Wetlands (Anglais) Broché – 3 mars 2009
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An international sensationwith more than 1 million copies sold in Germany, and rights snapped up in 26 countriesWetlands is the sexually and anatomically explicit novel that is changing the conversation about female identity and sexuality around the world.
Helen Memel is an outspoken, contradictory eighteen-year-old, whose childlike stubbornness is offset by a precocious sexual confidence. She begins her story from a hospital bed, where she’s slowly recovering from an operation and lamenting her parents’ divorce. To distract and console herself, Helen ruminates on her past sexual and physical adventures in increasingly uncomfortable detail; what ensues is “a headlong dash through every crevice and byproduct, physical and psychological, of its narrator’s body and mind.” (The New York Times)
Fantastically sexual, Helen is constantly blurring the line between celebration, provocation, and dysfunction in her relationship with her body. Punky alienated teenager, young woman reclaiming her body from the tyranny of repressive hygiene (women mustn’t smell, excrete, desire), bratty smartass, vulnerable, lonely daughter, shock merchant and pleasure-seekerHelen is all of these things and more, and her frequent attempts to assert her maturity ultimately prove just how fragile, confused, and young she truly is.
In the tradition of The Sexual Life of Catherine M and Melissa P.’s 100 Strokes of the Brush Before Bed, Charlotte Roche exposes the double bind of female sexuality, delivering a compulsively readable and fearlessly intimate manifesto on sex, hygiene, and the repercussions of family trauma.
Biographie de l'auteur
Charlotte Roche was born in England in 1978 and raised in Germany, where she still resides with her husband and daughter. She is an award-winning television personality in Germany, and Wetlands is her first novel.
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The first chapter draws you in (as all free-to-sample chapters should). But the content doesn't deliver anything of substance, interest, nor any reason to put up with the poor prose.
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If the answer is a resounding "yes" to any of those, then you are just going to LOVE Wetlands. Wetland is the 50 Shades of Gray for filth fetishists (all 47 of you out there). Buy it and a jumbo pack of double A's and notify your guilds you won't be on this weekend. If you have a fetish that involves any kind of bodily fluid or function, you'll find it in here, and you won't be getting out of bed.
Everybody else: buy soap.
Like 50 Shades, a reed thin plot that not even the author cares about strings together scene after brutally detailed scene of adventures in fringe sexuality. Except it's not BDSM, but the mysophilia lifestyle (?!) that is shown, as you live in the head Helen Memel, a teenage girl stuck in the hospital recovering from a horrific, uh, "shaving accident." Between childish acts of unsanitary mischief and plots to get her divorced parents back together, Helen reminisces fondly about all the fun she's had with things society finds disgusting, exploring their tastes, textures, smells, and masturbatory potential.
I pride myself on not flinching away from controversial content in books. But I admit, Wetlands had me skimming. A lot. Being a bit of a hygiene freak, I took this book on as a personal challenge and man, it was CHALLENGING to get through! But I did, and despite it's unpleasant focus and intensity, I liked it... sort of?
I'm giving Wetlands 3 stars solely because, no matter how deeply disturbed she is, the character of Helen Memel is stubbornly likable. I didn't want to like Helen, in fact I hated her at first. But to my chagrin by the end I found did like her and was sorry to leave her. Her cheerful, disarmingly companionable voice just drew me in. She follows her grotesque bliss with an unabashed self confidence and innocence that you just have to admire. I found myself wishing I could sit down and have a drink with Helen (as long as it was one I'd brought and kept an eye on at ALL times...).
It's no easy feat for an author to create a character who revels in everything filthy and disgusting, yet manages to be charming enough that even a squeamish person like me would hang out with her. If nothing else, this book is a great study in how to make difficult characters compelling for readers. I recommend aspiring authors read this.
At first it's quirky, then it's just silly. She eats her snot. Eats her scabs. Sucks on the left overs on her knickers. She drops tampons she is using on the dirty floor, with the intention of it getting dirty, then re-uses it. I'm sorry but you REALLY need more than that stuff to round out a character.
