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A haunting tale of human resilience in the face of unrelieved horror, Camus' novel about a bubonic plague ravaging the people of a North African coastal town is a classic of twentieth-century literature.Amazon.com Review
The Nobel prize-winning Albert Camus, who died in 1960, couldnot have known how grimly current his existentialist novel of epidemicand death would remain. Set in Algeria, in northern Africa, ThePlague is a powerful study of human life and its meaning in theface of a deadly virus that sweeps dispassionately through the city,taking a vast percentage of the population with it. ... Read more

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Simultaneous dehumanization and collective identity
"The Plague" by Albert Camus tells the tale of an Algerian city struck by the bubonic plague.Over time the city devolves and hope gives way to despair.Camus uses an impartial narrator to tell the story of many different characters who all react differently to the plague.

Like Camus' nonfictional work he consistently asks interesting questions with no apparent answers.When the doctor, Rieux, is asked why he helps the city even though his work increases his chance of death he cannot readily give an answer.According to Rieux the reason is because it is his job.As the plague lingers the doctor develops a stronger bond with the people."The Plague" has many interesting characters and is an enticing book but Camus typically leaves the question of "why" a character acts unresolved.

Like the works of Kafka "The Plague" is open to different interpretations.Most likely it is an allegory about French resistance to Nazi occupation with the underlying assumption of Absurdism.This creates a compelling novel but a weak philosophical discourse.

Infectious
Set in the Algerian town of Oran, 'The Plague' is superficially an account of an infectious outbreak within the city and of the subsequent response of the townspeople as they each accept the reality of the plague in their own way. The setting and conditions then parallel other 'plagues' of the author's time (and ours, of course) - from abstractions such as ideology, to manifest afflictions such as the fascist occupation of France during World War II.However, because of the amoral and faceless nature of this particular sickness, Camus is able to strip his narrative of useless recriminations and distractions, and instead portray in a rather clinical way the town's response.These reactions vary wildly, yet Camus makes little in the way of value judgments.Although there are characters who, to my mind, act courageously and are self-sacrificing, the author refuses to acknowledge them as heroes, and in the same way stops short of calling those who have taken advantage of the situation for personal gain villains.But Camus is not so detached as to render his story emotionless - instead, it reads as much as I would expect it to, with the narrator sounding exhausted after his ordeal, and realizing that the labels we may feel are handy shortcuts to describe reality before experiencing an extreme trial are generally useless to us once we've emerged onto the other side.

This is, I think, Camus greatest accomplishment within this novel - or at least, the aspect that resonated deepest with me.I thought Camus' ability to condense these thoughts into a coherent narrative was particularly mesmerizing.So much so that it overshadows the importance of any literary flaws I felt it had - there are definitely worthy criticisms of 'The Plague' - they were just not sufficient to detract from the primary themes.

The plague that visits the town may be effective as a way of illustrating the arbitrariness of life (or its absurdity), and also act as an uncannily apt allegory for the Nazi occupation of Paris, yet I marveled most over Camus' ability to overcome the temptation of writers (and societies) to romanticize grave events like the one in this novel.To often, for the sake of entertainment, or because of previously held beliefs, stories of hardship often have a manipulative emotional appeal, as if the author is trying to rally me into a certain way of thinking by overemphasizing the 'good' and the 'bad' aspects.No writer can completely escape himself enough to achieve pure objectivity, and Camus doesn't either - there are plenty of ideas here he is trying to put across.But he escapes blatant contrivances, and examines human behavior under extreme circumstances, arriving at conclusions I assume he developed while actually experiencing similar conditions - as a member of the resistance during World War II.In this way, the exhausted truths that the main character, Dr. Rieux, comes to terms with by the end of the plague feel verified.

One of the central questions Camus deals with in the novel is the obligation of people in such circumstances in the absence of any higher law - whether that is a supernatural law or an abstraction created by man.Without a 'right' or 'wrong', why continue to fight against the disease, the plague - in the face of life's ultimate absurdity, why struggle?Readers will have to determine for themselves if Camus answers this question to their satisfaction - much like the ideas I found within 'The Stranger', there are many of his conclusions that I have trouble reconciling.But unlike his previous book, the 'truths' Camus has tried to present in 'The Plague' sound less like a man who is trying to convince himself as well as his audience, and more like someone who has quietly listed his observations and left the rest to the reader.

I think it is unfortunate that 'The Stranger' receives more notoriety than 'The Plague', but it probably has much to do with the pacing, and Camus' tendency in his second novel to sound rather dry and clinical.I think there is a purpose behind that style, or at least it seemed to dovetail quite well with his objectives, but for someone reading simply for the story, I have a feeling they would think it drags.I also felt as if Camus made a special effort in the narrative to hold up dogmatic religion as useless.This is the only section of the book where I thought Camus failed - not so much because I agree or disagree, but because I felt as though he was simply too obvious.These points subtract little from the book's overall effectiveness though.After 'The Stranger', I was nearly convinced I'd read all of Camus that was necessary for me - what a shame it would have been to stop there!I found 'The Plague' extremely thought-provoking, and very influential at this time of my life - and one of the handful of post-war novels I've read that I feel I'd have been poorer for missing.Hats off!

Detached and clinical
This book has no emotion, depth or human insight. It reads like a clinical analysis. Boring and disappointing as was the Stranger.

From solitude to solidarity
When I first read THE PLAGUE 35-40 years ago, I sure did miss a lot.Now, re-reading it as part of my ongoing survey of Camus's writings, I conclude that it is a great novel - one that by itself would justify the award of the Nobel Prize to its author.A rich and multi-faceted work, it is difficult to characterize, in part because, as noted by Margaret Gray, it oscillates "between event and abstraction, literal and figurative meaning, chronicle and allegory."

The surface tale is of an epidemic of the plague (first bubonic, then also pneumonic) in the Algerian city of Oran in the early 1940's.It dealt horrific deaths to thousands; it brought about the quarantine of the city and the isolation of its residents from the rest of humanity; it deprived the beleaguered inhabitants of hope and a future and gradually enveloped their lives with an oppressive existential miasma.But led by a few resolute souls some of the inhabitants banded together and fought back, not with expectations of eventual victory, but because it was the only decent, the only logical, thing to do.

THE PLAGUE was published in 1947, and the obvious "real-world" analog to the fictional pestilence of Oran was the Nazi occupation of France of 1941-1945.But it would be a mistake to think of THE PLAGUE simply as some sort of allegory of the Nazi Occupation.For Camus, "the plague" is not an isolated phenomenon.It is an existential condition that is ever-recurring, even ever-present.Near the end of the novel, an old man, commenting on the epidemic, says, "But what does that mean--`plague'?Just life, no more than that."Earlier in the novel, two of its "heroes" (although both would disavow the term) - Dr. Bernard Rieux and Jean Tarrou (who both can readily be seen as alter egos of Camus himself) - are having a philosophical discussion about what to do in a world without God, a world "shaped by death". Tarrou observes to the physician Rieux, who doggedly is working around the clock to tend to plague victims, "your victories will never be lasting."(Rieux responds, "Yes, I know that.But it's no reason for giving up the struggle." Arguably, that is the moral of the novel.)

At bottom, THE PLAGUE is a philosophical novel.I personally am finding Camus's philosophy much more comprehensible, and acceptable, as expressed in a literary fashion in his novels than as articulated in his more overtly philosophical non-fiction essays or works, such as "The Myth of Sisyphus" or "The Rebel".(This brings to mind the observation - by whom, I forget - to the effect that Sartre had a much greater aptitude for formal philosophy than for literature, whereas with Camus the opposite was true.)In addition to the overarching discussion of pestilence as a metaphor for the human condition, there also are numerous philosophical side-bars.One of the most impassioned and effective has to do with the death penalty; Camus is unequivocally opposed - just two years after he had argued publicly for execution of the worst of the collaborators.Another is this extract:

"On the whole, men are more good than bad; that, however, isn't the real point.But they are more or less ignorant, and it is this that we call vice or virtue; the most incorrigible vice being that of an ignorance that fancies it knows everything and therefore claims for itself the right to kill.The soul of the murderer is blind; and there can be no true goodness nor true love without the utmost clear-sightedness."

I have minor quibbles with the novel.Especially in contrast to "The Stranger" (published in 1942), which was a work of rare economy and concision, THE PLAGUE is rather expansive, at times even wordy (or windy).I am inclined to think that Camus was a tad pretentious in dividing the work into five parts, emulating or evoking the five acts of classical tragedy.And as a matter of personal philosophical outlook, I disagree with Camus when he implies that life itself is an oppression or pestilence.But those quibbles really are nit-picks.

A final word of advice:For those who have never read THE PLAGUE, or have not read it in quite a while, I strongly urge first reading "The Stranger" (which can be done in just a few hours).Both novels raise the dilemma of how man goes on in the modern post-Nietzschean world without God.In "The Stranger", the solution is found within the individual, in the context of solitude.In THE PLAGUE -- five years later and after Camus's involvement with the Resistance - the solution is found through interpersonal involvement and love, in the context of human solidarity.Camus himself, in a letter to Roland Barthes, characterized the evolution between the two novels as one from solitude to solidarity.

Good moments throughout.
I wasn't blown away by The Plague.The characters were well developed and the story was overall interesting.The book sometimes lost my interest making it difficult to read.I would have to put the book down at times to be able to continue reading through it. Camus likes to use the same types of symbols and themes in all his novels, making it somewhat difficult for someone who is just reading one of his books to understand what everything means without looking into it.I did enjoy Dr. Rieux as a main character, his perspective on things made the novel very interesting.

While I thought that the story was interesting at times, other times it got quite boring and was difficult to read.This book could do a better job of telling more interesting tales within the city of Oran while still getting the overall message across.That is why this book received three stars out of five instead of receiving more. ... Read more

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Introduction by Peter Dunwoody; Translation by Matthew WardAmazon.com Review
The Stranger is not merely one of the most widely read novels of the20th century, but one of the books likely to outlive it. Written in 1946,Camus's compelling and troubling tale of a disaffected, apparently amoralyoung man has earned a durable popularity (and remains a staple of U.S.high school literature courses) in part because it reveals so vividly theanxieties of its time. Alienation, the fear of anonymity, spiritualdoubt--all could have been given a purely modern inflection in the hands ofa lesser talent than Camus, who won the Nobel Prize in 1957 and was notedfor his existentialist aesthetic. The remarkable trick of TheStranger, however, is that it's not mired in period philosophy.

The plot is simple. A young Algerian, Meursault, afflicted with a sort ofaimless inertia, becomes embroiled in the petty intrigues of a local pimpand, somewhat inexplicably, ends up killing a man. Once he's imprisoned andeventually brought to trial, his crime, it becomes apparent, is not so much the arguably defensible murder he has committed as it is his deficient character. The trial's proceedings are absurd, a parsing of incidentaltrivialities--that Meursault, for instance, seemed unmoved by his own mother's death andthen attended a comic movie the evening after her funeral are twoostensibly damning facts--so that the eventual sentence the jury issues isboth ridiculous and inevitable.

Meursault remains a cipher nearly to the story's end--dispassionate, clinical,disengaged from his own emotions. "She wanted to know if I loved her," hesays of his girlfriend. "I answered the same way I had the last time, thatit didn't mean anything but that I probably didn't." There's a latentominousness in such observations, a sense that devotion is nothing morethan self-delusion. It's undoubtedly true that Meursault exhibits anextreme of resignation; however, his confrontation with "the gentleindifference of the world" remains as compelling as it was when Camus firstrecounted it. --Ben Guterson ... Read more

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a well-ordered little masterpiece
This little novella is peculiar, singular, and bordering on genius.The way the prose moves and develops form the spare, stripped down sentences in part 1 to the deeper and more expressive language later on, mirroring the development of the story, is just perfect.There is no wasted motion, no excess, just a finely constructed creation that works on all levels.

I also found it sad and disturbing.Camus is probing pretty much the darkest places human beings can go.But it's great nonetheless.The only thing I had trouble with is believing that a person like Meursault could exist.An enigma for sure.

Perfect condition
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falling bolders
this is a book i haven't read and probably won't but, currently,i am reading The Plague.

i admit to having a preference for primary sources rather than books about books.

A first person look into the mind of a sociopath
On the surface 'The Stranger' is the story of Meursault, who after attending his mother's funeral embarks on a series of events that ultimately lead to murder.

