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Friday, December 18, 2015

Proust and Knausgaard - comparisons

Many readers including me have compared Karl Ove Knausgaard w/ Marcel Proust, and justifiably so, but let's look for a second at the similarities and differences, which are substantial. Both have written multi-volume  (KOK=6, MP = 7) novels that hew so closely to the facts of their lives as we know them - granted, we mostly know them thru the novels so this argument can be circular - that they could be considered memoirs. Both write with astonishing honesty about their lives, even the most embarrassing or shameful moments and encounters, and both tell the story, over a long period of time, of the forming of a consciousness of a writer, and both incorporate vast passages of dialogue that feel as if they must have been recorded at the time but which obviously are reconstructed through memory and invention. But now some of the differences, for starters: MP is far more of a philosopher than KOK, his novel filled with observations about perception and strikingly odd analogies and explanations, while KOK's style is much more straightforward, much more driven by events (though there are a few "proustian" moments such as the opening segment in which he wonders about how our society treats death and corpses, or his beautiful paean to beer); KOK is more straightforward and honest about his family and about sexuality, MP being inhibited by the conventions of the day and unwilling to open up about his own homosexuality; KOK more of a typical child and man of his day, a son of a teacher and a nurse, not raised in a precious and gilded literary enclave or bubble, and much of the novel is about his "struggle" to write and to become a wrtier, while MP always seems to be a special case, not at all like any or at least most of his readers, a spoiled, precocious poseur, or so it would seem, until he retired from society and wrote his masterpiece, and only rarely in the novel does her references the narrator's desire or need to writer; Knausgaard intentionally writing out of sequence, while MP writes his 7 volumes in strict chronological order. Many more comparisons come to mind and will come to mind, and I'll post further on these over time as I read thru MP vol 4.

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