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    A bit like the moment in The Gold Rush where Charlie Chaplin opens his cabin door and the howling gale blasts him across the room and he spends the next five minutes trying to shut the door again so many raging roaring ideas came hurtling out of these pages that I struggled to close the book at all Actually, that s not the right image Too healthy It was like one of those exhibitions of biological curiosities you got in some old teaching hospitals, somewhat frowned upon now, I imagine Something in a huge murky jar which you flinch from and turn away, sickened Well, it was a combination of insane howling tempest and formaldehyded grotesquerie It was both at the same time.SOMETIMES IT SEEMS THAT WOMEN DON T MAKE IT EASY FOR THEMSELVESThat s a bit of a sexist generalisation, maybe, but I give you The Story of O by Pauline Reage American Psycho directed by Mary Harron 50 Shades of Gray by E L James Topping from Below by Laura ReeseAnd now The Piano Teacher by Elfriede JelinekThese women should be busted for aiding and abetting the enemy Story of O, for instance, was written by a woman to rekindle the waning interest of her lover how gross is that Men are quite capable, indeed very eager, to create books and movies portraying women as secretly desiring abusive violent behaviour due to their strong innate masochistic tendencies Blue Velvet, Lust Caution, Bitter Moon, Secretary without women helping the men by handing them live ammunition Intellectual men will read stuff like The Piano Teacher and Story of O and although they won t read 50 Shades they will note the amazing success of that book, and that its readers are 99% female so these things become the cultural background radiation of our times and the idea gets around that on some level maybe women actually want to be dominated and mistreated, whatever they might say with their feminist voices Treat em mean and keep em keen So you get a situation where the grisly Robin Thicke gets caned up and down the land for his dreadful song Blurred Lines and the video You the hottest bitch in this placeI feel so luckyyou re an animal, baby it s in your natureJust let me liberate youI ll give you something big enough to tear your ass in twoSwag on, even when you dress casualI mean it s almost unbearableNothing like your last guy, he too square for youHe don t smack that ass and pull your hair like thatI know you want itEtc etcWhilst at the same time these high culture depictions of female masochism like Story of O and The Piano Teacher not to mention the writings of de Sade are strongly defended, and Mary Harron s film of American Psycho is parlayed into some kind of feminist statement Non intellectual men won t be reading any of this stuff, they ll be playing Grand Theft Auto and pretending to kill hookers they ve taken hostage So that s the case for the prosecution The Piano Teacher, whatever it may be, is not helping.CASE FOR THE DEFENCEThe introduction says This book does not set out to please or entertain the reader It does, though set out to reveal all kinds of uncomfortable truthsA NYT critic wrote Many, particularly in academic circles, believe she has achieved a triumphant combination of avant garde technique and progressive social criticism.The Nobel prize committee wrote for her musical flow of voices and counter voices in novels and plays that with extraordinary linguistic zeal reveal the absurdity of society s clich s and their subjugating power Wiki adds However one member of the Nobel Committee resigned over this decision, describing Jelinek s work as whining, unenjoyable public pornography and a mass of text shoveled together without artistic structure In some way this 300 page descent into extreme female masochism is supposed to be a protest against patriarchy, or fascism, or Austria, or male sexuality This reading would set The Piano Teacher next to Ariel by Sylvia Plath, and would note her suicide examples of male oppression being internalised to the extent that women become self haters Myself I think a healthier response to male oppression was provided by Aileen Wuornos.I THINK IT S TRUE TO SAY THAT EVERY SENTENCE IN THIS NOVEL IS UNPLEASANT TO READ There may be two or three exceptions Our author s voice is present tense horrified repulsed lascivious demented sneery commentary The author s voice is as horrible as the main character is crazy For pages at a time it s only possible to glean a general sense of what s happening It often gets very close to complete gibberish Most of the time you get a ranting commentary on Erica which is made up of an unceasing flood of metaphors which change or get dropped mid paragraph and never quite make sense Here are some of my favourite DAFT SENTENCES Because of the style, it s sometimes hard to tell if this stuff is supposed to be a reflection of the character s diseased brains or is a comment by the author Also, it is impossible for me to say if this translation is by someone who was unable to write a non contorted straightforward sentence in English or if Elfriede Jelinek wanted to sound like an earnest Martian who has not quite mastered Earth languages yet So with those caveats, I give you my top thirteen.THE FEEDBAGS OF MATERNAL DETRITUS Striding along, Erica hates that porous, rancid fruit that marks the bottom of her abdomen.Simply by living his own life, he has created his own sperm, arduously and tediously.Her body is one big refrigerator, where Art is stored.Erika distrusts young girls she tries to gauge their clothing and physical dimensions, hoping to ridicule them.Turkish men don t like women they never suffer their company willingly.Mother smacks away at the loosened hairdo of the late season fruit of her womb.Erika s will shall be the lamb that nestles down with the lion of maternal will This gesture of humility will prevent the maternal will from shredding the soft, unformed filial will and munching on its bloody limbs.She stands on the floor like a much used flute that has to deny itself, because otherwise it could not endure the many dilettantish lips that keep wanting to take it in.You can capture any woman if you exploit her awareness of her own physical inadequacies.A man who meticulously slices up his wife and children and then stores them in the refrigerator in order to eat them later on is no barbaric than the newspaper that runs the item.She yearns for a man who knows a lot and can play the violin Once she bags him, he ll caress her That mountain goat, ready to flee, is already clambering through the detritus, but he doesn t have the strength to track down her femininity, which lies buried in the detritus She is one of those people who lead and guide most people Sucked into the vacuum of the absolute inertia of her body, she shoots out of the bottle when it opens, and she is then flung into a previously selected or unexpected alien existence After a performance of Bach Both performers rise from their stools and bow their heads They are patient horses sticking their noses into the feedbags of everyday life, which has reawakened.GIVE ME A BREAK The Piano Teacher, then, is the rancid fruit in the feedbag at the bottom of my abdomen.


