It’s time for Kafka. At last I got to Kafka’s ‘The Castle’. It is known among literature student that ‘modernism’ literature’s damn hard to read. Amnaj (my teacher…) with blinking and sparkling eyes (perhaps they’re blind too) said something (I didn’t listen all of it) to worship Kafka. So I assume that it’s somekindof a pride when a literature student can survive in the charybdis of modernism literature :-(  actually I do survive from modern poetry too but I found no pride in this. I hate modernist…surrealist whatever they categorized themselves.

The Castle is suck. It ends in mid-sentence. Excessively full of fragments. The stream (of consciousness) is not really stream. It proves in a sense that there is effect without cause in writing characters’ actions. If it is Tim Burton’s, you might say that he only sells fog, blood, black white red …Burton’s stuff I didn’t say that Burton’s bad ok? I used to like him.. a lot before he did Sweeney Todd cause it is nothing but calamity. Ok back to Kafka. right he sells nothing here but the human’s curiosity in the invincible authority. Things are just made dubious, ambiguous for the sake of mysterious enchantment, which I found none in it but merely get the feeling of it. I reject that this is something worth wasting your time.

Modernism is good actually. It was a breakthrough in every aspect of life in that time and I thank them for something. I like some of surrealist painters like Ernst, Dahli and Kahlo … I worship her. but paining is something different from literature though sometime they can inspire one another but still there’s a enormous difference between them. What I don’t like about people’s taste in surrealism era is their blindly admiration..obsession for something obscure, dreamlike etc. Compare to something in these days it might bekindof a phenomenon that most of people obsess for something trendy and high technology. I am not that kind okay? Steve Jobs isn’t my god though he’s almost a demi-god now.

When Frida went to Paris for her exhibition entitled somethinglike the surrealist painting, she wrote a letter to Muray told him that ‘They are so damn ‘intellectual’ and rotten that I can’t stand them anymore….I’d rather sit on the floor in the market of Toluca and sell tortillas, than have anything to do with those ‘artistic’ bitches of Paris.’ (she meant Andre Breton and his flock) but guess what. Kahlo wouldn’t be this famous if she didn’t follow Breton to Paris! so I guess I have to thank Breton for being a great maketing officer for her.

briefly. Kafka’s suck.

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Viva Frida!!!!!!!!!!!