REVIEW ↠ Bruges la Morte

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For Hugues' dead wife as he follows its mournful labyrinth of streets and canals in a cyclical promenade of reflection and allusion the ultimate evocation of Rodenbach's lifelong love affair with the enduring mystery and mortuary atmosphere of Bruges Funny how years later I can still picture that one pose how everything else has fallen away all the bitterness the arguments

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Bruges la Morte

Hugues Viane is a widower who has turned to the melancholy decaying city of Bruges as the ideal location in which to mourn his wife and as a backdrop for the narcissistic wanderings of his disturbed spirit He becomes obsessed with a young dancer whom My real trip to Bruges took place when I got home after visiting the actual city when I gathered enough momentum to submit to Ro

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He believes is the double of his beloved Bruges la Kindle wife leading him to psychological torment and humiliation culminating in a deranged murder This work is a poet's novel dense visionary and haunting Bruges the 'dead city' becomes a metaphor The morbid obsession of an inconsolable bereavement and the dual mapping of that loss onto city streets fog bound and empty and


10 thoughts on “Bruges la Morte

  1. says:

    My real trip to Bruges took place when I got home after visiting the actual city when I gathered enough momentum to submit to Rodenbach’s pulsating testimony of the kind of beauty that can only be found in death like one can sense in certain places such as the somber cathedrals the towering belfries the pebbled alleys and greyish uays that compose the skeleton of Bruges once a decadent city brought back to

  2. says:

    I sometimes get the worrying feeling that nineteenth century men preferred their women to be dead than alive There is something archetypal about the repeated vision of the pale beautiful fragile utterly feminine corpse Beyond corruption a woman who's died is a woman you can safely worship without any danger that she'll ruin the image by doing something vulgar like using the wrong form of address to a bishop

  3. says:

    “Upon the day following the funeral of the wife in whom was bound up all his possibilities of happiness he had retired to Bruges as a fastness of melancholy and there succumbed to its fascination”The old Got

  4. says:

    Hugues Viane has retired to Bruges after the death of his wife of ten years; five years later he is still unable to put her memory to rest Indeed he has seuestered himself in his home erecting a shrine to his wife; in this room are gathered her portraits and various objects and trinkets along with a tress of her hair which Viane has placed inside a glass box Each day he caresses and kisses each item and by ni

  5. says:

    A time of melancholic desperation Everything appears reminiscent of the loss of our loved one It is not a projection of our loss but that we chose to live here a place which occupies our feelings moods The inner and outer has become dissoluble Each is the other and enables us now to dedicate ourselves not to the stopping of life but to the dedication of our life to the devoted mourning of our dead love This

  6. says:

    The morbid obsession of an inconsolable bereavement and the dual mapping of that loss onto city streets fog bound and empty and onto a new living object innocent of the simulacrum she's been forced to become Or the book doesn't really see her as innocent casting her as a somewhat blandly archetypal manipulative harlot but really who wouldn't fair poorly under the projected image of a lover who is unable to see her at all

  7. says:

    Funny how years later I can still picture that one pose how everything else has fallen away – all the bitterness the arguments the boredom – and left only that I didn’t even see it first hand I saw only her reflection in the surface of the mirror I was sitting on her bed and she with her back to me was gra

  8. says:

    He needed a dead town to correspond to his dead wife His deep mourning demanded such a setting Life would only be bearable for him there It was instinct that had brought him here He would leave the world elsewhere to its bustle and buzz to its glittering balls its welter of voices He needed infinite silence and an existence that was so monotonous it almost failed to give him the sense of being alive p 30 He po

  9. says:

    Finishing off my Rodenbach readings with this marvelous novel FIRST TIER A profoundly sad and moving narrative of how all of a man's dreams are dashed one after the other A somber tribute to the melancholy charms of the c

  10. says:

    BRUGES LA MORTE is a slim novel telling the story of a man who mourning his dead wife moves to the Belgian city of Bruges a city seemingly designed to mope in Mist and fog blanket the cobblestone causeways and chilly canals watched over by brooding stone cathedrals from whose towers peal endless mournful bellsYou may think I'm being satirical

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