Truthfully, I don't know nearly enough about Yeats, Joyce, and Wilde's literature. Three times shortlisted for the Man Booker Prize, Tóibín lives in Dublin and New York. We may then apply our discretion under the user terms to amend or delete comments. What Tóibín has produced is not only a group portrait of three men who in their way were almost as brilliant as their sons, but also an illuminating meditation on the familial sources of artistic inspiration. Talking about a subject is one thing, but seeing their experiences through their own words was an added bonus. Waving from the railings of what might be his final ship, James is drawn back repeatedly to the tragic death of the father he barely knew. Toibin opens the book three separate essays describing the streets and buildings of Dublin.
Why would I even pick this up? Perhaps I thought that I would learn something interesting about Wilde, Yeats, and Joyce. They moved in the same circles but John viewed his son's growing fame with a mixture of jealousy, pride and the cold eye of the critic. It's quite readable, but at the same time confusing because Toibin seems to be writing under the assumption that everyone is as familiar as he is with the people, events and texts he refers to. Yeats and John Stanislaus Joyce. There are moments of brilliance, but some slow bits as well.
And in Dublin, a city where fantasy and history seem to blend seamlessly, life can be a tortured reality especially for these three sons of the city. Class heredity In the first essay, Tóibín draws illuminating connections between the public scandal over the allegations lodged against William Wilde by Mary Travers and the later trials of his son. If there is a fourth literary father here, it is Dublin. Whatever has the English milord to do with these turbulent, passionate Irish fathers? Dublin is a major character in this book, seething with bril I found this book utterly fascinating. I was particularly interested in Yeats and especially Wilde. These were easy to overlook, though, as the overall book was great.
Tóibín delves into the lineage of Oscar Wilde, James Joyce, and W. But it is a demanding book. Here, he departs from the statues and monuments of Ireland's literary giants to note the less obvious landmarks of the Wilde, Yeats, and Joyce families. You might expect that three great Irish writers, growing up in Dublin in the same era, might have some commonalities, some insight into genius or at least talent. When he retur Colm Toibin was born in Enniscorthy, Co. A truly fascinating read, and highly recommended to fans of Wilde, Joyce, and Yeats, and fans of engaging history.
These fathers and sons all lived mere streets apart from each other. Ele foi um pintor não falhado, mas cujo sucesso foi adiado ad vitam. Toibin examines the role played by the fathers of 3 of Ireland's greatest writers, James Joyce, W. Many of them exiled themselves from Dublin or remain exiled within it. These letters are now a valuable historical source, but John Yeats was neither a success on the level of William Wilde nor a clear source of artist inspiration like John Joyce, so the chapter wants for an identity.
I found this section fascinating as it really set the stage for what was to come. Beginning geographically, then in letters, paintings, finally literary analysis, Toibin draws lines first between these author's families and their work, then between each other and back to their country. And in Dublin, a city where fantasy and history seem to blend seamlessly, life can be a tortured reality especially for these three sons of the city. The first two Wilde and Yeats are fascinating biography sort of chapters. His work has been shortlisted for the Man Booker Prize three times, has won the Costa Novel Award and the Impac Award. Yeats a figura paterna mais interessante. As Colm Toibin guides you through Dublin in the opening pages of Mad, Bad and Dangerous to Know, every corner drips with ghostly presences.
His work has been translated into thirty languages. He sired three illegitimate children before meeting his wife and Oscar's mother, Jane Elgee - an eccentric of no small note herself who is rightfully given due consideration in these pages. Description: The award winning writer Colm Tóibín explores the complex relationships between three of Ireland's literary giants and their fathers From Oscar Wilde's polymath father who was a doctor specialising in diseases of the eye and ear; an amateur architect, as well as a statistician who was knighted for his work; to W. In Mad, Bad, Dangerous to Know, Colm Tóibín presents an illuminating, intimate study of Irish culture, history and literature told through the lives and works of Ireland's most famous sons, and the complicated, influential relationships they each maintained with their fathers. Toibin presents an evocative, engaging portrait not only of 'three prodigal fathers,' as he calls them, but of Dublin in the 19th and early 20th centuries.
So much of the way we are in life depends on how we are shown to be or taught to be in our families. By choosing to write about the fathers of three famous Irish writers, Colm Tóibín has planted himself on the sensible side of the line. He is the author of nine novels including The Master, Brooklyn, The Testament of Mary and Nora Webster. This is probably not going to mean so much to those unfamiliar with Wilde, Yeats and Joyce; however, for the established fans, this work offers an interesting 'behind-the-scenes' glimpse at their lives and influences. While John B was somewhat careless, John Stanislaus Joyce was a sleeveen. By his mid-twenties he was not only a medical doctor, but an archaeologist, and a recognized statistician. It seems to be written for someone who is more than just passingly familiar with the works of Wilde, Yeats, and Joyce.
I really was able to feel Colm Toibin's love for the Irish country, people, and art through this book. He is currently Leonard Milberg Lecturer in Irish Letters at Princeton University. Joyce had the most difficult father of the three, which makes his generosity the more impressive. It seems to be written for someone who is more than just passingly familiar with the works of Wilde, Yeats, and Joyce. The elder Yeats was trained in the law but aspired to art and followed his dream, albeit with little financial or artistic recognition. John Yeats trained in law, but escaped to art school in London, leaving his wife, Susan, and their children behind. Yeats' father a brilliant correspondent and impoverish artist who struggled to complete a painting; to John Stanislaus Joyce, a drinker and story-teller who was unwilling to provide for his family.