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    Are our children ever our property Is it ever justifiable for one human being to take possession of another human s will and freedom is it okay to retain another human being for our own personal use, like you would do with a motor vehicle or a cup or a comb Even when that human being belongs to another nation, or is our own child There is currently a world wide ban against making slaves of persons belonging to other nationalities, though there is not yet consensus about making slaves of other species, or of our own children.Some people are even passionate against making captives of wild animals, against torturing them with an unnatural existence and having us preside over the fate of their life or death, than they are about doing these things to human beings His vision, from the constantly passing bars,has grown so weary that it cannot holdanything else It seems to him there area thousand bars and behind the bars, no world.As he paces in cramped circles, over and over,the movement of his powerful soft stridesis like a ritual dance around a centerin which a mighty will stands paralyzed.Only at times, the curtain of the pupilslifts, quietly An image enters in,rushes down through the tensed, arrested muscles,plunges into the heart and is gone The Panther Rainer Maria RilkeOne thing that Erika Kohut cannot do, is to give of herself, because there is no self to give from Erika s self has never had a chance to come out from behind the bars of maternal protection, has never had a chance to stretch itself fully, in the light Has never had a chance to feel the stretching and contraction of emotional muscles in action, and so, confined by the tight bars of her prison, the muscles of Erika s self have atrophied and withered away in the darkness, until all that was left was Mother and the great heights of The Mission Erika has failed in her Mission, constructed and assigned by Motherdear of becoming a famous and revered concert pianist Not that Erika has not busted a gut trying practicing the piano is all she has been doing since her pre schooler years, literally There is no space for anything else, because even if we had the time to do anything but practice, we dare not do so, for any slightly robust activity might cause the child to injure her precious ten tipped tools and then, what would be left in the world for Erika and Motherdear Just one another, the television screen and sour gum bon bons Not even poor Father, because he exited soon after daughter Erika entered the familial bed he was taken to the mental health funny farm in the back of the pig butcher s truck.This novel is starkly unforgiving in showing us the interior world of Viennese culture and the world of music professor Erika, her mother, and Erika s student and love object Walter Klemmer Three is a crowd, they say, but who is the superfluous one in this uncomfortable m nage trois In Motherdear s methodology of smothering her child s will to independence, I was reminded of the terrifying image of a Muslim mother who, after her daughter became pregnant due to having been raped by her sons, decided to erase the stain from the family honor by taking action herself, and proceeded to cover the head of her pregnant daughter with plastic bags, subduing her with blows from a mallet, and squeezing the bags down over her face, holding and holding and holding it there until Daughterdear stopped twitching and kicking This mother was not incarcerated for this murder, because our children are our possessions, are they not Mother in The Piano Teacher doesn t do this physically speaking, of course, but perhaps the pregnant daughter stifled by the plastic bags, had a quicker out than Erika has Because Erika cannot feel anything any beyond rudimentary pain, and even her pain has become a distanced thing, something that has to be given expression by cutting or pricking herself, because Erika cannot vocalize emotions or recognize them in their direct emotional form Once upon a time she still longed to get away from piano practice sessions to play outside with other young people, but those urges are now long gone The urges knocking and pushing to come out now, are met with a blind wall, a wall where there is no opening They cannot come out any, no matter where Erika cuts herself, because she has had to build a wall around them She has had to wall off the filth inside her, like an obedient child Oh, not that she hasn t kicked against the walls of her tight prison, not that she hasn t rebelled, showing her rebellion now and then by buying one of the frivolous, wasteful pieces of clothing that Motherdear hates so much Of course, such purchases are met with blows and kicks and screeches, and often, Motherdear takes revenge for Erika s arriving home late even at age 35 by shredding some of these beloved pieces of clothing, shredding the symbol of rebellion the only thing that Erika has that is hers, that doesn t belong to Motherdear.So is it a wonder then, that anything as filthy and rebellious and natural as sexual urges, builds up and up and roils around inside blindly not knowing where to go Urges which cannot find any expression, because Mother guards those hands day and night, literally checking that hands stay above board at night from her co position in the shared maternal bed We know how to look, but we know we should not touch So, when we feel aroused through Peeping Tom activities, or by the beauty of music, the only way we can find