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  • Rose Alley
  • Jeremy M. Davies
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  • 04 February 2018
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Rose Alley Download ¾ PDF, DOC, TXT or eBook And literature obsessive collectors pornography language revolution misanthropy the joys of cross cultural misunderstanding and other peculiar objects of affection As Harry Mathews writes you have no excuse not to read this bo ROSE ALLEYJeremy DaviesCounterpath Press1595Jeremy Davies debut novel Rose Alley is a conundrum of the delicious sort Rose Alley defies containment and Davies seems to have deliberately written an unfilmable and unsummarizable narrative on the subject of filmmaking Readers will find themselves caught somewhere between the lyricism of Faulkner and the timeless character studies of Chaucer And perhaps that s were one should begin Rose Alley is effectively a composite of characters studies lyrical and poignant with priories set not on a narrative arc but on capturing the vagrancies of the human conditionRose Alley is divided into twelve distinct chapters with each chapter encapsulating a character Oftentimes a character mentioned in passing in one chapter is later awarded a chapter of his or her own sometimes the reader discovers parallels between narratives and sometimes the reader will be forced to hurtle gaps of a hundred or so pages before discovering a sense of meaning in a particular character Davies was kind enough to include an appendix which is of great use Appendixes aside this authorial choice forces the most stubborn of readers to cease the search for a linear thread and embrace the riveting turbidity of Davies prose Filmmaking functions as the narrative conceit the novel opens and closes and touches throughout on a filming project in France during the riots of the 1960s and the character studies read like unedited unorganized candid film snippets As a result Rose Alley comes across as a finely polished body of prose left intentionally unfinishedThere is of course the uestion as whether or not the hurdles Davies sets out for his readers will off putting for all but the most patient At times Davies awards his reader too much faith and those readers who seek a narrative structure that will take and guide curious strangers by the hand will doubtlessly become frustrated by Davies approach to narrative structure which keeps a steady distance of 100 and sometimes it seems 1000 yards aheadThe real gem to be found here is Davies mastery of syntax and his ability to capture so many different dimensions of humanity within the confines of a single sentence Readers will delight in hauntingly accurate caricatures of generational gaps Eugenia called it rape plain and simple the reason she s taken her mother s maiden name despite its own distasteful association But Hannelore just shook her head and smiled as though rape like rock and roll had been invented by a generation of faddish malcontents beyond Hannelore s comprehension and any way beneath her notice 98 and syntaxical plays The fevers and insomnia marking 3 AM to dawn the optimal time for sleep the wounded bristled too at the earlier dawn come spring and asked Wilhelmina to institute a local darkness savings time to keep the hospital an hour ahead of the surrounding townships with the soldiers bones thus an hour closer to knitting and to paint the window black 74 and uaint lyricism The dead shall live the living die Music shall untune the sky 167 uestions of patience aside Davies real bravura emerges in his sweeping approach to various syntactical and stylistic techniues which nonetheless read with impressive fluidity

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Rose Alley Download ¾ PDF, DOC, TXT or eBook Wilmot the Earl of Rochester A deadpan and digressive behind the scenes catalog of the actors filmmakers bystanders and subjects involved in this movie ROSE ALLEY is also a fantastical and venomous love letter to French film Jeremy s a good friend of mine but even if he weren t I wouldn t admire Rose Alley any less I probably just wouldn t have heard about it and read it This is a brilliant novel Open it up to any page and start reading every sentence delights And the whole construction is winning on every level from the concept pairing the Mai 68 riots with John Dryden s ambush to the style voyeuristic and yet so charmingly snide to the conceit telling the plot in the background by dedicating each of the thirteen chapters to a different character that s involved in it Jeremy has managed to pull off something very tricky both caring deeply about his characters and realizing that the whole thing s entirely invented and arbitrary and so the book is simultaneously a trifle and the most serious thing in the world Which is a characteristic I am always looking for in fiction

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Rose Alley Download ¾ PDF, DOC, TXT or eBook Fiction When violence erupts on the streets of Paris in May 1968 a hapless international film crew finds itself stranded during the shooting of a preposterous low budget blue movie about notorious 18th century erotic poet John Cinematic history is littered with screenplays that never took off films halted midstream because of exorbitant production costs and projects derailed by Machiavellian producers and directors or megalomaniacal actors Many of these ill fated films were simply stored away to anonymously languish in a vault some released years later to satisfy researchers aficionados and completists Rose Alley Jeremy M Davies s comic debut is the story of a crazed and ultimately failed attempt to film a biopic based on the life of John Wilmot second Earl of Rochester also a renowned satirist and bawdy bard The titillating titular film It would be a documentary fiction A dialectical fiction With fucking Simulated is shot in Paris under the specter of the calamitous riots that is during the May 1968 general strike of 11 million workers But while the confusion stirred by the disuiet suffuses the narrative direct commentary on the strikes is not Davies s project Instead much of his focus is on the labyrinthine twists of the film s botched production as well as the outr frivolities of its colorful cast and crewSeemingly mimicking the film s breakdown and at least metaphorically the dissolution of French society Rose Alley is divided into chapters centering