499 pages
French language
Published June 1, 1999
La guerre civile espagnole a inspiré à Ernest Hemingway un de ses plus dramatiques et célèbres romans : Pour gui sonne le glas. Le film qui en a été tiré, et dont Ingrid Bergman et Gary Cooper étaient les héros, étendit encore sa très grande popularité. Un pont, dans la montagne de Castille, doit sauter; il faut couper la route à l'armée franquiste. Pour cette mission précise, Robert Jordan, jeune Américain enrôlé volontaire dans les rangs républicains, rejoint un groupe de maquisards espagnols parmi lesquels se trouvent deux femmes : la terrible Pilar et la tendre Maria pour laquelle Jordan va immédiatement éprouver une vive passion. L'amour suspendra le temps, éloignera la solitude et fera oublier la mort.
As a Hemingway die-hard fun, I must say this is for me one his most successful works, alongside Fiesta and a Farewell to Arms. The author perfectly conveys the trauma, the spiritual mangling, the contradictions, the inebitable loss which a civil war, but also describes the lives of those who volunteered to sacrifice their life for the sake of an idea. The driving rhythm of his concise prose makes this book an engaging reading
this one is a good one, love a good memento mori. very nice
This was my first Hemingway and I really enjoyed it. I liked the spare writing style, the way he builds scenes and atmosphere through repetition, rather like post-impressionist layers of paint that build up the sense of the subject. Not only was it a very atmospheric book, it was also a gripping book, a book that demands you engage with the horror and futility of civil war. It has echoes of Tolstoy in the way it deals with the tactics of war (and the great ambiguity of any military action, both in terms of execution and outcome), and it allows the characters to develop along a crooked path. Is Pablo good or bad? He is both and neither. He is a product of the circumstances (the war), but also one of the people shaping those conditions. He is both the ally and the enemy.
The only jarring thing for me …
This was my first Hemingway and I really enjoyed it. I liked the spare writing style, the way he builds scenes and atmosphere through repetition, rather like post-impressionist layers of paint that build up the sense of the subject. Not only was it a very atmospheric book, it was also a gripping book, a book that demands you engage with the horror and futility of civil war. It has echoes of Tolstoy in the way it deals with the tactics of war (and the great ambiguity of any military action, both in terms of execution and outcome), and it allows the characters to develop along a crooked path. Is Pablo good or bad? He is both and neither. He is a product of the circumstances (the war), but also one of the people shaping those conditions. He is both the ally and the enemy.
The only jarring thing for me was the way he dealt with expletives ("I obscenity in your milk"), which made them very stilted and difficult to read. I would rather he had just left them in Spanish, or used the nearest English translation, however rude. Apparently it was a product of its time (no one would have published it if he had literally translated a phrase like "Me cago en la leche de la puta que te date la luz"), but it seems strange that he pulls no punches on the description of the horrors of war, yet spares us some cursing. Towards the end of the book he allows the hero (Jordan) to rant “Oh, muck my grandfather and muck this whole treacherous muck-faced mucking country and every mucking Spaniard in it on either side and to hell forever. Muck them to hell together…” . This is akin to the way 'fuck' is rendered as 'frack' in Battlestar Gallactica, and more memorably as 'feck' in Father Ted.
From Spanish Civl War to Father Ted. Hemingway certainly makes you think.