expression, is to relieve internal pressure by relieving our bladder This activity is allowed, and so, this has become symbolic of relieving pressure I reckon it s not a co incidence that the urethral phase is the Freudian stage of separation anxiety I guess it s just another and rather superfluous under the circumstances way of Jelinek telling us that Erika had become frozen in the urethral stage unable to deal with separation anxiety Some of this novel seems to be autobiographical, since Jelinek herself studied music as a result of her own overbearing Motherdear s desires Jelinek had to stop her studies and retire back under the maternal wing from whence she eventually launched her writing career due to an anxiety disorder Her own father also ended up in a mental institution, and although Jelinek eventually married, she remained living with her mother, only visiting her husband on weekends, right up to her mother s death.As such, I need to mention that this novel is not erotica, and I mean not even for BDSM lovers, since sexual titillation is not what the book is about, but it is closer to being a psychological study, almost a dark avant garde memoir clad as fiction, with deep characterization The novel is written in non linear form, but without making use of flashbacks relying purely on contextual evidence to orient us towards where in the narrative we are from a temporal point of view This adds to the experimental feel of the prose that is written from the viewpoint of an omniscient narrator who speaks the thoughts of the characters so loudly and with such seamless transitions, in a less subtle version of Virginia Woolfe s stream of consciousnesss style, that one often finds it hard to distinguish who is thinking and whether it is Jelinek s or the character s ideas and thoughts that we are reading As with Joyce s Ulysses, one eventually becomes accustomed to this stylistic quirk.The novel is a stark condemnation of the negative aspects of the patriarchal, puritanical side of traditional Teutonic society which denies nature as something ugly and filthy and in which cultural structures of power, control and submission, always angles hierarchical structures to respect age over youth, male over female, and tends to twist natural human relations into contorted shapes in order to conform to societal pressures.One of the recurring themes in the novel, is scenes depicting parents hitting their children no wonder these kinds of behaviour breeds and perpetuates a culture of violence.The novel is also a socialist critique of bourgeoisie culture and the elevated status that classical music enjoys in the Viennese society that Erika grew up in Jelinek lived in Munich, but her grandparents were Austrian, and she seemed to have a bee in her bonnet about destroying popular images and conceptions of Austria as an idyllic place The sharp hyper realism of Jelinek s strokes reminded me very much of the art of Frida Kahlo, who, judging from photographs, tended to paint herself in a harsh unflattering light Erika reminded me of this work by Kahlo The hyper realist feel of the novel has to do with the fact that Jelinek s artistic perspective was indeed an attempt at a literary version of Kahlo s artistic honesty Jelinek purposely focuses on the ugliness of everything in order to offer the reader no retreat, to force the reader to face the harsh reality of the psychological landscape she paints, leaving us no option but to see its ugliness.The problem is that the human psyche cannot be painted in flat, realistic tones, because it is always an onion with layers With credit to Shrek for the latter observation The novel is unrelenting in its characterization, giving no quarter to any of the main characters we see no redeeming qualities in the small, petty, selfish world of Motherdear s pathetic existence, and although we might feel twinges of sympathy for Erika at times, make no mistake that she is drawn relentlessly with harsh clear strokes, allowing no room for rose tinted glasses we see Erika in all of her inner ugliness in which there is yet intrinsically pathos but there is no heroism, no reprieve, no redeeming qualities just deep frustrated need a need for love and recognition that Walter is unable to meet, because he himself is needy he needs a mother like love and he needs recognition and admiration from an authority figure in order to bolster his shaky self esteem something which older Erika cannot give because she herself is unable to give she is emotionally and sexually a frozen being She is also even less able than Walter to initiate loving, mutually reciprocal relations when it comes to love or sex.After all, the only thing that Erika has had any experience of doing, lies in the structures of dominance and subjugation Erika has been taught that extreme subjugation to imprisonment and abuse, is the way to procure love Motherdear has taught us this, and this is the recipe that has worked in getting Motherdear s love, so why is Walter not seeing extreme subjugation as love and acceptance Erika does not understand.I feel that part of the social and to some extent feminist commentary in the text, lies with the fact that the only sexual role that Erika sees open for herself as a woman, is that of subjugation, a role she imagines will bring her love This is not only a commentary on sexual roles, but also of the authoritarian Teutonic way of doing, where everything exists in terms or power and domination, and firstly maleness machismo and then age