for much of his life always poised for flight in the words of one posthumous tribute The late poem Szamadas Account contains this line someone leaving would like to talkI see the novel as Kosztolányi's parting gift to the world Live he is telling us And don't take yourself so goddamned seriously“Accidents” I said “All day long bricks have been falling shop signs crashing down on the heads of passersby People have been slipping and falling on the icy sidewalks hurting their hands spraining their ankles bleeding Houses and factories have been catching fire All sorts of things have been happening today Frost heat mist sunshine rain rainbow snow blood and fire It’s springWe sat down and lit cigarettes“Kornél” I broke the silence “aren’t you angry”“Me” and he shrugged “Idiot I can never be angry with you”“But you’d have good reason Look I was angry with you I was embarrassed by you in front of people that mattered I’ve had to get on I’ve denied you Haven’t even looked in your direction for ten years But this afternoon when the wind whistled I thought of you and felt remorse I’m not young any I turned forty last week When you’re not young you mellow and you can forgive everything Even youth Let’s make up”I stretched out a hand“Oh you haven’t changed” he scoffed “Always so sentimental”The title character Kornél Esti is the embodiment of the author's youthful spirit mischievous naive adventurous idealistic fearless The nighttime self Esti means evening that escapes only in dreams unless one slides into insanity and gives it full reign Kosztolányi by the way was a close friend of Freud's Hungarian disciple Sándor Ferenczi and underwent psychoanalysis at some pointInsanity haunts the pages of Kornél Esti from an adolescent story where the character receives his first kiss in a train compartment from a girl who is on the verge of being locked away in an asylum to a tale about tricking his schizophrenic friend Pál a fellow journalist into entering a psychiatric ward This later story includes a poignant passage written from Pál's point of view when he finds himself alone trapped in his roomHe looked through the barred window into the garden; on the weed ridden lawn surrounded by sumac trees flowers of hemlock swayed white like scraps of writing paper Hemlock the poison that Socrates drank willingly evoking Plato's description of divine madness the ecstasy known to philosophers poets and lovers Kornél needed that wild disorder he sought it out feeling it was essential for his creativity And yet he never wrote a wordKosztolányi in contrast kept a very tight reign on himself and was uite prolific From the age of 25 until his death aged 51 he published a book a year poetry fiction highly regarded translations of literary works in a variety of languages including Shakespeare Goethe Baudelaire Oscar Wilde Lewis Carroll Thornton Wilder Rilke along with an anthology of Chinese and Japanese poetry Did he regret it not living fully “One man” the narrator confesses to Kornél when he proposes to write his alter ego's memoir “isn’t enough to write and live at the same time”