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While not a huge fan of the ending which I found to be slightly overwrought, the rest of the book blew me out of the water, and these days, it takes a LOT for that to happen The unnamed narrator in this story is working on his doctorate at Cambridge, studying the life of French author Paul Michel, the wild boy of his generation Along with his works, the narrator worked to build an image of his subject, a man who was, as he says beautiful And he was homosexual, a fact that he insisted on bringing up in all interviews he d ever given In one of these interviews, when asked which other writer had influenced him the most, Michel had immediately answered Foucault There were, as we are told, several uncanny links, between Paul Michel and Michel Foucault, including the fact that they were both preoccupied with marginal, muted voices, and both were captivated by the grotesque, the bizarre, the demonic Both also also explored similar themes death, sexuality, crime, madness 31 While their styles were different, at the core of the works of both men Foucault s philosophy and Paul Michel s fiction stood the revolutionary project of thinking differently All of this is background to the real story here, which begins with the narrator falling for another student he calls only The Germanist, a young woman studying Schiller who, as our narrator discovers, also seems to have an interest in Paul Michel After a while she finds an article that reveals the current whereabouts of Paul Michel, currently within the white prison walls of a psychiatric unit in France The Germanist challenges our narrator to go to France to find Michel, and he goes to do just that And this is where the story actually begins as it progresses, we discover that Hallucinating Foucault starts becoming less of the quest tale I thought it was going to be and much of a space for exploring relationships, the most important being that between a writer and his or her readers At its heart lies a love story, and that s about all I ll give away here It s all so very nicely done, and I was floored when I discovered that Hallucinating Foucault was the author s first book And not to worry it s not necessary to be familiar with Foucault s work to read this book Duncker does a fine job of bringing out some of Foucault s main themes here madness, sexuality, the nature of truth and they flow sort of effortlessly throughout the text I won t kid you it s a challenging read that requires thought, and it grows in intensity as we come down to the ending, but it is so worth it My advice spend time savoring this one, although in my case, I never wanted to put it down once I d started One thing this book is definitely not one for those who constantly swim in the mainstream. The captivating title ladles servings of disappointment and hope in uneven swathes A philosophical fiction, a novel of academia, a book on the creative mind, story of a writer Any one of these would prove necessary for me to read immediately It was a book of all of these but first it was a, novel Its parts sprung from the story, shoots and growth At times a 2 star rating at times touching a spiraling 5 I saw where it meant to arrive Then, in advance I placed my money down on the table with a wry smile, on the numbered choice of the author s craft of teasing with the obvious and predictable then switching to a beguiling direction The casino card dealer turned over his card I placed my hand down hard between his and my chips I gave the cocksure upward nod of the head, intimidating or revealing the need for further chiropractic work He said, You lost Count your cards, I laughed You do the counting I smiled looking down at my queen and ten Offered him the same He grinned glancing at his ace and king while shoveling my chips from me What Duncker had slipped the narrative off a third way, then She never notifying me, no phone calls, collect or otherwise, e mails, telegrams, no police at my door to tell me my egoism died in a reading accident Following the funeral service which only I attended, tear struck, humbled, I continued an open reading of this novel of ideas, intricate, and fascinating relationships our passive graduate student narrator and his undefined relationship with a cold demanding woman who could care less about these qualities, for she studied and knew everything She studied Schiller, loving the act of this study, his writing, thought, ideas, the Him of the writer and the She of the Reader, the narrator s relationship with a fictional author, this author s relationship with Michael Foucault, not in the flesh but responding to each others published work with the next of their own Finally, his girlfriend s demeaning push for him to shed his passivity and free this author from an asylum in France, The relationships are provocative, rounded and articulated as though molded by the crafted hands of a sculptor The weave of her prose invites one into the story, provides an opportunity to know these characters within, to live the pressure of obsession, the tingled compulsion of creativity, the bursting of boundaries, beauty of love, surprise There was no reason to search for doors to leave for there were none Shaded corners were