determines your place in the pecking order of society.There are some interpretations that would have it that Erika is just intrinsically kinky, but Erika s behaviour can clearly be linked to her socialization process with Mother Mother says she loves Erika, but Mother also hits Erika, even as an adult, and so Erika has learned to associate love with captivity and physical abuse His voice is almost toneless Erika knows that tone from her mother I hope Klemmer won t hit me, she thinks fearfully Please note that since we re talking about something as unpredictable and as yet not a fully charted landscape as the human psyche, that my interpretations of the character s behaviours are only some interpretations out of a myriad of possibilities.Another interpretation of Erika s behavior, which I think is also plausible and does not necessarily collide with my interpretation , is that masochism is ultimately manipulative behaviour, which seems to fit, because the submissive seems to believe that they are procuring love with their submissive behaviour, but this argument loses me in the extension that the sub in a sadomasochistic relationship, is actually per se the dominating partner view spoiler Hmm I think that I can go with that in that in this novel, Erika thought that she would be able to manipulate Walter and elicit love from him in the same way that she does with Mother, via apparent subjugation of herself This apparently failed because Walter realized she was trying to manipulate him, and he rejected that version of their dynamic by re asserting his own dominance by first rejecting her demands, and then foisting an approximation of these demands upon her but at his convenience, and I can agree with this interpretation to some extent, but I think the Walter Erika dynamic is possibly even complex than just that And I know there is an establishment review out there that suggests certain interpretations, but the writer of that review is under the impression that Klemmer s main sport is hockey, for f s sake Among other misreadings So there was definitely not a close reading there.A close reading of the text takes me back to the scenario where I feel that Walter s overriding requirement from his relationship with Erika is a situation where he gets to shine, but in the presence of a quasi maternal authority figure, which is how Erika must have appeared to him in the classroom situation So he basically wanted to get it off with the teacher, who suddenly is not acting like the teacher any She tended to be superior and cold towards him and to criticize him in the classroom, but he wants to maneuver her into a position where she is going to give him warm approval and acceptance.But also, what Walter needed Erika to do, was to react to him in a reciprocal way, and I don t think we should condemn him for feeling repulsed by Erika s demands beyond that we might condemn him for being judgmental, because in Erika s scenario, as he voices the result himself What do I get out of all this In Erika s scenario, not only does he have to act in ways that feel unnatural to him, but he doesn t emotionally receive any of the things he had been looking for from the relationship.When Erika and Walter are in her room the first time, when they shut Mother out via the wardrobe in front of the door, The woman has made contact with him in writing, but a simple touch would have scored a lot points She deliberately refused to take the path of tender female touching Yet she seems to be in basic agreement with his lust He reaches for her, she doesn t reach for him That cools him off This and other sections where it is mentioned that Klemmer wants something real from Erika, suggests to me that it is Erika s emotional and sexual passivity and inability to feel, to respond appropriately, and give of herself that frustrates him One could argue that Erika is withholding from him as an act of passive aggression which the establishment review I read seems to suggest, but my feeling is yet again that this is not so It seems to me that Erika s pain and her yearning are real But human beings learn relationship behaviour along with all our other social behaviour in a process called socialization, which is a process that all mammals undergo, and it is learned from the senior members of a community, most often the parents Since Erika s father was absent and she had spent her entire life in a tightly controlled relationship with Mother, she would have learned most of her socialization from her mother So, in Erika s world, subjugating herself in this manner, is the only act of love that she knows, and in this lies the pathos of the character for me, and even some social commentary and some feminist commentary hide spoiler


