Tuesday, December 23, 2008

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Taeko Kono: Hunting for the child



Taeko Kono
I read through hunting child and I come away, invigorated. I look at her little face on the back cover, sage and square with big glasses teacher. In the pages she wants the boys (it changes us from the myth of the hero and his muse aging young and fresh) she wants and in this desire comes true subversion because it does "not drink" is here is not in a Catherine Millet, whose mechanical gender analysis not without talent, not a purpose to disturb or disrupt but to list in terms of a narrative that is intended or surgical orderly. Here we're really in trouble and the uncanny aesthetic of desire, there is no concept or posture, but the expression of taboo and spontaneity, especially when the taboo is insane sexism sleek modern times ( the aging man and his young muse naked unfortunately not waned even in texts known as forward-thinking, the converse is obviously not literally correct in France). In another story, the heroine describes the cruel beauty of a woman tied by her husband hunchback. No explanatory psychology, literature sharp uncompromising. The first appearance of disease finally let up just in the imagination of innocence as in the description of what the objectivity informative yet less shocking than in a book, finally the kind of literary creation is sometimes more censored than the media try the other side has to swallow their audience in stagings true (mass psychology instrument of mass destruction under the guise of a quiet family breakfast ricorée) .. But still ..
I remember my first reaction. I discover the book with another writer in residence at the Saline d'Arc et Senan, the title echoes. It can not lend it to me, this book does not belong to him. I order hard to find, he emerged several years ago already. Fifteen days later I'll look at Besancon. At first, I tore the book as to counter the spell, I tear the new book, just purchased. It scares me. The shadows morbidity fetish, role play, all this gives a sense of unease. A few days later, the basket under the desk is still not settled, I read slowly a few pages, the text of surprising beauty. I retrieves the book that is not destroyed. I learn to decipher. Taeko Kono rejects any sentimentality or "good feelings" group. She departed from his subject in order to better understand, she said the real human impulses is hegemonically rare (maybe not in Japan) to be notified ...

Sandra Moussempès 2001
A short biography of Kono Taeko

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