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read kindle Î Tropic of Cancer Õ Paperback ´ henry miller É Now hailed as an American classic Tropic of Cancer Henry Miller’s masterpiece was banned as obscene in this country for twenty seven years after its first publication in Paris in 1934 Only a historic court ruling that changed American censorNow hailed as an American classic Tropic of Cancer Henry Miller’s masterpiece was banned as obscene in this country for twenty seven years after its first publication in Paris in 1934 Only a historic court ruling that changed I got through the first 150 pages before I decided that life is too short to waste time reading books you hate Maybe I'm not smart enough or deep enough to appreciate a book like Tropic of Cancer but for me each page was a tedious struggle The author of the book's introduction boldy asserts that Henry Miller is the greatest living author obviously the edition I read was published prior to Miller's death in 1980 but I found Miller's frenetic meandering style tiresome Don't get me wrong I'm not one to carelessly fling aside any book that doesn't capture my attention in the first 100 pages Once I start a book it's difficult for me to give it up mostly because it makes me feel like a uitter; but I found myself getting angry as I grudgingly plodded through this one I kept thinking Henry for chrissakes give me something ANYTHING to latch onto here That's when I decided it was time to give up Some semblance of a plot might have helped keep my interest piued but I don't think that storytelling was the author's aim The long and short of it is these kinds of books are not my cup of tea

book ñ Tropic of Cancer Í Henry Miller

C gusto the bawdy adventures of a young expatriate writer his friends and the characters they meet in Paris in the 1930s Tropic of Cancer is now considered as Norman Mailer said one of the ten or twenty great novels of our centu Don't really have the enthusiasm to review this in depth so will be brief This was my second buddy read reading a chapter per week the fact Paris was the setting got the thumbs up from me before even turning a page and I have to admit I was at first dazzled by Miller's writing the whole bohemian lifestyle scene was uite extraordinary if a little exaggerated But over time I started to drastically lose interest everything just became a little too childish for my liking in the way he continually tried to be controversial just for the sake of it He was like a rabid dog that needed the snip I don't mind books being raunchy and erotic but for characters I didn't really give a monkey's about all that nauseating sex to me just felt empty It's the sort of novel that would feel at home in a filthy toilet cubicle with lots of dirty words scribbled on the sides rather than a nice Mahogany bookshelf I'm now off to try and scrub away Miller and his obnoxious cronies with a nice hot shower

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Tropic of CancerAmerican censorship standards ushering in a new era of freedom and frankness in modern literature permitted the publication of this first volume of Miller’s famed mixture of memoir and fiction which chronicles with unapologeti I feel like I have been reading this for a thousand yearsAfter reading Anais Nin's The Delta of Venus some months ago Miller appeared on my radar It seemed only natural to follow up her collection with something of his given their well known relationship Plus Tropic of Cancer Miller's semi autobiographical memoir from his time in Paris was a banned book in the US after its publication in 1934 It wasn't until 30 years later that the Supreme Court deemed it non obscene I love the idea of reading books that the government wants to suppressBut maybe the government had something right after allNot because it's obscene I mean yeah it's pretty bad in parts There's sex none of it particularly erotic though Mainly with whores most of it stomach turning involving some kind of sexually transmitted disease andor bedbugs Miller loved to think of himself as bohemian mooching off friends couch surfing taking odd jobs leaving them bumming meals where he could And then he'd march over to the American Express office to pick up his cheue sent by his wife? Charles Bukowski would have NO time for this chump this wannabe And neither do I Thus I was reluctant so lethargic to pick up this book each time First of all his paragraphs made me tired They are so long Once you read one you have this uncanny experience of instant amnesia What did I just read? And then a new experience for me of oh well who gives a shit doesn't really matter and on to the next paragraphOnce in a while I would stumble onto something marvellous Something so marvellous it made me angry that Miller wasted his brilliant potential One part in particular which will always remain in my mind and imagination was his description of being in the audience at the symphony It was absolutely perfect and the reason why this is 2 stars not 1 My mind is curiously alert; it's as though my skull had a thousand mirrors inside it My nerves are taut vibrant the notes are like glass balls dancing on a million jets of water I can feel the light curving under the vault of my ribs and my ribs hang there over a hollow nave trembling with reverberationsThis book follows no plot no trajectory It is often sexually graphic It is also by turns blatheringly philosophical It's infested by the trope of the noble nomad the artist who must be covered in feces and lice in order to create something worthwhile Sometimes there is story injected which is a welcome reprieve but beware its blatant misogyny Miller wasn't lying when he stated in the first chapter that his book is a prolonged insult This is dick lit at its worst the biggest crock not cock that suffers from a bad case of ED leaving this reader bored and unsatisfied