Arsen HateHateitibarenCenter District, 1000, Slovenia
Ecce Canem or The Birth of the Uberhund. I didn't read this as a boy, when I should have, because I was totally uninterested in a book about a dog. Still am. As dog books go, this is certainly preferable to a weepy, execrable, New Age mess like The Underneath, but, at the end of the day, it's still a dog book. It has a few things going for it: a pervasive nutty Nietszchean vibe, some pretty good lyrical writing, a few instances of shocking violence, and a Torn Between Two Lovers subplot (will Buck choose the Wild Brother over John Thornton?). There's no fluid exchange, so far as I can tell, but the man/dog love in this book is provocatively creepy. "A love that was feverish and burning, that was adoration,that was madness, it had taken John Thornton to inspire."
Il y a des premiers romans qu'il faudrait peut-être laisser dans les archives.