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    Show, not tell The eternal plaint of literature Do not tell us of the parade bleed our ears to the beat of cacophony Do not list out the throes of death pierce our lungs and tie them up behind our backs Do not speak of emotions with a single word grip our hearts and plunge them into the carefully calibrated abyss.Well, alright Let me give that a try.People say, oh, the joys of music People sigh, oh, the mystic devotion of motherhood People scream, oh, the sacrilegious desensitization of modern society People mutter, oh, the banal unknowns of sexual proclivity People think, oh, the place for man, and the place for woman.Align yourself in pursuit of Art, snip and stretch and crack the lazy spine into proper positioning till you soar high, high above the masses in your ability to listen, replicate, understand Seek meaning in every pain and pain in every meaning, and you will begin to perceive the discontent that drove the masters, those divinities so much better than the uncouth animals slobbering over the music they left behind Throw your all into it, gild and grate your sanity into perfect form, and laugh at those whose pitiful minds cannot handle the wondrous Truth Never mind the banalities of evil that crop up in the beginning, those will soon recede before the tide of the Greater Things in Life In awareness, at least.There is a singular feeling to be found in those who know their mother well, well enough to register their status as a financial investment in her eyes Step to the beat, clap to the rhythm, and she will assume you functional a working appliance does not require attention Break from the track, run around on newfound legs and divest yourself in dividends undesirable to the maternal streak, and watch as the furious threats and emotional gutting chases after the errant child, determined to slap and beat and bunch it back into shape How embarrassing It seems, despite all that she has given it in the form of monetary stimulation and business schedule counseling and a dash of Iloveyous when a debt needs to be filled, it has not yet been housebroken Back to the pruning it goes, fill its head with thoughts of homelessness and disgrace, then place a sack of cash at the end of the track Who wouldn t do anything for money Those who value healthy emotional rapport over commercial value Ha ha, nonsense Mommie knows best.Society isn t desensitized The social construct is simply content with its vague descriptions of horrors in a meaningless void of sound and fury, its fuzzy images that fetishize the physical antagonist, its panderings at atrocious thrills that spawn emulation rather than disgust Because as soon as a book like this comes along that portrays verbal abuse, emotional manipulation, casual rape, and so many of the dregs in full relief, in lurid detail lit not by candlelight but a spotlight seeking out the drippings and punctures of every orifice, many shy away Show, not tell, remember Careful that you don t eat your words in panicked offense No one said you were allowed to comfortably watch from the fully furnished box, high up in the usual lofty assuredness of the Reader God, sanitized and sanctified by virtue of distance No one said you weren t going to participate.That includes the sex, and the sexual build up, and the sexual reasoning, and the sexual genders, and the sexual expectations of said genders, and the sexual expectations of who controls whom, and for how long, and what goes where, and how the violence is to be rendered, and the methods by which the violations are to be conducted, and what gets mixed up in the mind and sludges itself down into the genitals, and the pain Above all, the pain Who plays, whom they play, and how Human being, so confident in your non objectified status, so content in the unexamined life, so ignorant of your inner mechanisms where bone runs to blood and nurture squares off with nature on the battlefield of desire, rampant where limits are a thing unknown for all the audience may shrill and bleat Are you sure


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    I rarely think of Elfriede Jelinek any She used to be my favourite pet hate for a couple of years after she was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature Somehow I was reconciled with her in the year 2016 After all, she is an intelligent, talented woman who can write unbearably painful, yet eloquent and sophisticated prose I don t like her writing, but she undoubtedly is a skilled and interesting author She may deserve a Nobel Prize in Literature for that So, peace made Today I reviewed my all time pet hate Strindberg, one of the authors I have loved to torture myself with since adolescence His vitriolic, evil brilliance just defies my need for rational, aesthetic AND emotional approval I keep reading him, and hating him, and admiring him, year after year All of a sudden I realised that I have exactly the same relationship to Elfriede Jelinek, but that I am much less forgiving of her hatred, despite understanding it better than Strindberg s privileged whining How come Am I less tolerant towards brutal women No I don t think so I was perfectly honest about my dislike of The Wasp Factory for its silly, gratuitous violence And Banks writing skills are not even close to Jelinek s.What is it then My reading of Strindberg s I havsbandet made me come up with an idea I did not take his hatred seriously, being so closely linked to his fears and need for control, and so little connected to how women actually are in real life.I do take Jelinek s descriptions of male female relationships seriously, though And therefore she causes me to feel pain I find it hard to distance myself from her brutal vision of sexual dominance and dependence, from the family relationships she describes that are defined by bonds of eternal hatred and humiliation She gets under my skin the moment I start reading And she is not exactly the kind of person whom I appreciate to feel under my skin Therefore, as I am afraid of her crystal clear and dark observations, I do what Strindberg did I hate what I fear.I cannot despise it, however It is too good for that She proves her superiority by carefully painting a picture showing her inferiority.


