Jean-Paul Charles Aymard Sartre was a French philosopher, playwright, novelist, screenwriter, political activist, biographer, and literary critic, considered a leading figure in 20th-century French philosophy and Marxism. Sartre was one of the key figures in the philosophy of existentialism (and phenomenology). His work has influenced sociology, critical theory, post-colonial theory, and literary studies. He was awarded the 1964 Nobel Prize in Literature despite attempting to refuse it, saying that he always declined official honors and that "a writer should not allow himself to be turned into an institution." Sartre held an open relationship with prominent feminist and fellow existentialist philosopher Simone de Beauvoir. Together, Sartre and de Beauvoir challenged the cultural and social assumptions and expectations of their upbringings, which they considered bourgeois, in both lifestyles and thought. The conflict between oppressive, spiritually destructive conformity (mauvaise foi, literally, 'bad faith') and an "authentic" way of "being" became the dominant theme of Sartre's early work, a theme embodied in his principal philosophical work Being and Nothingness (L'Être et le Néant, 1943). Sartre's introduction to his philosophy is his work Existentialism Is a Humanism (L'existentialisme est un humanisme, 1946), originally presented as a lecture.
A rather disturbing read on madness, featuring a woman who is not willing to face the fact that her husband has descended into madness and clings to his presence, discarding the warnings of her father and the husband's therapist. The story answers the question of how far love can go, however, it does so in a very perturbing way.
its a collection of five short stories is supposed to be centered around the ways in which love or (lust) can corrupt one from an authentic life. it begins with the first story (The room) A young woman has married a man who goes completely mad He lives in one room, never wanting to leave, separated from the rest of the world by the wall the husband describes it : Normal people think I belong with them. But I couldn’t stay an hour among them. I need to live out there in the other side of the wall. But they don’t want me out there. This is a fascinating allegory of the “real” world versus the world of the existentialism. the other two stories are called intimacy and EROSTRATUS my favorite was the wall The protagonist is a prisoner of the Spanish Civil war facing execution along with two other cellmates, is faced with the choice of whether or not to release the location of one of his free friend. Although the protagonist ultimately decides to make the choice of lying about his friend’s whereabouts, it becomes evident that the protagonist does so for personal motivations rather than for motives aimed to benefit or hinder his friend. It is not until outcomes materialize that the protagonist realizes the grave errors he makes in accidentally releasing the whereabouts of his friend location. In Sartre’s “The Wall”, the protagonist is responsible for the death of his friend through the inherent uncertainty of outcomes and the lack of conviction and consistency in the thoughts he presents.
أول قراءة لسارتر ولا اعتقد أني فهمته بشكل ممتاز لكنها تظل بداية جيدة، الفكرة عظيمة في أن الإنسان يفضل الوهم على الحقيقة، حسيت بالرعب أثناء القراءة من الوصف.
Gelezen in een bundel samen met Le Mur, Érostrate, Intimité, L'Enfance d'un chef. Ik dacht dat het zware kost zou zijn, maar de stijl was helder en goed te begrijpen en de verhalen waren heel bijzonder. Veel droge weergave van de gedachtekronkels van de personages, zonder vertellerscommentaar - dat vind ik sterk.
After all the books that I've read from him that were impeccable, this one doesn't make sense. I Somehow think that story doesn't have any special meaning behind it and if it has I think it doesn't fit in with his philosophy. I can't connect the dots in his story as long as the hero has hallucinations.
Je suis en train de lire « Le mur » de Sartre donc un ensemble de nouvelles (dont le mur et la chambre), et je me suis empressée de chercher celle ci car j’ai vraiment été touchée par ce récit (+que le mur). Surtout par le premier chapitre qui concerne donc le père de Ève qui s’inquiète sur elle et sa relation avec Pierre. J’ai reconnu dans les paroles de M. Dardébat un discourt que j’étendais très souvent lorsque j’étais en couple avec un certain monsieur. Je ne rentrerai pas dans les détails mais je me reconnais absolument dans le rejet de Ève de converser sur un sujet dont elle est en plein déni ; le déni de reconnaître que la personne à qui ont reste attaché est en fait quelqu’un d’autre. J’ai beaucoup aimé aussi cette distinction qu’elle fait entre elle, la chambre et le monde extérieur. D’un côté il y a les gens « normaux » qui essaient de la convaincre de sortir de là, mais elles ne peut pas car ils ne la comprennent pas soit disant, d’un autre la chambre avec Pierre complètement inconscient, aucun tourment de culpabilité ne lui tombent dessus il est dans son monde et entre les deux il y a elle. Elle, qui n’est « pas assez folle » pour la chambre mais trop différente pour les gens normaux. Incroyable vraiment j’ai adoré.
First part was ok but the second part *completely* wrecked my night, it was so sad and lowkey freaked me out when her husband had a schizo episode… ultimately I have to respect Sartre for pulling all the stages of grief out of me in this short little story. He really got me with « Elle n’avait plus de place nulle part » and « Il n’y a plus rien à moi dans la chambre » 😭😭😭
i definitely feel like i’m missing something? i get the allusions to bad faith and individual agency but i am struggling to see the overall message of the novella?
لا أدري ان كانت مراجعتي تنتمي الى فكر سارتر او هذا ماكان يقصده سارتر .. في البدء استمتعت جداً لم يواجهني مللاً ما كما يواجه الآخرين حين يشرعون بقراءة سارتر .. كنت اشعر بأنها حكاية الأنسان والخيال والواقع مثل الجزء الأول متمثلة بالسيد داربدا .. لا أحد يكونصارماً على المرء بقدر الواقع يتخلى الواقع عنك ولكنه يلّح عليك ان تلحق بهِ سيُقدم لكَ مشورة ما يحاول ان يتعاطف معك لكنه لن يُفلح .. وينتقل الجزء الثاني بجهاد الخيال لماوعة الأنسان والبقاء معه حتى في ترهاته متمثلاً ب((ايفا)) التي سيلق عليها بيار ((اغاتا)) اسماً لا ينتمي اليها الخيال لن يكون طائعاً الا لأفكار المرء وهو من صنعه أعلم بأن الحديث سيطول وربما أُبخس سارتر فلسفته وماكان يريد لكن هناك مشهداً جميلاً حين التقى الواقع والخيال وكيف يسخر الخيال من الواقع وكيف يعطف الواقع على الخيال وكيف لا يصدقهما المرء ويضحك على كليهما هما فقط من يبتدعان فكرة انا الأحق الأثنين مكرسين بما يريده المرء ويحركهما كيف شاء .. أجدها عظيمة هذهِ الحكاية وسأعاود قراءتها مرة أخرى بأبعد فرصة بعد ان استطيع حقاً أن افهم مكنونات سارتر