Mornism: The Lure of Hery by Peter Gay (ebook)

Contents:

• PETER GAY (1923–2015)
• PETER GAY’S ‘MORNISM’ WIELDS A HEAVY YARDSTICK

PETER GAY (1923–2015)

Surprisgly, the anecdote don’t appear Peter Gay’s “Mornism: The Lure of Hery, ” a massive history of the movement all s artistic forms — patg, sculpture, fictn, poetry, mic, archecture, sign, film (though, bafflgly, not photography, one of the chief talysts of the mornist revolutn). But bee Gay needs the “lure of hery” to thematilly stcture his book, he often ends up not jt rercg the riture of mornists as unhappy outsirs and elist malntents, but flatg is almost as if Gay were perversely termed to unrme his own profound awarens of mornism’s multifaceted and ntradictory nature.

PETER GAY’S ‘MORNISM’ WIELDS A HEAVY YARDSTICK

Yet although Gay wr betifully about Kafka, about Prot on grief, about thentic middle-class hunger for mornist liberatns and about the fal scene of regnn and unspeakable shame Chapl’s “Cy Lights” — to take jt four exampl among many — he seems to fd more eful to traffic rdboard simplici. And ’s right for Gay to refer to Munch’s untryman, the odd, fierce peasant novelist Knut Hamsun, as a public admirer of the Nazis who wrote enthiastilly about them even as the Germans were occupyg Norway. But is wrong for Gay not to add that durg his one meetg wh Hler, Hamsun so aggrsively prsed the Führer to stop executg Norwegian ristance fighters and to loosen his reprsive hold on the untry that Hler loathed Hamsun for his solent for Gay’s Parisian mornist “outsirs, ” if the French provid the most extreme asslts on Wtern ratnaly — Rimbd’s “disorientatn of the sens, ” André Breton’s celebratn of primal stcts stored the unnsc, André Gi’s enthiasm for the “motivels” crime, Anton Artd’s “Theater of Celty, ” Mrice Blanchot’s claratn of the ath of the thor — the reason was simple.

It was not that French ndns kept creatg figur remblg Blaire, about whom Gay histrnilly wr that he was “an outst aware of his lonels” — though, as Gay adms, Blaire lived at the center of Parisian cultural energy.

” He seems to have momentarily fotten that Yeats, Elt, Pound, Lawrence and Céle on the right, and Pisso, Gi, Breton and the Rsian mornists (barely allud to by Gay) on the left, were about as far om liberalism as a Cubist patg is om an iPod — not to mentn the toxilly snobbish Woolf, who was neher right nor too much left. Conversely, Gay’s survey of postwar Amerin art almost exclively refers to the tensely biased and partisan — toward his own dub theori, that is — Clement Greenberg, which is like quotg a Ju on the character and history of Prottantism.