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    I am convinced the most unfortunate people are those who would make an art of love It sours other effort Of all artists, they are certainly the most wretched Norman MailerErika Kohut, the piano teacher, is an instrument of nature aiming solely for artistic cleanliness She is an outstanding interpreter but won t ever be able to perform Her soul has been sucked dry and her mind has been poisoned by a sadistic upbringing, damaging permanently the neuronal connection that unites music and humanity She could have been a brilliant concertist, but her inability to feel, her incapability to express emotion after years of submission and mistreatment relegates her to a teaching position, which is ideal to refract her own frustrations onto her working third class students and find creative forms of debasement as if she were writing the most sublime sonatas of repression and the most magnificent symphonies of abuse.Music arises as a metaphor for human behavior and its inclinations From rebel and sensual Schubert to the safety of technical perfection of Schumann, from passion and pain to intellect and security, from the most cultured, refined and pure musical magnificence to the most dissonant shriek of gruesome violence, Erika embodies a musical bipolarity in a crude first person atemporal narration veering between prose and poetry.Erika Kohut, the piano teacher, is a deeply disturbed woman trapped in an obsessive love hate relationship with her sickly controlling mother, maximum manifestation of a tainted society, who deprived Erika from her childhood, from her self respect and her independence because of a perverse and selfish fixation for her daughter to become a talented musician, creating an unnatural bond between the two women, which leads to the complete annulment of Erika as a human being.As an insect encased in amber, timeless and ageless , Erika is baked inside the cake pan of eternity She is condemned to a withered existence, devoid of any hint of warmth, where only a vacuous flow of a systematic routine mercilessly torments her and fosters her libidinous instincts rooted deep in her entrails after suffering from decades of repression by her twisted mother.No male members are allowed in their small apartment, only the ghost of a father husband figure hovering around vaguely with no consequence after his death in a mental institution a long time ago Erika s life is reduced to piano lessons and buying dresses she won t ever wear as an act of defiance against her stingy mother, on whom she depends in a pathological, submissive and almost erotically incestuous way.Erika Kohut, the piano teacher, paints her life in circular motions framing indistinct moments as theatrical scenes and random shots of a putrescent world, where animal life rules implacably and predators hunt down their prey and copulation is an act of dominance and no spring breezes awaken anything Decaying organic material prevails in the sordid streets of Vienna where Erika becomes a voyeur spying couples in public parks or attending peep shows, nurturing her distorted sexuality and her sadomasochistic tendencies.Erika cuts herself to let her blood run in red streams of desperation trying to see past her inert and lifeless carcass of a body, trying to find her inner beauty, trying to prove her heart is still pumping blood into her hollow corpse She can t seem to feel anything, neither pain nor arousal, as much as she probes her flesh with knives and needles Undefined form of emptiness and vacant glances are the only reflections in the mirror, a vampire of the maternal nest.Erika Kohut, the piano teacher, resists her student Walter Klemmer s romantic advances stoically, self consciously reminding herself of her inaptitude to give and receive affection and of her inadequate tattered body Erika senses her comfortably familial balance of power threatened by this golden and athletic man, who is ten years her junior and an admirer of Norman Mailer, and resists the temptation of seeking hope and redemption She reaches the determination to show this sublime male specimen the dear price of his daring to desire her, proving her dominance and supremacy to the world.But even the most shrivelled of souls can t ignore the intoxicating illusion of love as instrument of absolution and the balance of forces, both of love and power, expand and contract, merge and repel unpredictably, shifting first from mother to daughter, then from teacher to student, only to finally backfire and make of the abuser a victim and of the abused an aggressor, leaving only a blurred red trickle of blood glowing in golden sunbeams and festering wounds that will never properly heal.Where to draw the line between the guilty and the innocent Should parents be blamed for the miseries of their children Should current generations pay for the sins committed by their ancestors Aren t families a reflection of a hierarchical society and its classist structures that oppress in terms of age, gender and race Haven t patriarchal societies subjugated, isolated and persecuted the unconventional throughout history Can art redeem the ones beyond salvation Erika s wrenched attempt to transform her unsung symphony of love collides with the distorted cacophony of the rotten world she lives in, leaving an open, forever bleeding wound of silence, shame and hopelessness, annihilating the so much yearned for harmony of this desolate song called life.