provided for brief rests but returns were necessary, imminent In the end there was a snap I felt it along the neck and down the vertebrae of my spine My chiropractor readjusted all that needed readjusting, telling me that even though I might never lose again, to stay away from casinos, and to be careful of what I read At the end all the scraps, details, pieces, come together surprising, haunted, perfect An architecture of finely drawn lines This book, expressing the grace and palpability of the relationship between writer and reader, was her first novel In the book she comments how authors writing a first novel make the mistake of trying to include everything She is about to err herself, keeps seeming as though she will But maybe she knows what she is doing I would bet money on RECOMMENDED FOR Those who love to read Those who seek seeking Those who enjoy the multiplying of genres into something unique.4 Stars Need to save one for her next book It might even be better Free Pdf ⚓ Hallucinating Foucault ☸ An Intricate And Self Reflective Novel About That Most Delicate Of Relationships Meaning The One Between Writers And Readers The Narrator, An Anonymous Graduate Student, Sets Off On The Trail Of A French Novelist Named Paul Michel, Who Is Currently Confined To An Asylum Engineering His Hero S Release, The Narrator Finds Himself Enmeshed In Bizarre Love Triangle, Of Which The Three Vertices Are Himself, The Novelist, And The Late Michel Foucault Sex, It Seems, Can Be Made Safe, But The Oddball Intimacy Of Reading Cannot 4.5 5 But you musn t have romantic ideas about them Murderers are ordinary people. This is another book which, had I read it a mere two to four years earlier, I would have unequivocally adored As the Foucault of the Hallucinating Foucault intimidated me too much to pick it up till now, my less than loving rating stands I do not regret it, as there is no guarantee that an earlier reading would have resulted in as great an understanding While it s true that I still have no real experience with actually reading Foucault in the cohesive entirety of one of his works, enough bits and pieces of Discipline and Punish and The Order of Things have reached me for general comprehension purposes And of course, Foucault is very French in his academia, so reading enough Sartre and de Beauvoir and Camus and the rest as I did will give you an idea of what you re getting into.Despite my desire to become an English professor, I will never be comfortable with closeting myself into the bell jar of theory and perdition that this and other works choose to rhapsodize about in the key of Upper Class Thinking The whole of this book was captured in the second part of Burger s Daughter with a great deal depth of insight into the structuring of such an environment, so I could never get rid of the feeling of something lacking This, coupled with the inevitable tunnel vision of a love story, made for something that was very pretty, very cool, but ultimately something that dabbled in whatever serious subject material it touched upon Death, madness, excrement, admittedly with empathy than most books of this type would, but it neither hedged its bets nor went far enough for my liking Also, the main female character came off Manic Pixie Dream Girl than anything else, but whether I say that out of true consternation or disturbed resonance with some of her ferocious attributes in the realms of academia and social intercourse is, well, indeterminable I make the same demands of people and fictional texts, petit that they should be open ended, carry within them the possibility of being and of changing whoever it is they encounter Then it will work the dynamic that there must always be between the writer and the reader. Beyond all my quibbling, there were some passages that gripped me by the throat and refuse to let go There was a time when my love of books led me to believe I was interested in reading of others love for such, but enough trials and errors have passed me by to realize that, as with any reading, only a certain type of love will resonate Duncker came the closest to my love that any author has since Maugham, enough for me to fear even the inevitable reread of Of Human Bondage and all accompanying reevaluations of the potentially less than enthused sort However, much as I wish to be a professor for the provocation of thought rather than the security of finances, it is the flux that I favor above all else There would be no point to picking up that next piece of work if it were otherwise There are times in life when the question of knowing if one can think differently than one thinks and perceive differently than one sees is absolutely necessary if one is to go on looking and reflecting at all. P.S Someone adapt this for the big screen, pretty please. I am a straight guy, and this is a gay love story Towards the end, however, I felt like I m tearing up, Nicholas Sparksed, and ready to vote this dialogue as the greatest one in a gay love themed novel of all time If you love someone you know where they are and what has happened to them And you put yourself at risk to save them if you can If you get into trouble, I promise that I ll come to save you It was uttered by a girl to a gay author who thought she