The genius of this book is the first person narrative, offering a 'personal diary' of the character, a man struggling with a disconnect from society. He encounters people and situations that should inspire feelings in him but he recognizes they do not. Much like Nabokov's Humbert in 'Lolita,' the madman begins to convince his reader that he deserves sympathy, only to demonstrate to you yet again why he does not.

At 117 pages it may be tempting to devour this book in one sitting, but I think it is well worth the time to comb these pages meticulously. The psychological depth of Camus' work truly lends itself to patience.

I would strongly recommend this literary classic.You might also check out Arthur Koestler's 'Darkness at Noon,' a lesser known novel of a former revolutionary leader caught up in Stalin's purges. Its insights into the mind of a condemned man are also astounding.

To stay, or to make a move--it came to much the same.

I first read The Stranger (Albert Camus: L'Étranger) in French Literature class in school. I recently re-read it in English, specifically the first (and it would appear from much feedback, the best) English translation, by Stuart Gilbert (The Stranger). The quotations I have chosen below, and for the title above, are from that edition. This is a fairly important point; see Postscript at bottom.

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"Mother died today. Or, maybe, yesterday; I can't be sure."
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I found myself appreciating the book--for that matter, even Meursault's viewpoint on the world--much more now than I did as a teenager. Perhaps one needs a few years' worth of frustration (at bosses, and government, even traffic!) to get in the proper mood. Camus succeeds at asking, even in translated form, classic existentialist questions such as What are we doing with our lives? and Does anything really matter? The book could have easily been titled, "L'Ennui."

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"I learned that even after a single day's experience of the outside world a man could easily live a hundred years in prison."
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At just 150 pages, The Stranger moves along quickly. You could finish this in one evening's sitting, but the unease it leaves you with would last much longer. I recommend this short course in the Absurd, especially if you read it once (and moved on promptly) when you were young.

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"I decided that if ever I got out of jail, I'd attend every execution that took place."
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Not an uplifting book, this. Still glad to have rediscovered it. We'll see how I feel in another twenty years! On my way out to view the guillotine, let me add that I never realized how closely Seinfeld's Finale was based on the trial in Part Two here.

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"Is my client on trial for having buried his mother, or for killing a man?"
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Postscript: Amazon has combined the product listings so everything is listed together regardless of translation. Know that there are three English versions: Stuart Gilbert's classic from 1946, Joseph Laredo's little-known effort from the early 80s, and Matthew Ward's more recent Americanized version. Be careful and purchase the one you want.

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Lost In The Fog
At one point in "The Fall" we join our narrator and his companion as they float along Amsterdam's Zuider Zee. We are assured the boat is going at top speed, though with surroundings blotted out by dimness and fog, it's hard to tell.

"We are steaming along without any landmark; we can't gauge our speed," the narrator says. "We are making progress and yet nothing is changing. It's not navigation but dreaming."

It's the best summary I can offer for the experience of reading this Albert Camus novel, first published in 1956. It's a novel in the same way Plato's Allegory of the Cave can be called a short story. Consisting of one person talking over a period of days about his life in general and a sense of cosmic disconnectedness, "The Fall" is largely free of incident the same way the narrator's Zuider Zee lacks perceptible landmarks. Camus's bold approach is helped immensely by the narrative voice of wry confidence Camus affects. Yet some readers, like me, will be left feeling adrift.

There are really only two characters in the book, with me (or you) the reader apparently being one. The other, who identifies himself as Jean-Baptiste Clamence (later we learn he originally went by another name he never reveals), is a sly, effusive fellow who supplies the whole narrative in what amounts to a transcript of sorts recorded over a five-day period. Jean-Baptiste has some secrets he wants to reveal, in his own roundabout way, connected to a philosophy of general bleakness fueled by guilt-induced self-loathing he feels has universal application.

"A liking for truth at any cost is a passion that spares nothing and that nothing resists," Camus writes in Clamence's voice. "It's a vice, at times a comfort, or a selfishness. Therefore, if you are in that situation, don't hesitate: promise to tell the truth and then lie as best you can. You will satisfy their hidden desire and doubly prove your affection."

Aphoristic ideas like this run thick and fast throughout the book. It's a short read, and the chapters do build up as Clamence unpeels his inner onion bit by bit, yet the overall effect is less immersive than diverting. Like "The Stranger", another Camus novel of greater reputation, "The Fall" has a distinctive voice that pulls you in, yet "The Stranger" is grounded by a real story, and a protagonist you felt you knew. Not knowing very much about Clamence seems the point of "The Fall" as much as anything else.

Camus is described as an existentialist by some, and indeed a sense of eternal aloneness permeates "The Fall". But Camus seems bleaker here than any existentialist. If Jean-Paul Sartre famously claimed "hell is other people", "The Fall" more than suggests hell is just you alone, too. At the same time, there's a strong Christian subtext running through the narrative. The narrator speaks of the Christ story in particular with evident tenderness that seem to belie his claims of unbelief. He speaks of his sense of guilt as tied into the Christian concept of original sin, and in one bracing anecdote, suggests Christ Himself partook of this pain despite Scriptural claims to the contrary.

Camus is never boring here, just hard to grab onto. I think this was intentional on his part, but it doesn't make him easier to read. "The Fall" is for readers with an open mind, though without a clear plot or point, it's hard to recommend. I think Camus might have said the same of life.

Good, Not Great; Bad, Not Terrible
A remarkable achievement!Never has there been, never will there ever be again a narrator so abstruse, so annoying.A remarkable achievement!Never will there be another character a reader can empathize with better than "you"; like "you," you return every time Jean-Baptise asks, willing to receive more verbal lashings.Ah.Why so sour?Is three stars not a decent score?It is, sure it is.The reason, though, I gave such a high score has nothing to do with content and everything to do with structure.The technical skill this book displays is an enviable literary feat.I cannot say more about it, though, for fear of revealing something.But there is so much to analyze, too much to analyze.It is the problem with THE FALL.More on this in a few sentences, monsieur.

No, this is not a narrative--a story--it is an essay masked as one.Beautiful, disarming descriptions and statements lie in nearly every page of this book, but never does drama make an appearance.Never is there a sustained tension that keeps us invested.The ideas, the ideas are important, not the characters.Fine, an intellectual novel.But a good one?I would argue it isn't, THE FALL.Too many times were ideas, even exact phrases, repeated.For such a short length, this work, it does it too often.Of course, that is not bad in itself; it may even significantly add to the theme in some works.But not in this one.Much of the novel feels as if additional words were added only to make it all more confounding.

What it does say, it says brilliantly--again, an enviable literary feat.But how depressing and unsolvable the problem it poses!Humans to me, ladies and gentlemen, are not what they are to Jean-Baptise.For the many pages he had to convince me of my supposed role, he did not do an adequate job.Since there is only a semblance of plot, the size of the book does not feel justified.It is a mental exercise for sure, however.To anybody interested in exploring dark ideas, THE FALL is good, not great.For those in need of a story, THE FALL is bad, not terrible.

"God is not needed to create guilt or to punish.Our fellow men suffice, aided by ourselves."
Written in 1955-56, THE FALL is the last of Albert Camus's three finished novels.To me, it is the least satisfying.To the extent that I can get a purchase on the novel (which, at 147 pages, might be thought to be a novella), it is cheerless and cynical.

THE FALL is presented in the form of a monologue by a middle-aged Frenchman and former lawyer, Jean-Baptiste Clamence, who has exiled himself to drab and dreary Amsterdam.He holds court in a seedy sailors' bar in a red-light district.At the beginning of the novel, he buttonholes an anonymous patron of the bar who happens also to be French.The entire novel consists of Clamence's side of a very one-sided conversation that extends over six episodes.(One wonders why the anonymous interlocutor keeps coming back for more.)At first, Clamence tends to portray himself in a relatively favorable light, but as the novel progresses the boasting turns to self-condemnation and the monologue becomes an extended confession of cowardice, shamming, and selfishness.Moreover, it appears that Clamence does not see himself to be appreciably worse (more self-centered and amoral) than the vast majority of contemporary Europeans.

As told by Clamence, the central event of his life was a night in Paris as he walked to his home on the Left Bank by way of the Pont Royal.On the bridge he passed a slim young woman leaning over the railing and staring at the river.About fifty yards beyond, he heard the sound of a body striking the water and then cries, drifting downstream.He paused, but in the end did nothing, not even inform the police.A few years later, on another evening as he again walked up the quays of the Left Bank, he heard behind him, as if from the river, a "good, hearty, almost friendly laugh".That was the first of many instances where Clamence found himself pursued by a mocking yet good-natured laugh, so many that it becomes a theme of the novel.

On one level, the novel can be understood as a very personal confession of Albert Camus.In 1954, Camus's wife Francine twice attempted suicide.When, in early 1956, Camus showed Francine parts of the book, she told him, "You're always pleading the causes of all sorts of people, but do you ever hear the screams of people who are trying to reach you?"Clamence ignored the screams of the suicide and Camus knew that he had selfishly turned away from the cries for help from his wife . . . and probably others as well.Clamence is suave and charming and sexually promiscuous with women; so was Camus.(Indeed, Camus's inveterate philandering likely was the prime cause underlying Francine's suicide attempts.)There are several other notable correspondences between Clamence and Camus.To be sure, there are some biographical discrepancies too.Still, I sense it is Camus as much as Clamence who says, near the end of the novel, "Ah, mon cher, we are odd, wretched creatures, and if we merely look back over our lives, there's no lack of occasions to amaze and horrify ourselves."

Nonetheless, Camus undoubtedly was trying to do more with THE FALL than publish a moderately veiled self-denunciation.There are numerous religious elements:the novel's title, Clamence's given name ("Jean-Baptiste"), a stolen panel from a Van Eyck altarpiece popularly called "The Just Judges" which Clamence keeps in his bedroom, the sobriquet "the pope" that Clamence was given in WWII when interred in a prison camp, and many more.I frankly don't know what to make of them, especially since Camus was a steadfast atheist.There are also numerous allusions to other works of Western literature (for example, Dante's "Inferno") as well as what appear to be several allusions to "The Stranger".Again, I have no theories about what Camus was up to.And speaking of other authors, THE FALL reminds me of some of the works of Joseph Roth, though I doubt that Camus was familiar with any of Roth's writing.

I do agree with a statement on the back cover of my old Vintage paperback (priced at $1.65) that at least one of the novel's messages is that "no man is innocent and no man may therefore judge others from a standpoint of righteousness."Beyond that and the personal confession, I found the novel ambiguous and mildly disorienting.Perhaps my biggest problem with it is that I was unable to identify with, or feel much empathy for, Jean-Baptiste Clamence.He is more alien to my sensibilities than, say, Dostoevsky's Raskolnikov.Hard pressed though I am to explain why, THE FALL leaves me rather indifferent.Three-and-a-half stars.

Ingenious Breast Beating and Philosophical Grandstanding
THE FALL is a three-part monologue by Jean-Baptiste Clamence, a retired lawyer and self-described judge-penitent. In the monologue's first part, Clamence is a narcissist wittily extolling his benevolence and generosity. In its second, he is consumed with self-hatred. In the third, Clamence examines his fall--that is, his shift from smug self-satisfaction to self-loathing. Why, he wants to tell us, did this transformation occur?

One night in Paris, the narcissistic Clamence is returning home after an evening with his mistress. As he crosses Pont Royal, he notices a young woman dressed in black leaning over the bridge. Hurrying on his way, Clamence walks only a short distance before he hears the sound of somebody jumping into the river. He pauses but does nothing. His self-loathing begins.

What point is Camus making? Clamence, a successful bourgeois gentleman, has failed to make good use his freedom--that is, to put himself at risk and perform an obvious and necessary good deed. This suggests that his benevolence is mere narcissism, not evidence of moral commitment to the good. In his breast-beating, he observes: "I didn't know that freedom is not a reward or a decoration that is celebrated with champagne. Nor yet a gift, a box of dainties designed to make you lick your chops. O, no! It's a chore, on the contrary, and a long-distance race, quite solitary and very exhausting."

While Camus certainly meant for this failure to act to have broad application, Clamence does live in the former Jewish quarter of Amsterdam... "or what was called so until our Hitlerian brethren spaced it a bit. What a clean-up! Seventy-five thousand Jews deported or assassinated..."

