Highly acclaimed when it was first published in 1967, Frederic Ewen's monumental biographical study of Bertolt Brecht has long been out of print. In response to national demand, Citadel Press is proud to reissue this complete and unabridged text. Of "Bertolt His Life, His Art, His Times, the critics "The finest critical study of Brecht to date. This book is at least a worthy appreciation of a towering, poetic and dramatic genius." -Los Angeles Times "What is particularly striking about Frederic Ewen's biography is that it conveys the excitement, the turmoil and triumph of Brecht's career." -The New York Times "The great thing about Frederic Ewen's luminous biography is that it gently frees Brecht from the bear hugs of the bigots and restores him to us as a whole man, his youth contained in his age." -The Nation
Rounded up, this Life is more of an analysis of Brecht's work and the milieu within which he operated than any sort of chronicle of his life. His upbringing is vague as is his conscription, his transformation from vaudevillian to humanist, much less a politicized is likewise left opaque.
This is a messy biography but one littered with quotes, it particularly leans on the collected poetry-- which I finished earlier this year. I did enjoy the anecdote of Brecht being investigated by the HCUAC during his exile in the US, with an apparent taciturn Richard Nixon being involved in hermeneutic thumb twiddling.
Apparently just before his death Brecht was annotating his copy of Waiting For Godot. How cool would that have been?
going to paste a few poems which are printed here below, the first of which does not appear in the standard collected English:
When I was carrying you in my womb, things were not going well for us at all and I often said: the one I am carrying is coming into a bad world. And I said to myself, you must see to it That he at least makes no mistake, The boy I’m carrying must see to it, That the world is a better place. And I saw mountains of coal with a fence around them. I said: don’t be miserable! The one I am carrying will make sure that this coal warms him. And I saw bread behind windows and it was denied to the hungry. The one I am carrying, I said, will make sure that this bread feeds him. When I was carrying you in my womb, I often said quietly to myself: “You, the one I am carrying in my womb, you must be unstoppable.”
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Recently I found my spectator. On a dusty street He held a power-drill in his fist. For a brief moment he looked up. And I quickly Pitched my theatre between the houses. He looked up expectantly. In the bar I found him again. He stood at the counter Sweat-stained; he was drinking, in his hand A sandwich. Quickly I pitched my theatre. He Looked up amazed. Today Luck was with me again. In front of the railway depot I saw him jostled by rifle-butts Amid drum-beats – being hustled into war. Right there, in the middle of the crowd, I pitched my theatre. Over his shoulder He looked back towards me:- And nodded.
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When years ago, studying the goings-on on the Chicago wheat exchange I suddenly understood how the world’s wheat was administered. Yet, at the same time, failed to understanding – and put down the book, I saw at once: You’ve hit upon something bad… There was no bitterness in me, nor was I terrified By the injustice – only I thought and I thought – That’s not the way. No, not the way they’re doing it… These people, I saw, lived from the harm They do to others, instead of the good. A situation that can only continue to exist Through crime; bad for most human beings. So every achievement of reason, Invention and discovery Must lead to ever greater misery. Such and the like were my thoughts at that moment, Far removed from anger or lamentation, As I put down the book describing The wheat market and the exchanges of Chicago… Great pain and discontent were in store for me.
Really interesting anecdotes on Brecht and his life, but a dry, and at times, unorganized read. The author takes great pains to incorporate quotations from various contemporaries and collaborators of Brecht, and paints a picture of his creative life, but very little analysis and incorporation of Brecht's political life and allegiances; however, the beginning chapters which give context of the political and culture background and buildup to Brecht's time.
Me pareció muy buena biografía de Bertolt Brecht porque abarca extractos de su vasta obra teatral, detalles de su vida íntima y ejemplos de su fuerte compromiso político hacia el proletariado. A él lo considero un gran artista, cuya vida fue plasmada bellamente en este libro digno de releerse cada cierto tiempo.