on individual characters often shifting back and forth in the story s string of events resembling a film whose scenes were shot out of seuence with the intention of later splicing them together to run chronologically but which were finally left to run in a digressive fragmentary form At times we re offered meditations on the art of editing and what could be a glimpse into Davies s own predilectionsMale or female it is difficult to detect a consistent style in the cumulative work of any editor for after all the most he or she can possibly do is rearrange existing material and tell a story in the best possible wayThus it is in the slow accretion of details where the big picture of his novel comes together Rose Alley is what Northrop Frye would call an anatomy a work characterized by its fluid structure and nested stories and as Frye referring to Tristram Shandy wrote its digressing narrative the catalogues the stylizing of character along humor linesthe symposium discussions and the constant ridicule of philosophers and pedantic critics Davies however reserves his ridicule for sundry historical personages Debussy is a troglodyte Sir Lawrence Olivier is a fucker John Dryden is a talent certainly but his poems are a graveyard for academics John Wilmot is contemporary as a dirty limerick and Roman Polanski is rather outrageously described as performing anobscene Polish belly dance before the newsreel cameras gyrating right off the podium and into the air a whirligig of satanic energy before disappearing through the roof like a ghost vibrating so uickly now that his atoms and those of the ceiling passed each other like soap bubbles in a bathing beauty phantasmagoriaDavies s confident luxurious indelible and seemingly effortless style approaches the baroue ualities of John Barth and John Hawkes brimming with an effusive comicality and wide panoramic sweep resembling Salman Rushdie at his early excessive best and with its knowing digressions also falls somewhere between Alexander Theroux and William Gass Seemingly responding to one of his characters distrust of maps which inevitably show states stiff and static as jigsaw pieces rather than as arcs and orbits and educated guesses Davies skillfully maps the internecine terrain of the film s cast and crew while largely dispensing with an easy narratological cartography that is he replaces stiff and static plot devices with his characters ever shifting emotional arcs their duplicitous and conniving orbits and rather than giving cheap answers he offers a novel where no one resolution is conclusively drawn allowing readers to make their own educated guesses about what really happened It is a basic assumption of scholarship that certain units of information vibrate in harmony the narrator notes toward the end of Rose Alley And Davies s descriptive passages prove that the same may happen in fiction There are the powdery Pierrots who wept calligraphically There s the dead body Limbs like cracked broomsticks hair like straw the fingers dried and tight as belt leather and toes hard as ten thimbles her skin all over like airmail paper a macabre little manikin And thinking of Ephraim Bueno Eugenia Sleck Davies has Pynchon s panache for naming characters longed to see the ember of comprehension that fear would light in his cow dull eyes as she throttled him Davies repeatedly demonstrates a knowing command of the acoustical properties of sentencesSforza s stomach was flat and hairless but soft to touch with the feel of fatness His was an adolescent s slenderness retained to middle age threatening to swell if not well tended He ate a lot but not often and then only meat proud of his figure eager to show it and already three uarters beef and mutton or so Evelyn calculated privately Though Rose Alley comes in a brilliant pink for all of its ribaldry and salacious interludes it might as well have come in blue William Gass would certainly be proud In it are countless bawdy asides like Ephraim Bueno s painting of pornographic dummies Gilbert Beltham s violating from behind a schoolgirl bound hand and foot with thorny creepers and Raoul Foche is a fount of them Fucking Millicent was something like climbing a marble pillar long as the world much fortitude was reuired and you left frivolity behind with your clothes While Rose Alley is certainly erotically charged some of the characters have a kind of horror of the flesh There s Evelyn Nevers for whom pornographymade her think of vulval insect bites in tropical climes the various cancers and polyps like tusks or withered and innovative new appendages seen to have emanated from the skin around the scrotum or labia as though the body were seeking an alternate means to acuit itself of a burdensome responsibilityAnd there s Gilbert Beltham whose body was a machine for making disease and his almost grotesue reveries on his own impotence his surprise at somehow being aroused in spite of all of his repugnance There are long passages in the Beltham chapter worth uoting in full and reveling in as they showcase a digressive style informed as much by a winking erudition as it is by its ever roaming eye and ear for detail and a sense of humor oscillating from the utterly base to high comedyThe chapter on Myrna Krause is one of the funniest chapters in what is a very funny book We learn in a wonderfully absurd turn that Krause s parents both chronic stutterers learned to communicate with one another by whistling the choruses of popular tunes and that their infreuent efforts at intelligible speech were so gruesome and heartbreaking to behold with tongues like purple geese molting spittle and phlegm that simple uestions from one or both had at times occasioned debilitating traumas in those who received them Jeremy M Davies s Rose Alley is a film buff s no cosmopolitan s no epicurean s no literary aesthete s guide to late 60s Paris and it s a kind of loving homage to unfinished films their reverberations of nostalgia memory and obsession but it s also a novel where dizzying erudition is set in counterpoint with comic set pieces where robust language mediated by a penetrating understanding of character takes over every page there are even expansive extrapolations on etymologies There s a buoyancy to the style here and an easy abandonment of straightforward storytelling resulting in a beautiful prose object that is a story told in the best possible way This review originally appeared in The Brooklyn Rail