How successful is THE FALL? In the last year, I've read both THE STRANGER and THE PLAGUE. THE STRANGER, IMHO, is a brilliant and sometimes lyrical examination of what Camus deemed the absurd. Similarly, THE PLAGUE, while reading long, examines how people respond to unmitigated evil.

But THE FALL?For the most part, Clamence is either lauding his benevolence or beating his breast over his despicable nature. And while I could follow Clamence in his narcissistic phase, his period of self-flagellation seemed over the top. Then, the brilliant Camus follows the ironic and conflicted mind of his narrator into too many dark corners, simply because he can. But while his writing and philosophical deliberations in this phase may be logical, they don't create a real character, even if you're talking bipolar.

Certainly, Camus does tie everything together in the last few pages of THE FALL, where he writes about freedom and the absurd. But his themes don't seem to emerge naturally from this work, as does, say, the issue of evil, which rises with inexorable dominating menace in THE PLAGUE. And in that work, the many characters seem very real while helping Camus explore a rich philosophical issue. But THE FALL?There's too much crazy brilliance. It scatters the focus and buries his themes.

Still... recommended.

Falling from Grace
The twist that the title implies is almost clever enough alone to make this book worth reading.Albert Camus's unique perpective seems to make the reader feel as though he were sitting at the sailors' bar with the main character as he tells the story.While the actual fall is predictable, the image of reality is still biting.

Our narrator seems to be the model citzen as he is charitable with time and money.He is more than willing to lend a guiding hand to a person with blindness crossing the street.But as the story develops, the facade crumbles.While not a criminal, the narrator's character is revealed to be less than flawless.In fact, apparent altruism gives way to the purest acts of selflessness disguised by self-deception.As the flaws of the human character are revisited, the theme of falling recurs to sense of finality to the story.

It is difficult to chose a favorite from the work of Camus.Though the writing in "The Fall" may be more refined as it comes later in his progression of work, it lacks some of the charm of his other famous works.In its own right, this is a lterary accomplishment. ... Read more

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If there is meaning here, a lot of prerequisites are required...
...as they used to say when signing up for a college course. Reading this book was a slog, ten pages at a time, and the one saving grace is that I did not have to write a paper thereafter, carefully attuned to the professor's outlook, in which I proclaimed the transformational insights obtained from the assignment.

Albert Camus was an Algerian of French extraction; author of numerous solid novels including The Stranger (Everyman's Library) and The Plague, The Fall, Exile and the Kingdom, and Selected Essays (Everyman's Library); he played a prominent role in the French resistance during the Nazi occupation; was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1957; and like many `pieds-noirs,' expressed and lived a life of ambivalence towards the natives, Arabs and Berbers, of Algeria.He died "early," in a car wreck, traveling along France's "mother road," the N6, the route from Paris to Provence. His untimely death has deprived us of the reflections, and possible revisions and clarifications that come with age, both on this book, as well as his relationship with his native land. While innovative and challenging at the time, many of the basic principals of his existentialist outlook have become widely accepted. Indeed, life might be "absurd", without an overall enclosed framework, and / or a relationship with God, but it is still worth living, both for the experiences obtained as well as the value of the struggle against the more unjust aspect of life. He opens the book by saying that the only true philosophical problem is the one of suicide, and he comes out against it; but he never addresses the issue of whether or not it is OK once the body wears out.

My problem with the book is not the core idea, but how it was expressed: the opacity of expression; the arcane allusions that simply do not convey unambiguous meaning, and the contradictory assertions. A few examples: "Through the Dostoevskian experiences of the condemned man, the exacerbated adventures of the Nietzchean mind, Hamlet's imprecations, or the bitter aristocracy of an Ibsen, he tracks down, illuminates, and magnifies the human revolt against the irremediable" (p 25).Quick, anyone who knows exactly what that means, raise their hand, and add a comment. Of course, the meaning of just this one sentence could be spun into a doctoral thesis of conjectures.Or, "...the act of eluding because it is both less and more than diversion in the Pascalian sense" (p 8). Lawdy, what would poor Blasé think about that?"The absurd creator does not prize his work. He could repudiate it. He does sometimes repudiate it. An Abyssinia suffices for this, as in the case of Rimbaud" (p 98). Did Rimbaud actually not prize his work? Did he go to Abyssinia to repudiate it? Or, "It is futile to be amazed by the apparent paradox that leads thought to its own negation by the opposite paths of humiliated reason and triumphal reason." What?! Or again, "The mind's first step is to distinguish what is true from what is false. However, as soon as thought reflects on itself, what it first discovers is a contradiction" (p 16).

At some level, you might suspect that Camus is "pulling our chain," just to see if we'll keep going along. "The novel has its logic, its reasoning, its intuition, and its postulates. It also has its requirements of clarity" (p 100). (Hum!, what about clarity in an essay as well?) And then a confession? "Let me repeat. None of all this has any real meaning" (p 117).

Camus ends with a small chapter that is actually focused on the myth of Sisyphus. That myth has always resonated with me, having worked in large bureaucratic organizations. I'd use it sardonically... are we really getting anywhere after all this effort? In reality, we actually did get somewhere, just much slower, and with much more friction than was necessary. In the first paragraph to this section, Camus says: "They (the gods) had thought with some reason that there is no more dreadful punishment than futile and hopeless labor." Stunningly, Camus concludes his thoughts with: "The struggle itself towards the heights is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy." Why, one asks? Shouldn't the struggle remain, against meaningless work? Shouldn't Sisyphus be seeking some other solution that blind acceptance to this horrible fate?

All things being equal, which they never are, I would have decided on a 3-star rating, with the rationale: Was it him, was it me? Maybe I just didn't get it. I had hoped for some salvation for my efforts in the short stores at the end, but was further disappointed. In "The Minotaur or The Stop in Oran," Camus discusses Algeria's "second city," and its relationship to Algiers, and primarily uses the mechanism of a boxing match. Oran was also the site of his book, The Plague, The Fall, Exile and the Kingdom, and Selected Essays (Everyman's Library). One of the most anomalous and under-reported events of the entire Second World War occurred in the Oran bay that Camus waxed lyrical about: the sinking of the French fleet, with the attendant deaths of almost 1300 French sailors, by the British navy, in 1940. Surely the story could have been re-worked, or this event should have merited a story unto itself by the most famous `pied-noir,' but there is nary a peep. A major opportunity lost.

But it is the story "The Summer in Algiers" that I found most disturbing. Alexis de Tocqueville is best known for his classic study of America, Democracy in America (Penguin Classics). He is less well-known for his support of the most brutal, racist and unjust colonial policies in Algeria. T.E. Lawrence is often cast as a romantic hero of World War I, but his writings too contain blatant racist assertions about the "Semitic people," which of course includes both Jews and Arabs.Camus on numerous occasions expressed empathy for the Algerian natives, but it was often framed in terms of condensation. This one story is filled with such. For example: "And this really depicts the childlike people of this region" (p 147). "I am well aware that such a race cannot be accepted by all. Here intelligence has no place as in Italy. This race is indifferent to the mind"(p 150). And further on, on the same page: "Yet here is a race without past, without tradition..." "This race, wholly cast into its present, lives without myths, without solace." Could it be from the uprooting of French colonial policies that de Tocqueville and others advocated? CouldIsabelle Eberhardt orJules Roy have written such sentences?

Can there be some explanation for the above quotes? It is hard to imagine, but I'd welcome the comments. Until then, 2-stars.

Is it philosphy?or literature?Whichever, it is dated . . . yet worthwhile.
One of my reading projects for 2010 is to read all of the major works, in order of publication, of Albert Camus, as well as two or three biographical works and some secondary commentary.THE MYTH OF SISYPHUS almost stymied me near the very beginning of my trek."Le Mythe de Sisyphe" was first published in 1942, just a few months after the publication of "L'Etranger".The two works established Camus, a French Algerian of humble background and modest education, as a French intellectual of the first order.

I enjoyed re-reading "The Stranger".But reading SISYPHUS proved to be work, almost Sisyphean in nature.I tackled it and re-tackled it; I puzzled over it; and I came close to setting it aside, forever.When in college I majored in philosophy, and I have read in unedited form the major works of such philosophers as Kant, Husserl, and Wittgenstein.With each, I had to work at it, but eventually I understood (I think) much of it.But I no longer am as patient.Life itself is more important than the understanding - which, ironically, turns out to approximate the core of Camus's thought.

But to get close to the core of SISYPHUS I needed help, which came in the form of a 14-page essay by David Carroll, "Rethinking the Absurd: Le Mythe de Sisyphe", contained in "The Cambridge Companion to Camus".Carroll re-inforced what I had experienced in my initial effort to read SISYPHUS:"Le Mythe de Sisyphe may be the most historically dated of Albert Camus's major texts, the work * * * that might appear to have aged the least well and have the least to say to modern-day readers." Actually, I don't think SISYPHUS, properly understood, has little to say to modern-day readers, but it does take a very circuitous and difficult route to making its point(s).And its message is complicated by its vocabulary, which might seem straightforward, but ultimately Camus's use of words such as (as translated) "absurd" and "nostalgia" is rather opaque.To be frank:Camus's mind and way of expressing his thoughts are not those of a (non-French) philosopher.

I will risk the dreaded "spoiler" -- not that I expect many who read this review will actually read the book and find the experience spoiled.In SISYPHUS, Camus not only renounces belief systems - whether religious, political, or philosophical - but he also renounces suicide, which he sees as "repudiation" or surrender.Instead, the meaning of life is to be found in the doing, in defiance of the conditions of life.It is Sisyphus, ceaselessly struggling to push the rock uphill and then, once the forces of gravity overwhelm and the rock rolls back to the bottom of the valley, cheerfully going back to renew his effort.More broadly, it is living life to the fullest."For if there is a sin against life, it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life as in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life."Camus's epigraph to the book, from Pindar, is apt:"O my soul, do not aspire to immortal life, but exhaust the limits of the possible."

Along the way there are a number of notable aphorisms.For example:

*"[F]or a man who does not cheat, what he believes to be true must determine his action."

*"There is no fate that cannot be surmounted by scorn."

*"The whole art of Kafka consists in forcing the reader to reread."

Finally, a personal note:The volume I read I bought in paperback around 1967 for $1.25.A large number of pages bore my ink underlinings and annotations from about forty years ago.(I no longer deface books in pen - just pencil. I believe that change in practice betokens, more than anything else, less confidence and certitude in my marginalia.)I was unable to recognize much about the person who first annotated the volume, although I would now say that he certainly was impressionable.

I have nagging doubts that SISYPHUS does not truly merit four stars, but while writing this review I have had an excellent bottle of wine and I am feeling generous.

hard to follow
I loved the Stranger and the Fall, and so I bought this book. However, it is hard to follow and does not have good organization (arguments, conclusions, ...).

An Insight into the Mind of the Atheist
Atheism, Randomness, and Nihilism:
When one finds himself in this world that we live, he asks what is it for? Why did it arise? What is the reasoning/meaning behind it? For the atheist who begins from a position of illogicality, namely that there is no God, then has the choice of continuing in the path of illogicality or he can choose to be logically consistent after his initial fallacy. If they choose the path of logic after the initial fallacy they arrive ultimately to the question; why does anything occur? They reply; out of nothing but randomness => A mere absurd chance event. There is no reason for the world to be as it is, it just turned out randomly to be so; it could have out of chance been otherwise. The very act of giving rise to this world was itself random, nothing but some freak meaningless event.

From this position the consistent atheistic thinker then reaches a point that ultimately life has no meaning as such, and therefore ultimately absurd and valueless. There arises a question for him: is this absurd and meaningless life worth living? Or is suicide a more `sane' option, i.e. is suicide more inline with atheistic thought? Hence Albert Camus - the Myth of Sisyphus => "there is only one truly serious philosophical problem and that is suicide".

So ultimately the atheistic becomes a radical pessimist, and even a nihilist, with no belief in any absolute truth or reality and therefore morality - he eventually becomes a Machiavellian (that is if he is a consistent thinker). He has no belief in ultimate meaning, unless he finds meaning in "meaninglessness", and in the "absurdity of existence." Whereas the Monotheist finds ultimate meaning and value in all things, the atheist finds meaninglessness and absurdity in all things.