was a boy, then fast forward many years she sends her own lover to save him Ah, what the mind can conceive This gem of a book has all the things people here at goodreads can t do without sex, desire, dreams, books, authors and their readers, writing, love and life itself. I wish I had read Foucault I am sure that I would have got out of this rich, pungent morsel of a book if I understood about the inspiration I feel sure that master of mindfulness Jean Michel is a Foucauldian hero, living at risk, fiercly political, passionate yet detached to the point of psychopathy, producing classical, harmonious, mysteriously civilized art And that the nameless Germanist writing love letters to Schiller is a Foucauldian feminist But I am jumping to conclusions in both casesI found the narrator oddly watery and cipherous He responds, he initiates, he exhibits courage, passions, tastes But he seems somehow flat, bodiless, without character, beside every other member of the cast, who dance onto the novel s stage in vivid colour and make themselves felt, sometimes painfully, in my psyche Stopping short of aggression, this vivaciousness drives the story the world would slump to a bland halt without these Nietzschean personalities mercilessly driving it round.I wonder why Duncker lavishes so much attention on her description of certain habitations here, because this is a work that doesn t waste words.The little glass animals crowding the surfaces in the room where the narrator lodges, and the labyrinthine, redolent spaces of the psychiatric hospital are meant to affect me and they do, hooks drawing me into the young man s experience, but also signifying about these places and the interests of their designers.On reflection the attention to place is a key component of what makes this book, in my opinion, gothic dark, romantic, excessive Rather than magical, the effect is unheimlich, discomforting As the threads of the plot begin to tie up, I started to wonder if I had dreamed the whole thing I must have missed something or else I am a philistine, because I don t understand where all the great reviews come from I found the writing intellectualistic, cold, aloof the nameless narrator, talking about his girlfriend, consistently calls her the Germanist , we never learn her name and I could not connect with it at all.The only thing the book has got going for it is that it s short and a quick read, so I didn t waste too much time. A very well drawn, perfectly paced novel I am reminded of Gid s Fruits of the Earth I am sure Drucker meant to refer to this Characters and event are believable, though I am still not sure why this is a criterion of quality for me, even when it comes to outrageous or modernist writing, eg, Gravity s Rainbow, Ulysses Who in the first can truly believe that a titanic adenoid might menace a city, and in the latter that Polyphemus is once slain albeit symbolically in early twentieth century Dublin Perhaps it is therefore only weight of an author s commitment to some kind of truth then, that I respond to A truth that is, if parsed, synonymous with both love for subject, and a need to make this subject heard Duncker s novel is thus an exploration of what happens when a writer finds an ideal reader The event of when a writer finds a perfect listener For, to read is one thing To hear and be bewitched by allure, another Thus rather than Barthes famous pronouncement on death of the author, we instead get a kind of birthing The unnamed post grad in the book embarks on a quixotic journey to meet the insane subject of his research and in so doing to scrunch the book into Procrustean bed of tropes he undergoes an internal change, he loves where once we are led to believe it seems he might not be disposed to do so A type of living is birthed in him only to collapse in the last few almost tragic pages So too is this a book about books It is a book about love for books that leads one to study them It is a book that questions if an author truly can as per Barthes above be divorced from his text and we may recall it is no accident that the French were to problematise this relationship in the middle Twentieth Century, foundations being laid for its plumbing by Saint Beauve in the 19th Lastly the book is about love that breaches convention the postgrad s love breaches personal norms, becoming love which guides and consoles Curiosity becomes fixation becomes ideation becomes obsession Almost a Proustian matrix, the stronger for being exclusive and outside Postgrad s normative way of being A holiday romance with a beguiling, devotional twist.Technically, because this matters beyond mere story for me, Duncker s prose is controlled, her line well measured and precise, not once verging into melisma or excess I want to write a song and call it Prancing Kittens Her narrator s voice is again, believable, sine qua non of successful reading experience However, a minor gripe If as a whole her fictional enterprise succeeds so much so that I googled Paul Michel to see if he existed, knowing he never did, some elements challenge her easy mimetic flow view spoiler eg witness the agent of Minerva shall we say, intimated and suggested early in the novel as it should be to set up its symbolic heritage within the work