Showing posts with label Francis Carco. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Francis Carco. Show all posts

Saturday, February 6, 2016

"The Hounded Man" by Francis Carco (Thomas Seltzer, 1924)


"Hounded Man" by Francis Carco (Thomas Seltzer, 1924)

A tale of a man who commits murder and lives his life after that fact.  Of course, since this is a Francis Carco piece of work, there is a woman of the streets who share with the leading character's misery, dread, and fear.  Also the city of Paris adds a certain amount of noir existence in the mix as well.  I found a copy of "Hounded Man" in the Los Angeles Library system, and my guess it probably hasn't been checked out since its publication date, 1924.   Carco is an amazing writer, who specializes in little pyscho-dramas that takes place in Parisian hotels and bars.   Why he isn't more known in the English language world is a mystery.  I suspect that it will only be a matter of time before New York Review of Books (NYRB) start publishing his noir-like novels of men's darkness and their city (Paris, of course). 

- Tosh Berman

Saturday, January 16, 2016

"Francis Carco: The Career of a Literary Bohemian" by Seymour S. Weiner (Columbia University Press, 1952, O.P.)




"Francis Carco: The Career of a Literary Bohemian" by Seymour S. Weiner (Columbia University Press, 1952, O.P.)


I have only read two books by Francis Carco.  "Perversity" and "Streetcorners."   He's the poet of the criminal underground - which means the world of sleazy Parisian bars, the home of whores and their pimps, and a landscape full of alcohol and drugs.   A remarkable world, of course!    Compared to what he wrote in his native language and published in France, there is very little of his works translated into English, and all, I believe is out of print.  Which is a horrible shame, because he is clearly an important and major voice in French literature.



Through the Los Angeles library system, I found a copy of the Seymour S. Weiner's book of Carco, which is both a biography and a literary study on the writer.   It's a wonderful book, but on the other hand, it's a weird way to be introduced to Carco, considering there is literary analysis on books I have never read or even heard of.  It is very much like reading on a phantom writer that doesn't exist.

Carco clearly knew what he was writing about.  He understood the world of criminals and their needs and wants.   He is sort of a combination of Henry Miller and Charles Bukowski - in the fact that both writers cover their territory to the fullest.   Weiner, who wrote this book in 1952 or therefore, and published that year, is not meant to be a public general reading matter, but as an academic study on a man and his writing.   The best part of the book for me, since I haven't read that much of Carco's work, is the chapter devoted to authors who influenced Carco.  Especially François Villon, the criminal poet.  Worth tracking down, but a must to read Carco's works.   I recommend the two books I have read, both "Perversity" and "Streetcorners" (published by the great Los Angeles located press, Green Integer).  


- Tosh Berman

Saturday, December 15, 2007

More obsessions regarding Francis Carco




I finished reading Francis Carco's "Perversity" and haven't stopped thinking about the book and the author himself. Who is this man? What I know of him is that he was born 1886 and died 1958 and he's French. I need to locate the book "Frenzy," it looks like a sister to "Perversity."



The great press Green Integer sometime ago released a collection of poems by Carco called "Streetcorners: Prose Poems of the Demi-Monde." I haven't read this one as well.





Portrait by Jacques Dyssord



So the journey to discover a new author from the past is on...

Monday, December 10, 2007

The Book I am Currently Reading: PERVERSITY




A short noirish novel written in the 1920's that takes place in Paris and it's about a pimp, prostitute and her borther - how can one go wrong with this book?

I know very little about the author Francis Carco, but I can feel another "obsession" in my bones, and I will surely hunt down everything possible about his work. The translator is the well-known novelist Jean Rhys.