However this is for the consistent atheistic thinker, it appears that most atheists are not consistent in their thinking. Such atheistic thinkers accept the initial illogicality; that of atheism itself, but then as they did from the beginning continue their path of illogicality and inconsistency. These thinkers instead of concluding the necessary conclusion which atheism inevitably brings (that of ultimate randomness and therefore the belief that if the world has any rationality then it is irrationally rational) bring inconstancy into their thinking by accepting such things as hope, meaning and purpose into their lives. These characteristics, which are ultimately theistic characteristics, can only be achieve by the atheist by inconsistency of logic and ultimately by self-deception.

It appears that this book by Albert Camus is insightful in bringing to light the thinking and mentality of a somewhat "consistent atheistic" thinker. In this sense (and perhaps only in this sense) this book deserves to be read.

3 stars.

On Camus' The Myth of Sisyphus
The book's primary focus is The Myth of Sisyphus, Camus' explanation on his philosophy of the absurd--which begins with a meditation on Suicide, namely with the concept that, if the universe is devoid of order or meaning, is Life worth living?In this, he openly acknowledges many of his predecessors and contemporaries who have similarly faced this question.But, instead of taking the claim that meaningless life is not worth living, Camus responds with a unique take on the entire subject, by merely positing a way out of the despair by means of reaffirmation of the value of personal existence, through a life lived with dignity and authenticity.Truly an eye-opening and idealistic work, with many ideas that an open mind would find akin to the sweetest of treats. ... Read more

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"Playing the game"
In his Introduction to the first American edition of THE STRANGER (1955), Albert Camus summarized his novel in one sentence: "In our society, anybody who does not cry at his mother's funeral, risks to be sentenced to death".*) After publication in 1942 in France, the novel achieved notoriety and a kind of cult status for several generations of Camus readers, and was inspiration for philosophers and writers.Re-reading the novel now, forty years since first delving into Camus' writing, I find it as deeply affecting and thought provoking as then. With the hindsight of close to seventy years since it was written, THE STRANGER is not only a self-portrait of an "outsider", who appears to be drifting through life without aim or emotional depth.It is also a harsh critique of a society, reflected in the justice system, that is rigid and controlling and, by extension, overly judgemental towards anybody who is not "playing the game" or respecting "the mechanisms of society". Finally, it is also important to keep in mind that the novel was conceived during the devastating war in which Camus, although not in military service, was a politically highly active participant.

The novel opens with "Today, Maman is dead. Or maybe she died yesterday, I don't know". Meursault, the son and narrator of the story, travels to the nursing home for his mother's wake and funeral the next day. In short, simple sentences he describes the bare facts, the people he meets. Feelings? None, apparently. He doesn't even recall his mother's age.He returns home, meets a former colleague of his and embarks on an affair with her. Life returns to its habitual banality until he is approached by a neighbour for assistance with writing a letter.From then on events move towards a confrontation that leaves Meursault accused of a crime and leads to trial that, for him, takes place "outside of himself" but that, at the same time, brings him towards deeper reflection and new understanding of himself and the system that judges him.

Set in Algiers, the locale is of little importance, except for the vital role that desert sun, ocean and beach play in the protagonist's life. In its first part, the narrative appears at times superficial and naive and Meursault presents himself as an uninvolved and carefree young man who lives day by day. Nevertheless, the deeper underlying moral and existential questions that come to the fore in the second part may need this slow and detailed build-up developed in the first.

In the above mentioned introduction, Camus explained his book's underlying concern that he described to have been at odds with the perception of the readers of the day. Mersault was an "outsider" in the society where he lived who, at a more profound level, was condemned not for what he did, but for "speaking the truth". Was he judged for his criminal act or for the challenge challenge to society he embodied?In fact, during the court proceedings it emerges quickly that his lifestyle and behaviour was on trial.Meursault'scommentary and his effort to make sense of what he hears during the trial reads today more like a farce, despite its sombre description of the circumstances. At one point the defence counsel, in obvious frustration, shouts: "Here, this is the image of this trial. All is true and nothing is true!". The ultimate confusion is created when when he imitates and, unintentionally, caricaturizes his client in front of the jury. " My fate was being settled without anybody asking my opinion", Meursault concludes. His trial spins into a direction that has no longer anything to do with him.

What, in the end has made Meursault a "stranger"? In his musings, he states that he cannot express emotions toward others as they do. Yet, when asked whether he loves his mother, his repeated answer is: "yes, like everybody else". When accused of the crime, the expression of culpability and regret is alien to him and he states so truthfully: he does not feel guilt, only "ennui".What made him act out his crime? "The sun". Mersault is not an insensitive person, however, he does not have the "psyche of a criminal" as the prosecutor argues forcefully. Any emotions are indirectly expressed through a related physical activity: attraction to his girlfriend, assistance to his "buddy", his work ethics, caring for his neighbour. He is most explicit when describing his emotions when outside: walking along the beach with the desert sun burning his face, the hot sand under his bare feet, or when dipping into the refreshing ocean waves. The intensity of light of the desert sun is also playing games with his mind: distorting reality and blurring his vision. In his prison cell he seeks the sun... Meursault describes such sensations on that fateful day on the beach: "Sweat runs down my eyebrows and further down into the eyelids[...] My eyes were blinded behind a curtain of tears and salt [...]Everything starts to flicker..."Anybody who has enjoyed traveling in a desert, exposed to the elements will relate, at a minimum, to these sensations.

It may be stating the obvious that the way we experience and find expression for our emotions, how we define relationships or life's purpose are deeply personal. Some readers will relate to Meursault, others will find him as "strange" as his judge and jury did.Whatever tendency we lean towards, THE STRANGER is worth a thorough reflection and re-assessment.[Friederike Knabe]

*) Having read the novel in French, all quotes are my translation.

Self-possession or Anomie?
I read this masterpiece in French, but would not insult the crystalline clarity of Camus' prose by attempting a review in the same tongue. Indeed, a review of such a classic is pointless; all that is possible is a personal reaction.

I found myself held in horrified fascination as Meursault sleepwalks through the burial of his mother, his job in Algiers, his girlfriend's embraces, and his neighbor's scheme to teach his own mistress a lesson, all under the heat of the desert sun. Even had I not known in advance, I could feel that something bad was about to happen, and it was almost a relief when it did. At least then there would be time to seek some meaning in such a barren life.

The meaning comes in the penultimate paragraph when Meursault rails at the priest who visits him in his condemned cell. In a long diatribe, filled with a passion that had been missing in the book so far, the young man proclaims that, compared to the uncertainties of religion, he at least has lived in the surety that the life he has lived from moment to moment has been his and his alone, and that the one validating certainty is the death that comes to us all. Dark though it may be, this comes across as a triumphant cry of self-possession. Camus has written that Meursault is the man who can only tell the truth, who has never mastered the little lies that the rest of us use daily to simplify our social lives. Unwilling to play the game, he remains the outsider, the Stranger. The last word in the book is "haine" -- the hatred he expects from those come to watch his execution; Meursault wears it as a medal of honor.

All the way through my reading, I felt my intellectual responses kicking in. The simple style of short declarative sentences, which I gather Camus based on American writers like Hemingway, also seemed to presage the obsessive detail of the nouveau roman. The succession of almost-random events looks forward to the theatre of the absurd. The many similarities to JMG Le Clézio's first novel, LE PROCÈS VERBAL, only underlined the fact that while the later author is full of emotion, Camus describes even love-making in a manner bleached of all emotive content.

But all this was a smokescreen to hide my sense of being there with Meursault and hating being there. I somehow missed reading Camus when my college friends were doing so in the late 1950s, so I am astonished to see how totally he captures the spirit of that time that was not even his own. Or perhaps it is a young man's thing, this living for the moment, making choices on a whim, and above all this inability to feel emotion. At any rate, I was there then, and Camus makes me live it all again. At the time, however, it was not self-possession but anomie. It sent me to mental hospital, but also made possible a long search for deeper meaning in how I lived. Camus' terrible masterpiece takes me right back, but at least now I can watch with the knowledge that death is NOT all there is to life.

Fully refunded
The edition I received was different from the one I ordered, but the company fully refunded me.

"Mieux vaut régner en enfer que servir au paradis"
Je trouve les histoires de Camus, à première vue, très semblables à celles de Kafka, bien que moins fantastiques: il s'agit d'habitude des personnages entourés de et assiégés par un monde étrange et hostile. Mais, après de la considération, une différence importante s'éclaircit de plus en plus.

Chez Kafka, un homme qui ne comprend guère ce qui se passe est détruit par les circonstances complètement bizarres et déraisonnables. Donc, Gregor Samsa se réveille un jour et découvre qu'il a le corps d'un insecte énorme. Évidemment, on ne peut surmonter une telle horreur, et nous n'osons condamner les gens qu'elle repousse, même sa famille. Plus nous nous rendons compte qu'il n'y a rien à faire pour Gregor, plus nous avons pitié de ceux autour de lui et que nous sommes forcément soulagés par sa mort. Sans doute, Kafka voulait que Gregor devînt une victime absolue, et quand le lecteur lui-même l'abandonne, c'est bien accompli.

Mais ce qui distingue une écriture de Camus telle que l'Étranger, c'est l'existence du choix. Aussitôt que l'on reconnaît l'existence du choix, il n'y a rien de plus important parce que le choix donne de la signification à la souffrance. C'est pourquoi Camus décrit Meursault dans l'Avant-propos comme étant une figure de 'Christ:' celui-ci a choisi sa douleur et, par conséquent, a changé le monde entier, en contraste avec Gregor Samsa, qui n'a pas d'occasion de choisir et dont la douleur ne signifie rien. Mais je crois que Meursault resemble moins à Christ qu'à Satan dans le Paradis Perdu: alors que Christ sert la volonté d'un autre, celle de Dieu, son adversaire est fidèle seulement à lui-même, à ce qui lui semble raisonnable d'un moment à l'autre. C'est la même fidélité qui guide Meursault. Tous les deux prennent leurs décisions et, sans s'excuser et sans se plaindre, veulent bien accepter leurs destins. À cause de cela, ils ne sont pas des victimes; au contraire, ils sont des héros.*

Donc, quelque étranger que lui soit l'ordre réligieux souverain de Milton, il reste chez Camus quelque chose de noble, même de moral qui ne se trouve pas dans l'univers de Kafka, où tout est simplement absurde. Parmi ces trois auteurs, qui vous plaira le plus dépend de comment vous voyez le monde vous-même.

*Milton croyait bien sûr que l'idée classique du héroïsme était inconciliable avec l'humilité chrétienne, et ainsi serait bien appropriée au séducteur de l'homme. Aujourd'hui, beaucoup de lecteurs le trouvent toujours attirant.

Not Camus' Best
The language in this short novel is simple and engaging, and probably the best (if not only) reason to read this book, particularly for students of french such as myself.

Unfortunately the story is very contrived and unconvincing, despite Camus' apparent attempts to ground it in a believable, ordinary world. The problem (as I see it) is that Mersault is easily Camus' least interesting protagonist, and the entire story is told in first person from his perspective. Mersault feels nothing and thinks nothing throughout the narrative, so that the narration gives the reader an intimate view of... nothing. Admittedly, previous and subsequent authors have dealt quite thoroughly with the thoughts and feelings of human characters in somewhat analogous situations to that of Mersault. Perhaps Camus was consciously treading new ground by placing his protagonist in what would be trying and difficult situations if only he cared about anything, but he doesn't, so they aren't.

There is plenty of good Camus out there, particularly his short stories and plays, but this is not it. ... Read more

Product Description
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From one of the most brilliant and influential thinkers of the twentieth century–two novels, six short stories, and a pair of essays in a single volume. In both his essays and his fiction, Albert Camus (1913—1960) de-ployed his lyric eloquence in defense against despair, providing an affirmation of the brave assertion of humanity in the face of a universe devoid of order or meaning.

The Plague–written in 1947 and still profoundly relevant–is a riveting tale of horror, survival, and resilience in the face of a devastating epidemic. The Fall (1956), which takes the form of an astonishing confession by a French lawyer in a seedy Amsterdam bar, is a haunting parable of modern conscience in the face of evil. The six stories of Exile and the Kingdom (1957) represent Camus at the height of his narrative powers, masterfully depicting his characters–from a renegade missionary to an adulterous wife –at decisive moments of revelation. Set beside their fictional counterparts, Camus’s famous essays “The Myth of Sisyphus” and “Reflections on the Guillotine” are all the more powerful and philosophically daring, confirming his towering place in twentieth-century thought. ... Read more

Customer Reviews (5)

Great Value
I have not read all the stories yet but speaking in general about the book you can't go wrong, you get all that content in a very nicely bound hardcover book for about 5 or 6 dollars more than one story.