I'm sure the author would be delighted to read the reviews. It really seems like the whole purpose of this book was just to shock and create controversy rather than produce a meaningful or insightful piece. And for anyone who wrote that they were hoping this book was an insight into the female mind, OH PLEASE. Come on.
You should read a few pages of this book before buying it to make sure you can handle/ will enjoy the contents. You won't have to dig very far to discover the flavour of the book. Might suit male readers more... I'm not sure.
While it's notions of feminine hygiene and propriety seem ground-breaking to the uninitiated, they've been dealt with earlier (and sadly, with more empowerment) in the male-penned "Even Cowgirls Get the Blues or in a more artful manner in the works of Kathy Acker.
The main character is an emotionally damaged teen whose self-endangerment ( and the endangerment of others) is a "equal-and-opposite" style display of rebellion from her mother's hygiene fixation and whose sexual "freedom" serves to placate her feelings of detachment from her father and abandonment by both parents.
To borrow from the lexicon of the modern 18 year old; This is SO not the feminist manifesto so many make it out to be.
If gross-out stories a la Chuck Palahniuk amuse and entertain you, by all means pick this up.
It was a quick, funny read for what it was worth, however, don't make the mistake of heading into this with the idea that this is an important work, or even one that will be remembered in ten years.
Indeed, the graphic, crude descriptions in this book are a sideshow and not what it is ultimately about: thankfully, some of the reviewers here have the intelligence to grasp this. It is about mental illness, in both the main character and her family. It is about the terrible damage done to children by abusive MOTHERS. That is the taboo exposed here: abuse perpetrated by mothers, both physical and psychological. Helen Memel is a pitiful, vulnerbale, psychologically damaged and very lonely human being who would rather take anyone to bed with her than be alone. It is not the gory scenes that moves one most of all, even if, astonoshingly, these scenes are the only thing many readers are capable of registering and distilling form the book. No, what moves one most is the internal suffering of this young women, the attempted murder of her brother by her mother, the harm done by the divorce of her parents and her longing for them to be reunited, her sterilisation and her self-hate. Yes, I appreciate that a facet of this book is the honest, no-holds-barred description of sexual body parts and female sexuality and that some will find that aspect to be refreshing. It is clearly also, in parts, meant to be humerous and funny (another aspect apparently missed by many). However, the 'dreams' and imaginings of gas in the air, the 'dreams' of her mother cutting off her eyelashes in her sleep and the hints of much worse things done, buried deep in her subconscious and driving her destructive behaviour, are what shocks most of all. It should be obvious to all that her extreme behaviour and actions are a manifestation of her subconscious anger towards her mother, representing rebellion and enormous anger.
During her stay in the hospital, Helen reveals her obsession with her intimate parts. She recounts an extensive history of self-destructive behavior. We learn that Helen has a very hard time being alone. Yet we come to experience firsthand that her vulgarity pushes us away. We also learn about her parents, and this history lends insight into why Helen has developed these maladaptive obsessions and ways of relating to others.
If you are the product of divorce, of neglectful parents, of totally self-involved parents or parents who live in denial, I don't know how you couldn't feel some compassion for Helen. Well into young adulthood (and beyond), we carry the scars of family trauma. The secrets, the held-in emotions, the lack of communication, the excessive criticism...all these things can lead us to internalize or act out in a variety of ways. I found myself at times wanting to nurture Helen like she was my inner child and at other times I felt like she was beyond hope. She is as disgusted by obsessively 'perfect', hygienic people as we are of her, and without serious intervention it seems Helen will never realize that her identity to date is nothing but a reaction to her upbringing and that there is in fact a healthy middle ground.
Along the way I found myself stopping to examine my own reactions to her vivid descriptions of her sexuality and bodily functions. Is Helen conscious of how much this kind of talk pushes me (and everyone else) away? Why does this disturb me when I know Helen is a disturbed young woman who needs help? What does it say about me (or Helen) that I actually agree with her about some of these things but would never ever talk about it?
As other reviewers have pointed out, this book isn't for everyone, but for those who approach it with an open mind and from a psychological stance, I think it's a very worthwhile read.