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    Ich habe es versucht Beim Grab meines verstorbenen Kanarienvogels schw re ich, ich habe versucht, DIE KLAVIERSPIELERIN zu lesen Mein soziales Umfeld hat mich bei diesem Unternehmen nach Kr ften unterst tzt Meine Frau hat mich mit noch ges nderer und ausgewogenerer Ern hrung als sonst versorgt ich bin der JA Gruppe Jelinek anonymous beigetreten ein personal trainer hat mich t glich massiert und mit Proteingetr nken gem stet Goodreads Freunde haben mir Mut zugesprochen Zugleich gab es unterst tztend dazu sanften sozialen Druck Aber du willst doch weiter zur Lesegruppe dazu geh ren Du willst doch auch nach Wien zur Jelinek Exkursion kommen Ja, ich will doch alles richtig und gut machen Ich will die KLAVIERSPIELERIN lesen, ja Ich bin doch kein verstockter Dummbatz, dem nicht zu helfen ist, ich werde das Buch lesen.Habe ich gedacht Habe 10 Seiten gelesen 20 30 Bin bis Seite 80 gekommen Habe daf r so lange gebraucht, dass ich nunmehr das Buch in der Kreisbibliothek h tte verl ngern m ssen und stand also pflichtschuldig gesenkten Blickes mit dem unscheinbaren Taschenb chlein mit der wenig gelungenen Umschlagillustration vor der Bibliothekarin einer lteren Dame, die sanftm tig ist normalerweise jedenfalls Sie sah mir in die Augen und fragte Wollen sie das Buch verl ngern Es klang, als h tte sie gesagt Wollen sie DAS Buch etwa verl ngern Ihr Blick hatte etwas Stechendes bekommen und ich musste mir den Schwei von der Stirn tupfen Eine berechtigte Frage, die ich zuvor m glicherweise untersch tzt hatte Ich mag meine Lesegruppe , begann ich zu stottern, aber die Bibliothekarin blieb seltsam unger hrt Ich h tte sie gerne gefragt, ob sie das Buch kennt, traute mich aber nicht Offenbar hatte niemand das Buch vorbestellt, ich h tte es verl ngern k nnen Das, oder es abgeben Verdammt Was tun Haben sie den Wetterbericht geh rt , fragte ich die Dame Denn eines stand fest, auch nach 80 Seiten Jelineks Prosa berzieht die H lle mit Blitzeis Ich kenne viele b sartige Texte, aber dieser Roman stellt sie alle in den Schatten Man soll ja nicht von Romanfiguren auf den Autoren schlie en, aber muss man nicht ein Menschenhasser sein, um solche Figuren zu schaffen Nie zuvor hatte ich berlegt, ob Zombies nicht doch ganz nette Kerle sein k nnten Unertr glich sind mir Erika Kohut und ihre Mutter, unertr glich ist mir, wie Jelinek die gest rteste Mutter Tochter Beziehung seziert und von einer Spitze auf die n chste treibt Schrecklich sind alle anderen Personen des Romans, allesamt ihrer Menschlichkeit beraubt, Schaust cke jelinekscher Glazialkunst Toxic Parents, toxic life Wenn Jelinek vor sich hin tzt, vergeht mir jeder Lebensmut Das hat nichts mit Ironie oder Sarkasmus zu tun, dieser Roman verg llt mir die Lebenslust Jelinek lesen bereitet die gleiche Lust wie ein Zahnarztbesuch da drillt der Bohrer durch s ewige Eis, um es mal bildhaft, aber nicht berzogen auszudr cken, und man sp rt und h rt die Zahnarztger usche, die man so liebt Wie hei t es anl sslich des Besuchs einer Eisdiele Sie gabeln unaufh rlich ihre K ltebissen in ihre Eish hlen genau so Mit einem kleinen Hammer klopft sie die Wirklichkeit ab, eine eifrige Zahn rztin der Sprache f rwahr eine sehr besondere Form des Lustgewinns Wie gerne denke ich da zur Beruhigung an den lachgasmissbrauchenden Zahnarzt im Little Shop of Horrors , der ein echter Kumpel ist verglichen mit unserer Erika.H tte Arno Schmidt in einer Phase tiefster Depression einen Text ber katholische Landwirte verfasst, er h tte nicht b ser ausfallen k nnen Nein, ich m chte das Buch jetzt zur ckgeben , habe ich zur Bibliothekarin gesagt, und gleich schien sie wieder freundlicher zu schauen.Und dann griff ich zum u ersten man muss wissen, ich bin Agnostiker und sagte Lasset uns beten Vater, habe Mitleid mit den Lesern in sterreich Und den schrecklichen B chern,die sie dort lesen m ssen.Amen.


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    Erika, the piano teacher, has issues She s in her late 30s, an age we are repeatedly told is quite old, and she sleeps in the matrimonial bed with her domineering mother hands outside the covers, lest those fingers go wandering The book opens with Erika pulling a handful of hair out of her mother s head, and it only gets better worse from there To say much would risk taking away the gasps a reader is entitled to when reading this The synopsis of The Piano Teacher didn t really prepare me for it at all I was looking forward to the mother daughter dynamic, as I m drawn to deranged parent child relationships I had no idea just how deranged it would be Of all the foul and sadistic events in this book, a small, animalistic scene between mother and daughter in bed haunted me the most I had to look away for a while, and I m not generally one who is easily bothered This book gets on you like slime The breathless narrative is ugly beautiful Jelinek s voice was tormented and quite impressive, and her inner darkness translates to the page skillfully in the minds of the characters, all of which are damaged and pent up Erika s perversions gnaw the tension festers She wanders around Vienna s seedy neighborhoods, sniffing soiled tissues in peep show booths and peeing in bushes after watching a couple have sex The tension builds She tortures, taunts, cowers She s a woman child suppressed to the utmost extreme, lost inside her urges, confused and faltering, and her cat and mouse game has very adult consequences At times Erika is sadistic and controlling and we think that s what she is, then she s submissive and insecure Halfway through I read that Jelinek s writing is highly autobiographical just like Erika s father, Jelinek s father was institutionalized, and even after Jelinek married, she remained living with her controlling mother, visiting her husband on weekends The hold Erika s mother had on her, and the deep torment she felt was an amplified howl of suffering from an author who can only have been stifled and deeply distressed herself It was uncomfortable to read, not because the events and subjects are shocking and explicit, which they most certainly are, but because you re much too close to someone s private pain Fittingly, the story climaxes with devastating anguish on the very last page and it s blinding and hideous.