Great collection, a must have!
Great value!It's a heavy read, but everyone should read Camus at least once in their lives. :)

Moving, Thought-Provoking, and Genius
I had read Camus's "The Stranger" and was taken aback by the wonderful understanding he had of the human mind. I needed to read more, and in this handsome book was a great feast for the mind. It is not meant to be read all at once, I found it helpful to read another book inbetween the full-length novels within the collection.
There has been no singular work that has moved me as much as the "The Plague, The Fall, Exile and the Kingdom, and Selected Essays", it goes beyond existentialism and his philosophy. It delves into the very mind, that which makes us human. The stories are not lost through their translation from French, the characters are the people you see in the streets, but they are put under the eye of a profound intellectual. It is more than worth the price, and the time spent reading the words is time well spent. His contribution to modern philosophy and existentialism is unchallenged, but he is also an amazing author and voice. The Plague may be the highlight of the book, but one will not lose enthusiasm reading that which follows.

The Ultimate Albert Camus Anthology
If you're a fan of existentialism or just great literature then this is the book for you.Just by buying this set you're already saving money and the hardcover makes it great for book shelf eye candy.If you want to read what each section is about then just read the next review but if you're reading this, take into consideration that Camus wasn't awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature for nothing.He was deeply involved in the struggles for Algerian freedom and you can tell from his novels that he is consciensly involved with the questions of the absurd and the freedom of man in a messed up world.These books and essays will make you think and start to ask yourself questions.

Love, Exile, and Suffering Illuminated by Life around Death
What is the meaning of life? For many, that question is an abstraction except in the context of being aware of losing some of the joys of life, or life itself. In The Plague, Camus creates a timeless tale of humans caught in the jaws of implacable death, in this case a huge outbreak of bubonic plague in Oran, Algeria on the north African coast. With the possibility of dying so close, each character comes to see his or her life differently. In a sense, we each get a glimpse of what we, too, may think about life in the last hours and days before our own deaths. The Plague will leave you with a sense of death as real rather than as an abstraction. Then by reflecting in the mirror of that death, you can see life more clearly.

For example, what role would you take if bubonic plague were to be unleashed in your community? Would you flee? Would you help relieve the suffering? Would you become a profiteer? Would you help maintain order? Would you withdraw or seek out others? These are all important questions for helping you understand yourself that this powerful novel will raise for you.

The book is described as objectively as possible by a narrator, who is one of the key figures in the drama. That literary device allows each of us to insert ourselves into the situation.

Let me explain the main themes. Love is expressed in many ways. There is the love of men and women for each other. Dr. Rieux's wife is ill, and has just left for treatment at a sanitarium. Rambert, a journalist on temporary assignment, is separated from his live-in girl friend in Paris. Dr. Rieux's mother comes to stay with him during his mother's absence, so there is also love of parent and child. The magistrate also loses his son to the plague after a desperate battle. Separations occur because of the quarantine on Oran, which causes love to be tested. What is love without the other person being present? The characters find that their memories soon become abstractions. But they reach out to establish new love with each other. Tarrou, who is also caught in Oran, decides or organize a volunteer corps to help with the sick and dead. Rambert decides to stay in Oran to help after having arranged to escape the quarantine. The survivors find succor in increasing closeness with each other. Rieux and Tarrou become close, almost like brothers. Even Rieux's patients become people with whom he develops an emotional bond, even though the waves of death become an abstraction as he can do little to avert them. The priest figure also helps to explore the notion of love for God and God's love for us. The exile theme is reinforced by the quarantine. People cannot leave Oran. The disease itself causes that exile to become worse. If someone in your household becomes ill, each well person has to be quarantined. So you may be living in a tent in the soccer stadium wondering what is happening to the rest of your family. Cottard is a criminal who is on the run from the authorities. He is in despair as the plague begins, and tries to kill himself. The distractions of the plague keep the authorities from troubling him, so the period of the plague is an exile from his criminal past.

Suffering is easy to explain. Bubonic plague came in two forms in the book. Both brought painful and rapid death, with few reprieves. There is high fever, painful swelling or difficulty in breathing, and enormous pain. Those who tend the suffering also suffer, from the enormous workloads, the sense of futility, and the fear that they, too, will be next.

Camus does a nice job of pointing out that these themes also recur in everyday life. We just don't see them very clearly. The people in Oran live in an ugly city that deliberately built itself away from the beauty of the ocean on a sun-scorched plateau plagued by winds. They take little time to enjoy each other or the ocean, because they are caught up with making money. Commerce is their passion. So they cut themselves off from love, in an exile of spirit, which causes them to shrivel and suffer emotionally even before the plague comes. Tarrou also describes is own sense of the plague in everyday life when he discovers that his father is a prosecuting attorney who helps bring criminals to the justice of a firing squad. Even that faint connection of not trying to stop the legal killing causes Tarrou to feel like he carries the plague within him.

The book is masterful in its use of metaphor. In the beginning, dying rats and small animals presage the plague attacking humans. At the end, their return presages the return of normal life to Oran. The scenes alternate between illuminating the main themes in the context of the physical plague and the emotional plague. Religion is used as a bridge between the two, raising the fundamental question about what God's purpose is in unleashing the plague. The priest is fully tested in his love of God through this development, which is one of the most moving parts of the book.

I have read the book both in French and in English, and found this translation to be a perfectly appropriate one. There are few nuances that you will miss by reading this in English. Obviously, if you read French well, you should read the book in its original form.

This book is an excellent example of why Albert Camus was named a Nobel Laureate in Literature.

After you read this great novel, I encourage you to consider the subject of complacency. That's the author's ultimate target. Where are you complacent in ways that cost you love, closeness with others, and happiness? What else is complacency costing you? How can you help others learn to overcome complacency in loving, happy ways without the spectre of death to help you? ... Read more

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In his first novel, A Happy Death, written when he was in his early twenties and retrieved from his private papers following his death in I960, Albert Camus laid the foundation for The Stranger, focusing in both works on an Algerian clerk who kills a man in cold blood. But he also revealed himself to an extent that he never would in his later fiction. For if A Happy Death is the study of a rule-bound being shattering the fetters of his existence, it is also a remarkably candid portrait of its author as a young man.

As the novel follows the protagonist, Patrice Mersault, to his victim's house -- and then, fleeing, in a journey that takes him through stages of exile, hedonism, privation, and death -it gives us a glimpse into the imagination of one of the great writers of the twentieth century. For here is the young Camus himself, in love with the sea and sun, enraptured by women yet disdainful of romantic love, and already formulating the philosophy of action and moral responsibility that would make him central to the thought of our time.

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Beautiful , flawed absurdity.
It's been written about "A Happy Death" that Camus' unpublished first novel was brilliantly written, and terrible organized. It's hard to deny that the novel may have some structure problems, but it's hard to care when it's written so beautifully.

Philosophically, it hints at topics Camus would explore later (exile, suicide, rebellion and of course, the absurd). Even young Camus had a way with words, and although like the existentialist of his time he had a way of telling dark and depressing tales, he manages to write with an emphasis on the simple pleasures of life. Whether he's describing the act of bathing in the sun or savoring food items he has a way of making the reader want to live and experience life, for better or worse, to the fullest.

"A Happy Death", in a literary sense, doesn't even come close to the heights of The Stranger (with which it bares many similarities) or The Plague (my personal favorite) but one really can't complain about a novel capable of reaffirming how beautiful (yet absurd) life can be.

Better than The Stranger
More honest and less streamlined than The Stranger, this story will connect with the reader if his/her life has reached the point where small things have become both beautiful and final.I enjoyed it when I was 23, but was unprepared for how much I would love it even more at 37.

It takes time to live,like any work of art,life needs to be thought about.
A Happy Death is Camus' first attempt at The Outsider,its the chrysalis and matrix of the later book. In it Patrice Mersault thinks in terms of Time Lost and Time Gained with money rather than madeleines to effect that transition.There is a murder,planned rather than spontaneous,to come upon the happiness he seeks,whose vehicle is the will to happiness. As in The Outsider,there are two parts:the life before and a life after, where a happy life leads to a happy death in a world that is absurd.In Part 1 of both novels we get a good idea of Camus' early life in the working class area of Belcourt as a shipping clerk.

I think that the writing in Happy Death is less organised than in The Outsider,but it is livier and fresher and seems more autobiographical and depicts a lot more of Camus' lived life.It sets out its stool,has an agenda:how to get happiness? Get money to buy the time that can cultivate happiness.Because it's more of a willed performance, the structure is more improvised and awkward and deliberate but you don't get the excisions of The Outsider, where the information surrounding the characters has been stripped away and it becomes mysterious and portentous.The character of Mersault seems more human in A Happy Death, and we don't get the darkness of 'the arabs' or 'killing an arab' which makes Camus' position closer to the French colonists.In A Happy Death, isn't he more of the working class l'homme moyen sensuel, hedonistic, believable,still able to murder,but the murder has a lighter tone to it and has a purpose,possibly aided by the victim,Roland Zagreus.

This book,published after his death in 1972 is hardly ever spoken of.The book deserves to be better known. Incidently, there is a gain in impersonality in The Outsider and the reason given for the murder is the heat of the sun,the glint of the sun on the blade etc. I think Camus is consciously taking the character,Meursault,into the realms of myth and away from human psychology.The man appears colder than Patrice, towards women,love, marriage,his mother's death, as if he's become an instrument of the gods.Although Camus(I don't think)doesn't ever mention Proust in his writing,he utlizes Time Lost and Time Gained.However he has no `time' for the involuntary memory which Proust uses to access lost time.

In both novels Mersault is in revolt against society's norms and commits a murder a la Raskolinkov in both. However, Patrice gets away with the murder and is able to realize his desires.Meursault(The Outsider) dies for the truth to his feelings, which challenge bourgeois hypocrisy,shown in the court scenes in Part 2. Where The Outsider depicts the fate society metes out to an honest individual, A Happy Death asks what it truly means to be alive.It maybe Camus' Stephen Hero, which was the book Joyce set aside to write The Portrait ot the Artist as a Young Man. In both writer's later books there is an increase in the mythology and martyrdom of the lone individual.The Outsider is more contentious in its treatment of the Moors who are not mentioned in A Happy Death.Zagreus(from Greek mythology torn apart by the Titans) could be the Christ figure, whereas in The Outsider,Meursault becomes "the only Christ we deserve"(Camus).Then,the name Patrice is dropped,just as Jesus just became known as 'Christ'. Mersault becomes Meursault.A Happy Death is interesting to read if you know The Outsider and shows the transition Camus went through from budding writer,full of untested ideas,to the fully mature,experienced novelist sloughing off trivia and likeability,to become the hardened artist.

very good
Camus first book, though published after his death and without his consent, is a lens into the mind of the young author. Great imagery, strong philosophy, and a good mystery feel, leaves the reader fulfilled through out the novel. A MUST for those taking on the philosophy of Camus.

Purpose Imposes Meaning
Those who come to A HAPPY DEATH after THE STRANGER tend to note the similarities in plot and theme that relegate they believe the former to the latter as a juvenile attempt--not bad maybe, but not the real thing either. Such a judgment is overhasty. The Mersault of A HAPPY DEATH may or may not be the Mersault of THE STRANGER. Both live in Algiers and both wander aimlesslessly in life, seeking a philosophical underpinning.Both kill a man, and both suffer for it.But such a facile comparison omits a great deal that suggests when Camus took up the pen again a decade later, he has more in mind than a handy earlier book from which he could self-[...].

