Writer, artist and Soho dandy Sebastian Horsley has died of a suspected heroin overdose, just days after after a play based on his memoir opened in London. As Toby Young says, “I’ve met a few Soho characters in my day and most of them were drunken bores. Not Sebastian.” He continues:
“He styled himself an artist, but his true genius was for conversation. Aphorisms and one-liners came pouring out of his mouth like gusts of fresh air, blowing away received wisdom and herd opinion like so many cobwebs. He was steeped in the works of Oscar Wilde, but could just as easily quote Balzac or Flaubert. I never spent an evening with him without having to write down something he’d said immediately afterwards.”
Asked by 3:AM‘s Sophie Parkin as to why Dandy in the Underworld couldn’t have a happy ending, Horsley replied, “Because anything that consoles is fake. You see, the good ended happily, and the bad unhappily, that is what fiction means.”
Today as people everywhere are raising a glass in honor of Bloomsday, Joshua Cohen traces the heirs of Joyce’s Ulysses, from Wales to Russia to Turkey to Argentina:
I wrote a book called Witz. It’s capacious (800 pages). It’s complex (puns in a dozen languages: fun in a daze of longuages). And it’s about a Wandering Jew – the Last Jew in the world.
A friend of my father called after having tried a page to say, “It’s like the Jewish Ulysses.” That wasn’t a compliment. Problem is, James Joyce‘s Ulysses is already the Jewish Ulysses; featuring, as it does, Leopold Bloom – that Dubliner born Jewish, raised Protestant, converted to Catholicism to marry Marion “Molly” née Tweedy, who at the end of the novel says “Yes” a lot. That’s what I said to my father’s friend. “Yes,” I said, “yes.”
That wasn’t a compliment either: I knew he wouldn’t get the reference. I began wondering. If Ulysses was the Jewish Ulysses – and the Irish Ulysses, too, one would think – shouldn’t other cultures have Ulyssi of their own? Having worked as a weekly book reviewer, I came across marketese like this all the time: “Known in its nation of origin as the Icelandic Ulysses” – publicity talk for “a difficult but ultimately rewarding novel by a dead man from Reykjavik.” In other words, the summa of a culture.
The best work of art, in any medium, that I’ve come across this year is Douglas Gordon and Philippe Parreno’s film Zidane. Almost exclusively following Zizou through an entire football game – a game during most of which he’s not really ‘doing’ much other than meandering one way and another or indulging his nervous tick of scraping the top of his foot against the grass – it’s a brilliant disquisition on time, event-space, mediation, consciousness and, of course, repetition. During half-time we pan out from the stadium to find out what else is going on in the world during the game, and see, among footage of various trade pacts being signed, space missions being launched and so on, the inevitable image of a roadside bomb in Iraq’s aftermath – and one of the blood-soaked, screaming victims is wearing a Zidane t-shirt. I think it’s a major masterpiece.
60X1.com by Kenneth Tin-Kin Hung (2003) My (ironic) aversion to dialectical readings of contemporary literature situates my critical disposition as resistant to Jamesonian interpretations of a historically-determined consciousness. For better or for worse, such […]
Egon Shiele’s Krumau – Crescent of Houses (The Small City V), c. 1915 “Whatever it is, we’re against it”; so proclaims 3:AM’s masthead, and this call to arms is one I am happy to take up in the capacity of contributing editor. Far from being contrarian for contrarian’s sake, these words represent, for me, […]
Co-editor-in-chief and founder Andrew Gallix recently published two pieces on Roland Barthes in the Guardian and the Los Angeles Review of Books, to commemorate the centenary of his birth. The latter focuses on the recent exhibition at the Bibliothèque nationale de France. An in-depth interview Gallix conducted with the Argentine novelist Luis Chitarroni will appear in the forthcoming fourth […]
Let’s practise a bit of cultural decentering. I’m very keen on reading outstanding critical submissions that deal with Global South cultures. 3:AM Magazine is an excellent space and I want to use it to create connections that might help erode notions of centres and peripheries. Fuck centres and peripheries, what we need is a bit of cross-contamination, […]
Encountering otherness with Merleau-Ponty. * Against happiness. * Devaluing the dirty war by Adam Thirlwell. * “When we go out of our mind, where do we go?”: on dementia and the arts. * Launch of Darran Anderson‘s Imaginary Cities. * How Flaubert changed literature. * Worrying — a cultural history. * Dustin O’Halloran on his […]
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