Alan Hollinghurst, Radwa Ashour, Hugo Raes, Vítězslav Nezval, Ivan O. Godfroid, Maxwell Bodenheim, Isabella Nadolny, Edmond De Goncourt

De Britse schrijver Alan Hollinghurst werd geboren op 26 mei 1954 in Stoud, Gloucestershire. Zie ook alle tags voor Alan Hollinghurst op dit blog.

Uit: The Line of Beauty

“At nineteen she already had a catalogue of failed boyfriends, each with a damning epithet, which was sometimes all Nick knew them by: ‘Crabs’ or ‘Drip-Dry’ or ‘Quantity Surveyor’. A lot of them seemed almost consciously chosen for their unacceptability at Kensington Park Gardens: a tramplike Welshman in his forties whom she’d met in the Notting Hill Record Exchange; a beautiful punk with FUCK tattooed on his neck; a Rastafarian from round the corner who moaned prophetically about Babylon and the downfall of Thatcher. Others were public schoolboys and sleek young professionals on the make in the Thatcher slump. Catherine was slight but physically reckless; what drew boys to her often frightened them away. Nick, in his secret innocence, felt a certain respect for her experience with men: to have so many failures required a high rate of preliminary success. He could never judge how attractive she was. In her case the genetic mixture of two good-looking parents had produced something different from Toby’s sleepy beauty: Gerald’s large confidence-winning mouth had been awkwardly squashed into the slender ellipse of Rachel’s face. Catherine’s emotions always rushed to her mouth.
She loved anything satirical, and was a clever vocal mimic. When she and Nick got drunk she did funny imitations of her family, so that oddly they seemed not to have gone away. There was Gerald, with his facetious boom, his taste for the splendid, his favourite tags from the Alice books. ‘Really, Catherine,’ protested Catherine, ‘you would try the patience of an oyster.’ Or, ‘You recall the branches of arithmetic, Nick? Ambition, Distraction, Uglification, and Derision . . . ?’ Nick joined in, with a sense of treacherously bad manners. It was Rachel’s style that attracted him more, as a code both aristocratic and distantly foreign. Her group sounded nearly Germanic, and the sort of thing she would never belong to; her philistine, pronounced as a French word, seemed to cover, by implication, anyone who said it differently. Nick tried this out on Catherine, who laughed but perhaps wasn’t much impressed. Toby she couldn’t be bothered to mimic; and it was true that he was hard to ‘get’. She did a funny turn as her godmother, the Duchess of Flintshire, who as plain Sharon Feingold had been Rachel’s best friend at Cranborne Chase school, and whose presence in their lives gave a special archness to their joke about Mr Duke the odd-job man. The Duke that Sharon had married had a twisted spine and a crumbling castle, and the Feingold vinegar fortune had come in very handy. Nick hadn’t met the Duchess yet, but after Catherine’s impression of a thoughtless social dynamo he felt he’d had the pleasure without the concomitant anxiety.”

 

 
Alan Hollinghurst (Stoud, 26 mei 1954)
Don Gilet (Leo) en Dan Stevens (Nick) in de tv-serie „The Line of Beauty“ uit 2006.

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