The Mersault of A HAPPY DEATH has a first name, Patrice, who is poor and seeks a way to battle a losing effort with time that his poverty proves a hindrance. He finds a rich cripple and kills him, and steals his money, which he uses to work out the details, however bizarre, of a philosophy that involve his finding happiness. The other Mersault seeks happiness too, but with him he already is "happy" in the sense that he knows his place in the universe, which he sees as a disordered self-contained field of entropy from which he concludes that nothing makes sense and everything is meaningless. This Mersault does not need to steal money to reach a higher state. Patrice Mersault seeks to elevate himself to reach a higher state that he feels money is the key and murder is the means. His later counterpart would find it amusing that his namesake would bother to look outside himself for anything. Patrice, could he but jump into HIS counterpart's book, would feel, not amusement, but rage at someone who has no purpose in life except to keep doing what he is doing.Both Mersaults share some surface traits, but in the final analysis, they are no more than two distinct individuals who share a name and a few piddling details of their surface lives.And perhaps this is what caused Camus to take up the pen with his twin Mersaults: to show his readers that the universe cannot mean more than what you put into it or what you don't. ... Read more

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Through the story of an ordinary man unwittingly drawn into a senseless murder on an Algerian beach, Camus explored what he termed "the nakedness of man faced with the absurd." First published in 1946; now in a new translation by Matthew Ward. ... Read more

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Many of the earliest books, particularly those dating back to the 1900s and before, are now extremely scarce and increasingly expensive. Hesperides Press are republishing these classic works in affordable, high quality, modern editions, using the original text and artwork. ... Read more

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"Maman died today."
At the beginning of the novel Meursault the main character - who lives in Algiers - gets a message from the home where his mother reside that she passed away. Meursault doesn't show any feeling at all. And during the voyage to that home, the wake and the funeral, and the voyage back home, it's as if his mother never existed or that she's a perfect stranger to him. He spends not a single thought about her.

It's a novel about the absurd and the meaningless but also about the indifference of an individual who lives alone, doesn't have any real friends, who knows no happiness and no grief, who really doesn't care about anything or anyone. Though he has a kind of sympathy for a few people he knows, it doesn't mean much because he's a stranger about social life. But he doesn't care about himself either and this is maybe the strangest thing in this novel. He refused an important promotion at his work. It made no difference once again.

When on a hot sunday afternoon he walks with a friend along the beach, two Arabs are walking toward them in a hostile manner. Meursault shoots one of them. "I don't know why I did it, it had no importance at all".
From now on his life will take dramatic changes...

At the margins
The Stranger

Camus begins the story with Meursault, the narrator, stating: "Mother died today." It is a terrific opening line; a great line to get the reader's attention.

The plot is simple. Meursault, the main character who is also the narrator, is a Frenchman living in French Algiers. He attends his mother's funeral but he does not exhibit grief over the death of his mother. His actions and behavior show that he seemed unaffected by his mother's death, which of course was very disturbing to me as the reader. He carries on with his life as though nothing had happened. He narrates the uninteresting events in his daily life culminating in his senseless murder of an Arab man. The book is divided into Part One (before the murder) and Part Two (after the murder). Part One ends with a description of the murder, which to me, was the climax of the story. Part Two narrates the trial. Meursalt is condemned to die by guillotine.

After reading the novel, the interest, at least for me, is not so much the details of the plot but the personality of Meursault, the literary devices used by Camus to dramatize highpoints or turning points in the story, and of course Camus' philosophy that the world and society are essentially absurd and indifferent; life is meaningless; the randomness of violence and death. We are like ships tossed about in a stormy sea. Society does not care about you as a person and therefore, it is up to you as an individual to find meaning in life. But in the end what is the use? Does it really matter? Thinkers and philosophers refer to this way of thinking as existentialism. The novel is perceived a classic example of existentialism. Camus used the thoughts and the personality of the main character, Meursault, to illustrate and underline his existentialist philosophy.

Throughout, Meursault has only one episode of emotional outburst. In prison, while waiting for his execution, he became angry with his chaplain. I found the encounter between Meursault and the priest extremely fascinating though.I must confess that I found a bit of comedy in the conversation between the priest and Meursault, especially the part when the priest was hinting that Meursault might see a divine face on the prison walls of his room. Meursalt sarcastically thought to himself that all the time he was hoping to see the his girlfriend's face on the proson walls in vain.Because Meursault didn't believe in God, the priest of course was upset and when the priest said, "I shall pray for you", Meursault lost his temper. In the end, Meursault comes to terms with what he believes to be an indifferent universe and finds solace and happiness in accepting the this indifferent and absurd universe on its own terms.

Meursault is odd and certainly not a likeable character but the descriptive writing style of Camus is excellent. The book is a great read. It raises timeless questions about ethics, the meaning and direction of life and social justice. I would recommend it to everyone.

I love this book
Somehow, despite majoring in French literature and getting a Ph.D. in French history, I missed this one until I decided to read it recently.Now I'm about to have a full-fledged Camus obsession because I've never met anyone who so well captures the absurdity of existence and the powerlessness of all of us before the inevitability of death.Also, it is such a fun read.It's unsettling, but also entertaining and the protagonist is extremely likable.I love Camus!

An Autistic Anti-Hero
The plot of this novel means very little. The focus is really on the main character's arguably detached point of view, which personally, I found galling. His near-autistic lack of identification with anything--hence, I suppose, the title, makes one panicky by the book's end, as if one has just spent the day in a locked, sterile room with a dead man.

Ironically, it's his lack of any detectable neurosis that ultimately is so disturbing....he's TOO Zen for comfort...

It might help if he could muster sympathy for anyone, including the various victims of abuse that he encounters, or substantial feeling for the woman he is to marry, sadness at his mother's death, or empathy for the man he defensively (but pointlessly) shoots five times. The author seems to be making the point that he gets persecuted for not EXPRESSING emotion, but I as the reader was hard-pressed for proof that he FELT one.

This lack of empathy becomes contagious to the reader; by the time he is sentenced to die, it is impossible to feel sorry for him.It is almost, in fact, a pleasure--for it gives hope that he might yet "shatter the bell jar" and break through his wall of apathy. But no, all he feels is a vague sense of disappointment that he will no longer know the pleasures of freedom (although pleasure in this book is a relative term).When ultimately he finds something he can identify with, it is nothing less than the "benign indifference of the universe", something he can connect with at last, as he gazes into the night sky, awaiting his execution at dawn.

Galling but enthralling, "The Stranger" is a short and sweet read, deceptively simple, and despite itself, poignant. The protagonist's existential point of view--the axis on which "The Stranger" turns, will provide the reader with philosophical food for thought and--undoubtedly-- fodder for infinite debate. ... Read more

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The first two volumes of his Notebooks began as simple instruments of his work; this final volume, recorded over the last nine years of his life, take on the characteristics of a more personal diary. Fearing that his memory was beginning to fail him, Camus noted here his reactions to the polemics stirred by The Rebel, his feelings about the Algerian War, his sojourns in Greece and Italy, thinly veiled observations on his wife and lovers, heartaches over his family, and anxiety over the Nobel Prize that he was awarded in 1957. ... Read more

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Sometimes Interesting
These journal entries are far more cursory and selective and the beautiful journals of Gide or Kafka, but there are still glimpses into Camus' creative process and literary interests which often go unnoticed by biographers. He was surprisingly preoccupied with Don Juan and the work of Pasternak, and his explicit anti-communism comes through here repeatedly. There are numerous rough passages which would later be reworked into 'The Fall,' as well as 'Exile and the Kingdom,' but for the most part these fragments are a bit cryptic and uninteresting.

Interesting as a historical document
The entries vary. Some go on for several paragraphs, others (most) are short and frequently obscure. Still, there's enough, in his inimitable style, to make even his jottings interesting. The man played his cards close...and admits as much. Thus, the sordid bits are missing. Footnotes here and there help, but not much. His angst at being human does, as one might expect, come through. But if you're looking for insights into WHY, you'll be disappointed. (He DOES sprinkle the occasional aphorism.) Accolades are definitely due Mr. Ryan Bloom (translator). Worth a skim.

Delicious as the earlier volumes
In his notebooks, Albert Camus is truthful, intelligent, articulate, and absolutely never dull. He was the rarest of beings, especially for a man; within Camus, mind-truths and body-truths remained wedded all his days, and nights. Including the contradictions--those are married, too. The guy is irresistible. This volume of his carnets is as delicious as the ones that came before. No matter what your mood--happy, sad, bored (which is probably the same as sad)--the jottings and drafts of Camus' pulsings and articulations will take you where you are, lift and turn you, will change your life.

A 'must' for any college-level collection strong in Camus
College-level collections strong on Camus will find this a special acquisition presenting the notebooks withheld in France for some 29 years after his death, appearing for the first time in English. The first two volumes of his notebooks began simply but this concluding volume was written over the last nine years that he lived, and reads more intimately, like a diary. From his travels to his observations about life and politics, this concludes a fine expose of Camus' life and thoughts and is a 'must' for any college-level collection strong in Camus, particularly those who have his previous earlier notebooks.

A wonderful read
Nice job fuzz, now you just need to translate Hunter S. Thompson's work into French! ... Read more

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The first two volumes of his Notebooks began as simple instruments of his work; this final volume, recorded over the last nine years of his life, take on the characteristics of a more personal diary. Fearing that his memory was beginning to fail him, Camus noted here his reactions to the polemics stirred by The Rebel, his feelings about the Algerian War, his sojourns in Greece and Italy, thinly veiled observations on his wife and lovers, heartaches over his family, and anxiety over the Nobel Prize that he was awarded in 1957. ... Read more

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Sometimes Interesting
These journal entries are far more cursory and selective and the beautiful journals of Gide or Kafka, but there are still glimpses into Camus' creative process and literary interests which often go unnoticed by biographers. He was surprisingly preoccupied with Don Juan and the work of Pasternak, and his explicit anti-communism comes through here repeatedly. There are numerous rough passages which would later be reworked into 'The Fall,' as well as 'Exile and the Kingdom,' but for the most part these fragments are a bit cryptic and uninteresting.

Interesting as a historical document
The entries vary. Some go on for several paragraphs, others (most) are short and frequently obscure. Still, there's enough, in his inimitable style, to make even his jottings interesting. The man played his cards close...and admits as much. Thus, the sordid bits are missing. Footnotes here and there help, but not much. His angst at being human does, as one might expect, come through. But if you're looking for insights into WHY, you'll be disappointed. (He DOES sprinkle the occasional aphorism.) Accolades are definitely due Mr. Ryan Bloom (translator). Worth a skim.

Delicious as the earlier volumes
In his notebooks, Albert Camus is truthful, intelligent, articulate, and absolutely never dull. He was the rarest of beings, especially for a man; within Camus, mind-truths and body-truths remained wedded all his days, and nights. Including the contradictions--those are married, too. The guy is irresistible. This volume of his carnets is as delicious as the ones that came before. No matter what your mood--happy, sad, bored (which is probably the same as sad)--the jottings and drafts of Camus' pulsings and articulations will take you where you are, lift and turn you, will change your life.

A 'must' for any college-level collection strong in Camus
College-level collections strong on Camus will find this a special acquisition presenting the notebooks withheld in France for some 29 years after his death, appearing for the first time in English. The first two volumes of his notebooks began simply but this concluding volume was written over the last nine years that he lived, and reads more intimately, like a diary. From his travels to his observations about life and politics, this concludes a fine expose of Camus' life and thoughts and is a 'must' for any college-level collection strong in Camus, particularly those who have his previous earlier notebooks.

A wonderful read
Nice job fuzz, now you just need to translate Hunter S. Thompson's work into French! ... Read more

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By one of the most profoundly influential thinkers of our century, The Rebel is a classic essay on revolution. For Albert Camus, the urge to revolt is one of the "essential dimensions" of human nature, manifested in man's timeless Promethean struggle against the conditions of his existence, as well as the popular uprisings against established orders throughout history. And yet, with an eye toward the French Revolution and its regicides and deicides, he shows how inevitably the course of revolution leads to tyranny. As old regimes throughout the world collapse, The Rebel resonates as an ardent, eloquent, and supremely rational voice of conscience for our tumultuous times.

"The Rebel is a piece of reasoning in the great tradition of French logic....But what is so exhilarating about Camus's essay is that here is the voice of a man of unshakable decency." -- Atlantic

"Camus's book is one of the extremely few that express the contemporary hour...yet profoundly transcend it." -- New Republic

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Camus - Rebel
Very Camus from start to finish. Not one of his 'easier' reads. If you are looking for something light...this is not it.A deep look into the mind of the late Albert Camus.Must read for a fan of Camus

A work of genuis
I have never read a book by Camus I didn't like, and this series of essays on man's inclination if not inborne need to rebel is one more example how how Camus has cemented himself as one of the greatest authors of the twentieth century.
I only wish I had read this book when I was younger, I would have gained a better navigator for my own rebellious nature. Camus' research is provided in a series of essays that cover every major concept man has to rebel against. His examples are historic, unique, and facinating.