only for it not to be used qua Socrates and Nordic ly as some kind of ironic comment on quest for knowledge being not the same as the gathering to self of wisdom, but instead to be used as actual agent of Michel s death Bird meets voiture meets face Truly bizarre Duncker aims for the verisimilitude of the you couldn t make it up kind even though she did, but for the extraordinary to work as this kind of epistemic and visceral shock, to have it appear as a kind of truly freak accident it has to happen without reference, without intimation of fate, symbolic or otherwise Though Duncker doesn t exactly telegraph her sucker punch she does lessen its impact The owl v man a slight mistep in the events Rather Michel had died careening down a ravine yes, how lame, I know or something, than the slightly clumsy though oddly humourous demise Duncker writes for him hide spoiler The love between a writer and a reader is never celebrated It can never be proved to exist, says the fictitious French author celebrated in this dodgy novel Well, since the internet, that s NOT TRUE ANY MORE We rhapsodise our love for our authors till the cows come home here on GR And way after the cows are all tucked up in bed Two good things about this novel Practically paralysed by incipient grottiness I could hardly move all day today except to keep turning the pages so finished it in one day which I like to do It is very readable You don t need to know anything about Foucault, who was one of those terrifying French thinkers like Lyotard and Lacan They really used to think a lot in France We don t do that here in the UK Several bad things about this novel I don t like unnamed narrators Come on, Patricia Duncker, is it asking too much to think up a name Or does the not naming somehow confer a mysterious significance on your 22 year old student If so I did not get that.I don t like unnamed narrators who have an intense love affair with someone they also decline to name What s going on here Was there a name shortage in 1995 The girlfriend is just called the Germanist It reminds me of how in the 19th century authors used to write fictitious addresses ending in shire, and letters were headed up with dates like 18th June 18 Like they re trying to pretend this isn t really a novel at all so these real people s identities have to be protected.But mostly, unfortunately, as I did not realise that this was the thing this novel was about, I don t like novels about novelists And there are a lot of them Novelists like to have novelists in their novels It s a kind of back door bragging In Hallucinating Foucault there is quite an awful lot of a lot of vapourising bollocks about readers and writers and Muses and there is a lot of awe stricken worship of the unnamed protagonist s literary obsession Paul Michel, who stopped writing his brilliant novels 9 years previously when he was committed to an insane asylum in France The unnamed girlfriend inspired her unnamed boyfriend to put his money where his gob is and go and find the insane writer and kind of er rescue him or reinvigorate him or tickle him or plump up his pillows, the mission isn t too clear at that point.When we get to meet Paul Michel he s in a completely sane mode and does a lot of handsomely profiled middle aged man in leather jacketed posing and is full of profound depths and could become homicidal at the drop of a croissant but in general is just out for a lark He s like Lou Reed on a good day A lot of people liked this book but hey, that s why they call me Mr Hard To Please 2.5 stars. Even then, I saw the darkness I see now But it was like a shadow in the corner of my eye, a sudden movement as a lizard vanishes behind the shutters But in the last years I have felt the darkness, gaining ground, widening like a stain across the day And I have watched the darkness coming with complete serenity The door stands always open, to let the darkness in Out of this knowledge too, I will make my writing And I have nothing to fear Patricia Duncker, Hallucinating FoucaultI loved Hallucinating Foucault I love the title, the content, the language, everything about it I really enjoy novels that are enriched with literary and classic references This one also had a lot of mystery so it made my reading experience even enjoyable The book tells the story of a young, unnamed English student doing his dissertation on the novels of an enigmatic gay French novelist, Paul Michel Michel is a strange man who controversially believes that people choose their sexuality He revels in being unconventional.Michel is obsessed with Foucault, who he stated as his only influence There are rumours that Michel has become mad and has been locked up in a French mental asylum Pushed by his girlfriend, the Germanist, who is herself very enigmatic and strange the student takes off to France to look for the novelist.The writing in this book is beautiful and thoughtful The book raises interesting questions about the relationship between authors and readers As Michel says, The love between a writer and a reader is never celebrated Paul Michel isn t even a real writer but I caught myself thinking how I d love to read his books had he been real He really came alive for me.A great book that I would recommend to everyone