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Lädt ... Summer of Deliverance : A Memoir of Father and Sonvon Christopher Dickey
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Melde dich bei LibraryThing an um herauszufinden, ob du dieses Buch mögen würdest. Keine aktuelle Diskussion zu diesem Buch. 3187. Summer of Deliverance / A Memoir of Father and Son, by Christopher Dickey (read 25 Apr 1999) James Dickey was a horrible husband and father, and this book paints all the horribleness, as well as the good things about him. Alcohol and immorality are the evils which James Dickey succumbed to, and his son has written a stunning memoir. Zeige 2 von 2 keine Rezensionen | Rezension hinzufügen
Summer of Deliverance is a powerful and moving memoir of anger, love, and reconciliation between a son and his father. Hailed as a literary genius of his generation, James Dickey created his art and lived his life with a ferocious passion. He was a heavy drinker, a destructive husband and father, a poet of grace and sensitivity, and, after the publication and subsequent film of his novel, Deliverance, a wildly popular literary star. Drawing on letters, notebooks, diaries, and his explicit conversations with his father, Christopher Dickey has crafted a superb memoir of the corrosive effects of fame, a moving remembrance of a crisis that united a family, and an inspiring celebration of love between father and son. Keine Bibliotheksbeschreibungen gefunden. |
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"Dead, I am most surely living
In the minds of farm boys: I am he who drives
Them like wolves from the hound bitch and calf
And from the chaste ewe in the wind.
They go into woods into bean fields they go
Deep into their known right hands. Dreaming of me,
They groan they wait they suffer
Themselves, they marry, they raise their kind."
It is a chilling image, a more serious look perhaps at the same sexual compulsions that plagued poor tortured teenager Alex Portnoy. Another poem I remember is "Fog Envelops the Animals" with its images of a bow hunter stalking a deer in early morning fog. The poem's subject was revisited in a scene in Dickey's highly successful novel, DELIVERANCE.
For all of his writing life, James Dickey aimed at writing totally orginal virile, vigorous and "muscular" poetry and prose, and he seemed to succeed in poems like "Fog..." and certainly did in DELIVERANCE.
Christopher Dickey's memoir of the tortured relationship he endured with his famous father sucked me in from page one, when he said:
"My father was a great poet, a famous novelist, a powerful intellect, and a son of a bitch I hated ..."
Although I probably had not given much thought to James Dickey in decades, that line certainly got my atttention. And held it, as the son spun out his tale of a family destroyed by alcoholism, celebrity and various kinds of denial and madness.
James Dickey was certainly a literary genius, no mistake. But he was also a man who never learned to take responsibility for his actions - a rake, a hedonist and a hopeless alcoholic. Although he seemed to recognize he was the embodiment of the stereotypical "drunken poet" he couldn't - or wouldn't - break the cycle of self-destruction that also destroyed his family. His first wife died at fifty of complications from her own alcoholism, and Dickey quickly remarried, to a student of his who was a mentally unstable drug addict and became physically abusive to him. And a daughter (thirty years younger than Christopher) from this marriage was caught in the middle of this mess.
Christopher Dickey acknowledges that his father was a great poet and that Deliverance was a compelling novel, but he says that for years years he blamed the phenomenal success of the novel and its equally successful film version for the disintegration of their family, as James Dickey plunged ever deeper into the nightmare pit of being the "messiah-celebrity." He comments: "We were not my father's kind any more. But we all wanted to believe, still, that we could be."
Sadly, they apparently could not.
The book's title has a twofold signifcance. It refers to the summer the film version of Deliverance was being made, describing how James Dickey had to be be sent away, because he was creating a distraction to the actors and director. More importantly it refers to the last summer of James Dickey's life, when Christopher came home and spent a couple of months with his father, sorting through a garageful of the detritus of a literary life and finally connecting with his long-estranged father, divorced and dying, tethered to an oxygen machine. Perhaps the most moving part of the whole book comes during those days in a brief exchange between father and son -
"'Son.'
'Yes?'
'I do love you so much.'
And for me at that moment it was as if he'd never said it before. 'I love you too,' I said, and wanted to tell him, to show him, to know for sure that he knew how much. But that was all I could say. 'I love you too.'"
Reconciliation. Relief. Peace. Love. Words fail at moments like that. But Christopher Dickey got it right in that important moment. "I love you too." I wept when I read those words. Fathers and sons. Why is it so hard for them to say those words to each other?
Christopher Dickey is, by any definition, a success. A respected journalist and foreign correspondent for decades now, he has written other books. But I would wager that this one, SUMMER OF DELIVERANCE, will always be, in his heart, the most important . It starts out with hate and anger, but it ends in forgiveness, reconciliation, love. This is one hell of a book - a brave book. I was mesmerized, I was envious, I was ... Once again, words fail. If you love love books, if you love great writing, read this book. ( )