BETTER TO DIE ON ONE'S FEET THAN TO LIVE ON ONE'SKNEES...
Camus' The Rebel has stood the test of time and will continue to educate, inspire and empower those who read his essay. This book influenced MLK who understood the spirit of rebellion and applied it's principles. Whether we talk Gandhi, Sade, Kerouac, Hunter S. Thompson, Dean, Brando... the list goes on. With rebellion awareness is born. Read The Rebel and change your life... quit your job. End a dead-end relationship. Move on. Fight a law. Disagree with someone. Color outside the lines. Say no. Say no instead of yes. Start a revolution and change the world. Sedition is the way to a better existence.

The Rebel meets every expectation set out by The Stranger and The Myth of Sisyphus
Camus' The Rebel is yet another brilliant outcry of the human conscience, the urge to revolt and man's timeless struggle against the conditions of his existence. Albert Camus is one of the most profoundly influential thinkers of this century. The Rebel is a definite must read for lovers of L'etranger and Myth of Sisyphus. Camus maintains his signature style of short, simple yet hard-hitting sentences that leave a lot to the imagination, thus giving the reader a chance to re-create their our vision. One of the best writers to come out of France, Camus' sharp eye toward the French Revolution shows how inevitably the course of revolution leads to tyranny. Much like his predecessors such as Kierkegaard and Dostoevsky, Albert Camus writes with an unshakable decency and his work is eloquent and supremely rational.

Camus eclipses nihilism and brings news of a new age!
I first became interested in Albert Camus after reading a quote from The Rebel online."I rebel, therefore we exist" was the quote, and I must admit that, after reading the book, there has never been anything truer written.When I was in a bookstore a few months ago I found a copy of The Rebel, which is apparently a rare sight these days, since The Rebel is often ignored.Camus is one of the most famous writers of the 20th century, so why would one of his masterpieces be ignored?

It has been ignored, from what I can gather, because it is a philosophical work in which Camus pulls no punches and examines thoroughly why the excessive crime and violence of our era exist.Camus explains how, in both philosophy and politics, the reigning attitude has been one of nihilism for the past two centuries.This nihilism, being necessarily without an aim, leads to dictatorship and gross amounts of suffering for humans, no matter what principles it claims on the surface.Camus systematically destroys those who have used the philosophies of Hegel, Nietzsche, Marx, surrealism, u.s.w., to justify their murderous plots.

Camus proposes that instead of nihilism and murder, we take to heart the ancient concepts of moderation and responsibility.Camus' destruction of modern governents and his proposals of these ancient ideas seem to have made this book unpopular.In this era of oppression, it is easy to ignore what offends us or makes us think.Camus gives the reader no choice.He must either raise a defiant fist to the giants of power, or he must give way to these minds that are utterly without scruples.I admire Camus deeply because of this--he has summed up the ideas I have been carrying around for years--but some will be deeply hurt by his comments.I leave you with a final thought: everyone is partly to blame for the state of the present and the future.You have the choice to make it either good or bad. ... Read more

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Meursault leads an apparently unremarkable bachelor life in Algiers until he commits a random act of violence. His lack of emotion and failure to show remorse only serve to increase his guilt in the eyes of the law, and challenges the fundamental values of society a set of rules so binding that any person breaking them is condemned as an outsider. For Meursault, this is an insult to his reason and a betrayal of his hopes; for Camus it encapsulates the absurdity of life. In "The Outsider" (1942), his classic existentialist novel, Camus explores the predicament of the individual who refuses to pretend and is prepared to face the indifference of the universe, courageously and alone. ... Read more

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A primer on existential philosophy?
Meursault is a clerk in Algiers, an intentionally non-descript young man with no particularly interesting traits, characteristics, skills or habits. Now considered to be mandatory reading for those interested in notions of existential or nihilist philosophy, Albert Camus' "The Outsider" or "L'Étranger" is the story of Meursault's life. Or perhaps it might be more precise to suggest that it is the tale of Meursault's indifference to and virtually complete lack of participation in the events surrounding him - how, in a sense, he is almost an indifferent, meta-observer of his own diffident state of being.

As the story opens, Meursault is told of his mother's death and, although he grudgingly attends her funeral, he does not weep nor does he display any of the typical reactions or emotions that are expected of a person in his situation. In fact, instead of mourning, he engages in a casual sexual relationship with a former acquaintance that he enountered that day. A few days after the funeral, as a result of an almost absurd string of events and circumstances, Meursault shoots and kills a man. But rather than displaying any remorse or concern, we witness Meursault casually sit through his own trial and judgment with virtually complete detachment and indifference. Before his execution, a chaplain attempts to discuss matters of faith with him and turn him to God but, as with other events in his life, Meursault is disinterested and reconciled to the world's lack of interest in him and his fate as well.

In trying to make some sense of what I had read, I wanted to at least learn a little bit about existentialism. As I now undertand it, a central proposition of existentialism is that existence precedes essence, which means that the actual life of the individual is what constitutes what could be called his or her "essence" instead of there being a predetermined essence that defines what it is to be a human. Thus, the human being creates his own values and determines a meaning to his life. Ergo, I am concluding this means that Meursault is the quintessential existentialist in that he had determined the steps of his own life, made his own choices and lived with them. Having done so, he was indifferent to others and their reactions to what he perceived as his own self-worth.

I can say that The Outsider was ... well, interesting. For my tastes, unfortunately, I'd also have to categorize it as very bleak and joyless and certainly far from compelling. Perhaps, as a reader, I'm a bit thick when it comes to thinking of matters philosophical. But it is what it is and perhaps that's why I don't jump up and down suggesting that this is a must read classic. Recommended for those that want to challenge themselves with what one might call a thinking man's classic.

Paul Weiss

Also Known "The Stranger"
The Outsider/The Stranger is the story of young Mersault, a man, apparently devoid of emotions. The plot is simple. Mersault talks to us about his boring job, shows us that he doesn't love his girlfriend and doesn't grieve when he is told his mother just died in the home he sent her to a few years ago.

After the funeral service, he meets a young lady that used to work with him. They watch a movie, go to the beach and meet again the next day. He is invited to a weekend's getaway to the beach with his girlfriend and neighbor, and there he unintentionally gets involved in his neighbor's problem with two men. He kills one of them after the problem is semi resolved and gets sent to prison.

The second part of the book deals with his trial, and with his apathetic nature which leaves lawyers at ends about how to defend him. He doesn't try to defend himself, he admits he killed the man. He says it was a mistake. They dwell on the fact that he did not grieve for his mother. He reasons his existence, and while you follow what he is saying, you can't fully justify his killing the man, him condemning himself like that.

I don't know if I completely got Mersault. Most probably I didn't. But to me, he seemed like a shell of a man, the remains of someone who was. Nothing is said of his past, nothing is hinted, but yet, I feel that there must be something, some event, that made him so apathetic. I was left wanting to know the whys of his life.

make sure you're getting the Stuart Gilbert translation
Alexander Pope's translation (c. 1720) of the Iliad.Now there's a preposterously highblown translation that many would think needed to be redone for the modern age.

But Stuart Gilbert's masterful translation of "L'etranger" from 1946 is for me perfect and, heck, still easily available.There was nothing that needed to be reworked about that:pace Laredo and Ward, it's still fresh and relevant.

Further, Gilbert's rendering has the kind of spare grace that conveys the flavor of the original much better than Joseph Laredo's, arguably conveying, by means of its overall icy tone, Mersault's remote demeanor much more convincingly.The final phrase, "greet me with howls of execration" is much more chillingly rendered there than here, in Laredo's pedestrian and forgettable "greet me with cries of hatred."

Some books are meant to be read, others experienced.
Years ago, while on a midnight flight to the United Kingdom, I read a strange book about a young man namedMeursault. So emblematic of my life was his story, that I wrote my name on the inside cover, and dated it.
The Outsider, is one of those novels, or experiences, that one rarely happens upon during the course of their existence. It serves no purpose except the attestation, that as esoteric and nonsensical life may be, it really ISN'T JUST YOU - however exceedingly remote that is to believe.
Meursault, died for truth, in the absolute sense, unlike per say, Sir Thomas Moore, who also died for truth, but of a different kind, and with heroic pretensions to his actions. But I am not kine to graze that field, and in those hackneyed words, we hear time and time again,"....that is a story for another time."

Controversial, Challenging, and Vivid!
The Outsider is an interesting introduction to Existential-type thought. But don't dismiss it for that reason if that bothers you!

This book, though short and digestible, really packs a strong punch. I found myself interested in the psyche of Mersault as he faced the three deaths which so defined his life; the death of his mother, the death of the person he murdered, and his own pending death. His cold, emotionless way of analyzing happens is really vivid and dramatic. Something about it reminds me of Brothers Karamazov, though with a decidedly more anti-social stoicic spin to it.

You will be challenged and perhaps drawn in to this story, Camus was a really talented writer, as is evidenced by this work as well as 'The Plauge'.I disagree with Camus' conclusions as well as the worldview he is putting forward in this book, but I can't deny its importance and I really feel that it is a compelling, well-written story that is worth reading if you are studying existentialism and/or nihilism. ... Read more

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Camus tells the story of Jacques Cormery, a boy who lived a life much like his own. Camus summons up the sights, sounds and textures of a childhood circumscribed by poverty and a father's death yet redeemed by the austere beauty of Algeria and the boy's attachment to his nearly deaf-mute mother. Published thirty-five years after its discovery amid the wreckage of the car accident that killed Camus, The First Man is the brilliant consummation of the life and work of one of the 20th century's greatest novelists. Translated from the French by David Hapgood.

"The First Man is perhaps the most honest book Camus ever wrote, and the most sensual...Camus is...writing at the depth of his powers...It is a work of genius."--The New Yorker


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Unfinished Means Unfinished, Right?
It then mystifies me how some people here have chosen to review this Unfinished Work -- Poorly Edited, Redundant in Parts, etc -- exposing how silly and superficial their criticisms are of this Unfinished Work. I have yet to read this book, but plan to add it to my library very soon.And, my expectations differ from those of most I have seen expressed here -- with the exception of a few individuals, who have the maturity to accept it for what it is -- an Unfinished Work.

sad to see it end.
I just finished this book, and can only voice my disappointment. Not that it was a bad book,It was great, but that It wasn't finished. I have read The Stranger, The plague, The myth of sysyphus, and the fall. This book really helped to understand Camus more. You can see how his life overflowed into his other works, and i only wish he could have finished. I have been a fan of his work ever since a high school literature teacher recommended the plague, after a heated discussion about the belief that we need God to be moral people. I couldn't believe the criticism I was getting for turning away from religion, especially from some very immoral characters. Camus has had a major influence on me ever since, and I am sad this book will never be finished.

An Unfinished Novel Not As Good As His Other Works
As a point of reference, I have read most of Camus's major works. The present novel is a straightforward story and it is supposed to be partially biographical. It was published decades after Camus's death by his daughter. The work was unfinished and it was never edited by Camus. As such, it has a bit of a raw feel to the story and I thought it was not as good as his other works, all of which are all excellent.

It could have been a much better novel if he had finished the work. The work does not contain Camus's famous irony and references to the absurd that are found in other works, i.e.: unlike his other works, he does not delve into his ideas on the absurd, and the revolt against a world of the absurd and of injustice.

Albert Camus (1913 - 1960) was a French writer and philosopher. He is often associated with existentialism, but Camus rejected any ideological classification. Camus was a young recipient of the Nobel Prize for Literature when he became the first African-born writer to receive the award in 1957. He died in a car crash only three years after receiving the award. He was a social activist and Communist, and fought with the French resistance in WWII. Later he rejected Communism. The present book is his last work and was never finished.

On January 4, 1960, at the age of forty-six, Camus was killed in a car accident outside Paris and the manuscript of The First Man was found at the crash scene. The protagonist is a man similar to Camus himself, Jacques Cormery, who grew up in Algiers. It is a novel about a young boy growing up and his interaction with his mother and grandmother. It is a story being told by an older Cormery, now 40 years old, who is visiting his older mother, now 72. Camus's technique is to use flashbacks of Cormery's childhood injected into the story during the visit by the 40 year old Cormery. In addition to the story of his youth from the era of WWI and post WWI, there are a number of comments on the struggle for power in Algeria and the attacks on the French in the 1950s.

This novel has just a neutral recommendation and it is not a good example of his work. It is different and perhaps Camus was taking a new path with his work, but as a novel as it stands it is flawed. The reader is left to wonder what Camus could have accomplished if he had lived. Having said that, the novel was unfinished, so The Stranger and perhaps The Fall remain as his best novels, followed by The Plague. Those works include his irony and philosophical views. Also, Camus has written some good drama and non-fiction. This leaves the present unfinished novel down near the bottom of his body of work.

