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Descripción editorial
¿De qué hablan las narraciones de Kafka? Después de haber recibido respuestas innumerables, la pregunta sigue suscitando un sentimiento de aguda incertidumbre. ¿Son sueños? ¿Son alegorías? ¿Son símbolos? ¿Son cosas que suceden día a día?
Las múltiples soluciones que se han ofrecido no consiguen eliminar la sospecha de que el misterio permanece intacto. Este libro no se propone disipar ese misterio sino dejar que surja «iluminado por su propia luz», como escribió una vez Karl Kraus. Por eso intenta mezclarse en el discurrir, en el tortuoso movimiento, en la fisiología de sus historias, encontrando por el camino las cuestiones más elementales. Como, por ejemplo: ¿quién es K.?
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Calasso's study is a milestone not just in the ever burgeoning literature about Kafka, but in literature itself. This remarkably elegant essay gains its intellectual authority from Calasso's tone: he's amazingly well read, without being a factotum of any particular discipline. Elias Canetti remarked that Kafka was, as a writer "so utterly himself" that the critic "must, even at the risk of seeming slavish, adhere as closely as possible to his own statements." Calasso follows this advice. Among the insights into The Castle that make the first four chapters a must for interested readers of that work is the way in which Calasso sees K. as a continuation of Josef K, the hero of Kafka's earlier The Trial. "The Castle," Calasso claims, "is Josef K's bardo" ("the intermediate state" in the Tibetan Book of the Dead). Calasso is so intimate with the texts, including the diaries, short stories and The Trial, that his voice sometimes emerges uncannily from the texts themselves, as though he were one of those mysterious exegetes that Kafka loved to put in his stories. Particularly astute is Calasso's observation that the image of the assimilated Jew runs through the novels like a great latent anxiety dream, leading outward, to Kafka's prophetic sense of the insecurity of the Jews in Central Europe, and inward, to the household of Kafka's father. Kafka has had marvelous interpreters in the past, including Walter Benjamin, Canetti and Maurice Blanchot. Without exaggeration, Calasso (Literature and the Gods) belongs in this elevated company.
