Just finished re-reading: Peter Handke: The Goalie's Anxiety at the Penalty Kick
The story of an Austrian former professional soccer goalkeeper who during a psychotic episode murders a one-night-stand and then goes into hiding in a border village, apathetically watching as the investigators home in on him and as the noose tightens. It might not sound very exciting, but it is a well-written novel picturing a highly alienated and increasingly maddened individual.
Wim Wenders had also interpreted it as a critique of the overwhelming cultural influence of America in post-war West Germany and Austria, and the alienation old male Germanics who lived during and before WW2 felt at the creeping displacement of American culture over the native one. (Peter Handke has also been one of the very few vocal European supporters of Yugoslavia/Serbia, and has compared the meddling of the USA and the EU in 1990s Serbia/Yugoslavia with the American meddling in post-war Germany and Austria. He had also converted from Roman Catholicism to Serbian Orthodoxy out of protest against the Vatican's stance on the Yugoslavian civil war.)
Next up: Barozzi; or, the Venetian Sorceress
Autumn is just the season for me to read classic Gothic novels. The fog, rain, naked trees and cold make it just the perfect time for them.
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[–] talmoridor-x 2 points -2 points 0 points (+0|-2) ago
Those books were shit.