However there’s nothing sexy about incest. I mean just writing the word really makes me nauseated. Gilbert Adair’s book has an incestuous element in it and it just ruined my thoughts of
. Yet, his book
“The Dreamers” is definitely a lot better than Bertolucci’s movie version. Paris
I had a problem appreciating the book because of the incest thing. It’s really disgusting and it’s really morally disturbing. I’m sorry. I’m not one of those intellectuals who get an orgasmic bliss reading intellectual porn like this.
But if we get rid of the incest part it really is kind of… interesting.
Three young people- drunk with their own youthful passions and dreams, oblivious of what’s happening around them, real fools chasing after ideas and the spirit of their time.
Here comes 19-year-old Matthew who discovers a different face of
friendship with the audacious and intelligent twins- Théo and Isabelle. Their
whole world was the movies, and they revolve around Cinématheque Française.
They were living that phase in their life in one of the most intense moments of
Paris ’s history, 1968. Paris
At the beginning it all seemed any other friendship, but when he was invited to stay at their apartment, the situation changed into a torrid series of erotic games, fascinating adventures to their bodies and their psyche, and the discovery of an island of decadence, away from the perils and deceptive reality.
In decay and in glory, the three remained as one.
It seemed they would live on in such disarray and bliss until one day they heard the voice of the people and felt the spirit of that May 1968. All of a sudden, as if with one snap of a finger, they were freed from a hypnotic spell.
At that moment, they felt the challenge to measure up themselves to the tide of the times. Will they remain dreamers in their made-up fantasy land or will they join the faceless myriad of youth and dreamers who will turn the world upside-down to make their dream real?
The story is crude and powerful as it tries to breakthrough the walls of conventional morals and perspective. Conservatives are advised not to delve into this book. You will faint. I myself had to set aside my religious predisposition in order to comprehend the author’s point of view and finish reading the novel. The ending was touching and sad. Okay, I’ve said too much now!
“The Dreamers” let you experience that surreal bonding of friends in decay and in glory. I still say that the author was simply marvellous in taking any reader to explore the deep recesses of youth’s curiosity and insatiable desire to know, to learn, to experience and to understand, and rekindle the memory of the dreamer in us who, like Matthew, Theo, and Isabelle, once lived our lives in the movies, once explored the tumultuous sea of sex, love, and friendship, and once lived that youthful passion and desire at its most intense moment and at its best.