Richard Bachman – Rage Audiobook

Richard Bachman – Rage Audiobook

Richard Bachman – Rage Audiobook

After several readings from “professional” authors having left me with mixed feelings to say the least, I return to an “amateur” author who has hardly ever disappointed me, and once again, I can see how much of a “amateur” or a “professional” doesn’t mean much in the writing world, as long as you know how to find the right “amateurs”.

The last work I read by Soulier was his second collection of short stories, which, although very good, I had found a little below the first, and I remember that I had concluded that it had gone around certain excesses, that he did not need that to be excellent, and that it was time to move on (which was already done with “galleries”, moreover, that j had read before when it was later). Richard Bachman – Rage Audiobook .

I am very happy to see that he persevered in this direction, even if it is far from me to think that it is because he would have followed my advice, let’s be modest.

Because yes, Shoe without trash, Shoe without scatophilia, Shoe without pornography, it is not only excellent, but it is even better than with.

I read here and there that to fully appreciate this opus, you really have to be able to spot the repeated winks and homages to Stephen King. I confess that I am not Kingphile, and yet I took a crazy step. I put on the thing at high speed, leaving it only for the daily obligations. The character of Richard Bachman holds the top of the bill, and it is understandable why he fascinates his fans as much as he arouses the love and respect of those close to him. Far from the abject and capricious asshole customary of show biz, he keeps simplicity, pride (well placed) and looseness that he uses for flights of cynicism, black humor and self-deprecation which immediately win the adhesion, even admiration.

If one day I was afflicted with this crap of ALS, aka Charcot’s disease, – fate preserves me – I would like to die with so much panache.

In Episode 2, Richard Bachman regressed as an 8-year-old, but retaining all of his knowledge and experiences from his previous 67-year life, and, taking time to save his mother, he does not hesitate to shout it almost from the rooftops, which leads us to some funny scenes with this unusual kid.

The character of the grandfather is once again excellent, and Soulier definitely thrives in the grandpa cake a little dented by life, which makes me think that I have Epilogue in my PAL which tells the tribulations of an old man in EHPAD , and that I’ll have to read it … The relationship between Bachman and his grandfather is sometimes reminiscent of that between the two protagonists of Transastral ZX08, or from a cinematographic point of view, that between Dennis Quaid and Jim Caviezel in Forbidden Frequency, where it is precisely a question of a radio link between a father and his son, with a generation apart, and the son saves the father by telling him that he is going to die of lung cancer because of of the cigarette.

The author’s not-so-old brain, however, must shelter the soul of an ancestor so that he can play the old hands with as much authenticity.

Well, I guessed pretty quickly who the real murderer was, but in real life, we don’t care. Not only is it very well told as usual, but the interweaving between continuum 2 and 3 is very well done technically.

In episode 3, the extra ball makes our friend Bachman drool. The more he makes efforts to relive his past and correct the hitches, the more he moves away from it, and the hitches make it a point of honor to occur anyway, fuck! (Yes, Richard Bachman swears as Jacques-René Hébert did in Père Duchesne.)

Where we gradually discover that continuum 3 is the world we know, while until now the author has skilfully suggested that it was about continuum 2. Thus, we get to know the real Stephen King from afar, who reaped the laurels in place of Richard Bachman.

What I did not join is when he kills, or at least knowingly causes the accidental death of his cousin, however stupid he may be. The character maintains his temperament and his values ​​from one continuum to another and it is difficult to see how he could do that. At least he should be horrified, and not take it with some pride.

Magnificent symbolic image as that of the old man incarnating in his own child’s body, and thus killing the child who was in him. One should never kill the child who is in oneself, it is well known, and therefore, one understands that all this can only end badly …

Everything being relative, the fourth and last episode is the one that me. was the least convinced.

There are several reasons for this. First, I started to get lost in the temporal continuums, especially when Bachman reincarnates twice in the same … There may be a logical explanation, I didn’t look for it, I I was still too absorbed and in too much of a hurry to know the end.

Then, because of the multiplication of references to the work of Stephen King, and for good reason, since we find ourselves in a world which is a mixture of the universes developed in his books … However, I have already said it , I am not Kingphile.

I admit being a little disappointed by the end which for me has become nebulous: I did not understand why he cannot commit suicide, given his situation and his weariness, I did not understand why he does not kill Subrahman outright, the most logical end when he is convinced of his monstrosity. I did not subscribe to this “quantico-timeless” end, I am perhaps too Cartesian and pragmatic for that. Richard Bachman – Rage Audiobook .

Despite these reservations, the whole flows like a mountain torrent, moreover I want proof that I whistled the whole thing in 48 hours, which is more between December 31 and January 2. The message of this novel is universal: it talks about fate, it talks about mourning, it talks about childhood. And he was able to approach in an original way a subject that has been rebutted a thousand times by fashionable writers: the writer, precisely. The writer and his demons.

Soulier is once again showing his talent and his mastery, and I really like the new direction his work is taking, without renouncing any of his style in spite of everything. Something less trash, less outrageous. Free from a surplus of roughness, his books are however far from being more academic or more fast food. On the contrary, they only become more powerful.