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    The Piano Teacher is an unbearably gruesome read It starts off with a brutal spat of domestic violence with fistfuls of pulled hair and ends with two of the most disgusting sex scenes I ve read in modern literature This is not a novel about personal growth or development, but about the opposite Our main character, a piano teacher living with her hovering parasite of a mother, experiences personal destruction and the conflation of sex and romantic pleasure with pain Unhealthy obsessions with sex, disease, filth, hatred, self mutilation, all these other grimy little details I can t exactly call this pornographic for who would voluntarily enjoy such stories for their sexual arousal Actually never mind sorry I asked , but it is obscene I can t say I enjoyed reading this, but it asks the harshest questions about sex and violence If you re that sort of literary masochist, please go on.


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    In many ways, Elfriede Jelinek s Die Klavierspielerin is amazing Visceral, explosive, descriptive in a horrifying, yet also curiously enticing manner, the novel presents a massively cracked and crumbling, distorted mirror of society not just Austrian society, but society in general and how stranglingly vigorous and seemingly impossible to fray and sever the patriarchal structures and fibres of power and might are and continue to be and how they consume and infiltrate everything and everyone Erika Kohut s mother might seem a harridan and even rather like a monster and she is that and , but in many ways, she is also just another spoke in the wheel so to speak, and Erika herself, even though she has faced her mother s abuse and dictates all of her life including than creepily having to share a bed with her , also deliberately and often maliciously chastises and degrades her piano students, transferring the abuse and thus keeping the wheels of power, of societal embattlement and dysfunctional family structures spinning and continuously flourishing.However, as much as I have always appreciated and still do appreciate Die Klavierspielerin, I have also never been able to fully and happily enjoy it both thematics and writing style, while certainly enlightening and thought provoking, are also generally just too nauseating, too all inclusively offensive, with basically every single character presented as being majorly dysfunctional, often abusive, sexually frustrated perverted, and actually, no generally positively conceptualized characters seem to exist at all Die Klavierspielerin is a novel that I most definitely am glad to have read three times now and I can certainly understand why and how Elfriede Jelinek won the Nobel Prize in literature for her oeuvre , but it is also a novel, I would not likely ever willingly read a fourth time unless it were required of me academically not comfort reading by any stretch of the imagination Die Klavierspielerin is a novel that makes you think, and that should make you think, albeit also and always leaving a necessary, but rather nasty and bitterly nauseating aftertaste.


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Die Klavierspielerin download Die Klavierspielerin, read online Die Klavierspielerin, kindle ebook Die Klavierspielerin, Die Klavierspielerin b407f6a8140a The Piano Teacher, The Most Famous Novel Of Elfriede Jelinek, Who Was Awarded The Nobel Prize In Literature, Is A Shocking, Searing, Aching Portrait Of A Woman Bound Between A Repressive Society And Her Darkest DesiresErika Kohut Is A Piano Teacher At The Prestigious And Formal Vienna Conservatory, Who Still Lives With Her Domineering And Possessive Mother Her Life Appears To Be A Seamless Tissue Of Boredom, But Erika, A Quiet Thirty Eight Year Old, Secretly Visits Turkish Peep Shows At Night To Watch Live Sex Shows And Sadomasochistic Films Meanwhile, A Handsome, Self Absorbed, Seventeen Year Old Student Has Become Enad With Erika And Sets Out To Seduce Her She Resists Him At First, But Then The Dark Passions Roiling Under The Piano Teacher S Subdued Exterior Explode In A Release Of Sexual Perversity, Suppressed Violence, And Human DegradationCelebrated Throughout Europe For The Intensity And Frankness Of Her Writings And Awarded The Heinrich B Ll Prize For Her Outstanding Contribution To German Letters, Elfriede Jelinek Is One Of The Most Original And Controversial Writers In The World Today The Piano Teacher Was Made Into A Film, Released In The United States In , Was Awarded The Grand Jury Prize At Cannes