Incomplete autobiographical novel lacking a mythic dimension
The manuscript of this book was in the car with Camus when he had his fatal crash. His family held back publication for over thirty years. One reason was the incompleteness of the manuscript. A second was the hostile political atmosphere which had emerged in relation to Camus. Unlike Sartre Camus had refused to justify Soviet crimes. His position on Algeria which was a nuanced one , angered both sides.
The novel itself is closer to a memoir than anything else Camus has written. It lacks the kind of mythic and philosophical dimension of Camus most well- known works, "The Stranger" " The Plague " " The Fall" "The Myth of Sisyphus". it tells the story of a child whose father has been killed in the First World War, and who is raised by his mother and grandmother. It tells of a world of Algerian poverty .And it to tells of how the child finds a way out of this world through having been guided and helped by a beloved teacher. The teacher who Camus honored and remembered throughout his life saw the great ability in young Camus and developed this.
There are some outstanding passages in the book in which Camus shows the reflectiveness so central to his major works
" To begin with poor people's memory is less nourished than that of the rich : it has fewer landmarks in space because they seldom leave the place where they live, and fewer reference points in time throughout lives that are grey and featureles. Of course there is the memory of the heart that they say is the surest kind, but the heart wears out with sorrow and labour, it forgets sooner under the weight of fatigue. Remembrance of things past is just for the rich.For the poor it only marks faint trances on the path to death"

This work it seems does not rank with Camus' best work but does have importance in throwing additional light on the details of the life of one of the great writers and moralists of the twentieth century.

incomplete, but great work
It is reallly not fair to rate a work that is not complete.As an artist, I know how horrifying it is to show unfinished works to anybody.It really is a violation.However, whether this is Camus's first draft or 2nd draft, the evidence is everywhere what kind of great book it would have been had he had a chance to edit it, re-structure and re-write it.It was a great learning experience for me to study what a potential masterpiece looks like in the early stage of its creation.

In this draft, it seems that he was just writing down everything that had come to his mind, the things that he remembered and thought could be part of the story.It's not edited or organized well, so there are some inconsistency, unfinished sentences, and confusions.The plot is not clear, you don't know where the story is going, and the structure is not solid.There are some parts that can be eliminated as well.
But the writing itself is still very strong and beautiful, and there is a lot of wisdom in it.I especially enjoyed the chapter "the school."In this chapter he talks about the school life of the protagonist and how the teacher M. Bernard taught the children with love and discipline, and how the children loved and adored him, despite the corporal punishment they received from him for misbehaving.It's the kind of teacher-student relationship you rarely see in today's society.Each episode is vivid, detailed, heart-warming, full of wisdom and love, and beautifully written.

At the end of the book, after the story ceases, there is a section called "Interleaves."It's a collection of notes and memos of Camus, bits and pieces of scenes or dialogues, thoughts and ideas, which didn't have a chance to take parts of the book.Obviously Camus was planning to use them.They suggest that had he lived to finish the work, it would have been a totally different story, or that the story would have developed and ended much differently.

While it is disrespectful to read an incompleted work, it would have been a great loss if I didn't read it.
Thus I shall give him bright shining 5 stars, and thank him for having written this story. ... Read more

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THE NOVEL "POR EXCELENCIA" FROM CAMUS
Having submitted this review in spanish and not having it posted, I'll try again in english.......
Camus reached fame with his elaborations about the concept of the absurd (the purposeless search of the meaning of existence in a universe void of any)in three works: The Stranger, a novel; Caligula, a teathrical opus; and The Myth of Sisyphus, a recopilation of philosophical essays.
In his second famous novel, The Plague, we find a different Camus. Perhaps, more concerned about moral values and solidarity between human beings, in the face of massive destruction.
The plot of the novel unfolds in the city of Oran, Algeria. The central image has to do with a rat invasion that causes a plague epidemy, with disastrous consecuences. Here we find metaphorically portraited the invasion by the Nazis in 1943 of non occupied France (Camus said that the Nazis came like rats).
Then we find a description of the evolution of the plague, the reaction of the authorities (at first, self denial), the progressive isolation of the town from outside world, and on the onset the "normalization" of the tragedy (people grow accostumed to live with it, and become zombies). After the evolution and the growth of the problem, the inhabitants become completely isolated from the outside, and become prisoners in the inside, due to the drastic measures taken by the authorities. The plague becomes a collective problem that requires recognition and reaction by all. We have here a clear metaphorical reference to the need of a collective reaction to the Vichy government by all the citizens. The call to participate and react becomes a moral issue. Camus then describes with certain detail the soccer stadium where people are forcibly concentrated by the authorities, and this is an allusion to the Nazi concentration camps. More than the persons, the protagonist of this novel is the city.
In the sense that the values of solidarity and participation against a common disaster or enemy are called for, this novel is much more developed, from an ethical standpoint, than The Stranger.

magnifica
esta novela, que da la sensacion de claustrofobia y terror provocada por una enfermedad que pone en cuarentena a toda la poblacion, es otro logro de albert camus, un tremendo escritor, autor de ese otro libro llamado elextranjero. la peste, de caracter menos nihilista, nos muestra a los sereshumanos aislados por la enfermedad y en busca de una causa comun, perosiempre solos, con su interior muy buena... LUIS MENDEZ

La Peste est une premonition de ce fin de siecle
Only in French, but comments in English are welcome:un des plus puissants livres de tous les temps, du point de vue litteraire inimitable, du point de vue humain la transcription artistique et a la fois humaine des profondeurs sensibles et distantes en meme temps de l'espece humaine.

Perhaps one of the most important books ever written.
Camus's second novel "La Pest" is probably his richest and most widely accessable.The importance of the novel, however, is that it strives to create "existential ethics."Camus powerfully builds upon the ideas of absurdity that he estiblished in "The Myth of Sysiphus" and also expands upon how and why people must face and oppose suffering in the world.

Light hearted, entertaining.Page after page of easy fun.
Just kidding!Actually this book was heavy, depressing, and tedious to slog through.All that means is I didn't like it. I could still tell that La Peste is Camus' best attempt at converting the world to existentialism-- it just wasn't my cup of tea.Skillfully written, well thought-out and planned.Rough going throughout, but it will change you if you let it. ... Read more

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In 1952, Jean-Paul Sartre engaged Albert Camus in a celebrated and bitter public confrontation that had wide-ranging cultural significance. This book contains the first English translation of the five texts constituting this famous philosophical quarrel. Personally animated, passionately argued, polemically focused, this confrontation was as much a personal encounter as it was a theoretical debate. Alternating between stylistic brilliance and stinging sarcasm, each draws upon their years of past involvement as former friends both to make their criticisms more pointed and their theoretical critique more challenging. At the same time, their views serve as lightning rods for the wider cultural forces of which they are partial expressions. ... Read more

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Is there a third way?
Not only does this book contain the original articles that comprise one of the great intellectual debates of the last century, it also has very helpful contextual commentary by the editors.

One can substitute terrorism for Stalinism and the debate is, if you will forgive the cliche, as current as the headlines. But it most certainly is not at all like the sound bite debates of Cross Fire. Great breath and depth in the arguments of the participants - anguished arguments about the relationships betweenmeans and ends, justice and freedom; and finally personal responsibility.

Camus corectly sees Stalinism, read terrorism, an an unmitigated evil. Yet, he sought to live as neither victim nor executioner. That caused him no end of grief, especially as he confronted the Algerian situation. Nevertheless his arguments call to mind the views of the Polish and Czech dissidents in the 80s. An anti-politics, a living "as if" one were free. No crusade to eliminate evil from the earth, no war; rather a third way.

Sartre on the other hand saw Stalinism as an understandable, even necessary, response to the injustice inflicted on the wretched of the earth. His understanding of human nature, dare one use that term in discussing Sartre, was such that chioce was required in all circumstances. By this time, in Sartre's thinking, no third way was possible. If the choice is between victim or executioner, he would choose executioner.

Sartre is correct, one must choose. Camus is correct, there is a third way. Enter the debate if you dare. There is no easy exit.

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From a variety of masterfully rendered perspectives, these six stories depict people at painful odds with the world around them.A wife can only surrender to a desert night by betraying her husband. An artist struggles to honor his own aspirations as well as society's expectations of him. A missionary brutally converted to the worship of a tribal fetish is left with but an echo of his identity.Whether set in North Africa, Paris, or Brazil, the stories in Exile and the Kingdom are probing portraits of spiritual exile, and man’s perpetual search for an inner kingdom in which to be reborn. They display Camus at the height of his powers.

Now, on the 50th anniversary of the book’s publication, Carol Cosman’s new translation recovers a literary treasure for our time.

Albert Camus won theNobel Prize for Literature in 1957. ... Read more

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Camus Exile and the Kingdom Great!! this edtion average
Cozmans introduction and tranlation are no improvment over the Justin O' Brian translation in fact Cozman's translation can not touch O'Brians flow, elgance and art.Cozman's tranlation is a labor while Justin O' Brian is tranaltion is a pleasure to read and easly comprehended.If Camus French was a bad as Cozman's English translation then we would not be reading Camus today.

The introduction by the Turkish nobel prize winner is in same leauge as Cozmans translation.He is verbose and not elganant in any way.His novels reak of Camus and Camus should never reak.

The first tip off is that Camus dedication to Frances is deleted from this edition.This is sad when a publisher does not respect the orginal author enough to give a page to a dead nobel prize winner for a dedication.Camus gave us so much that he deserves this respect.

The O'Brian text has no introduction, no forward, just Camus translated well and the dedication to Frances.That is enough for me.

The EXILE and The KINGDOM is wonderful. The Silent Man, The Adultrous Woman and The Artist's Life three of the greatest stroies ever written.I read this book cover to cover twice in succesion.Most books of short stories only have one captivating short story and idea. This book of stories was orginally published with the Novel the Fall.The O'Brian editon of these two books are comnonly found used on Amazon and at your local library.

A Good Selection of Both Solid and Eclectic Works
As a point of reference, I have read most of Camus's major works. The present collection is an interesting mixture of six short stories. The stories are more varied than his novels which tend to reflect his philosophy of the absurd. I thought the present stories were among his best works. The story The Guest is outstanding, two or three of the stories are excellent, and the others are good or are at least interesting.

Albert Camus (1913 - 1960) was a French writer and philosopher. He is often associated with existentialism, but Camus rejected any ideological classification. Camus was a young recipient of the Nobel Prize for Literature when he became the first African-born writer to receive the award in 1957. He died in a car crash only three years after receiving the award. He was a social activist and Communist, and fought with the French resistance in WWII. Later he rejected Communism. The present book was copyrighted in 1957.

The present novel contains six works:
- The Adulterous Woman
- The Renegade
- The Silent Men
- The Guest
- The Artist at Work, and
- The Growing Stone.

I had previously read The Guest in other collections of short stories. It is one of his best short works and it it is about an Arab prisoner who had murdered a family member and who is now transferred to a schoolmaster, Daru, at an isolated outpost in the desert of North Africa. Daru is supposed to deliver the prisoner to a jail the next day.

The Silent Men are a group of workers who have returned to work at a barrel factory after a strike, and who are not interested in talking to the boss who stopped the strike. The Artist at Work is about the rise and fall of a young painter. The Growing Stone is about a civil engineer on an assignment in the coastal jungles of South America, while the remaining two are set in desert towns of North Africa, and are the most eclectic and imaginative stories in the group.

The stories are all interesting and I enjoyed the reads.

The Stranger and perhaps The Fall remain as his best works and they are must reads, followed by The Plague. Those works include his use of irony and philosophical views. Also, Camus has written some good drama and non-fiction. The present work shows the broader range of his writing skills and is an entertaining set of stories.

A high-school reunion gone bad...


Having not read Camus since my school days, with the exception, that is, of his play *Caligula,* I picked up this collection of short stories remembering Camus as an old favorite. I wonder if I would now find *The Stranger* and *The Plague* just as passé.

These stories just don't hold up, if they ever did. Are they really considered representative of Camus `at the height of his power,' as the biographical note to this edition maintains? I'd have to think, indeed hope, that was just hype.

Delivered with all the subtlety of a trumpeting elephant, the themes comprising *The Exile and The Kingdom* seemed terribly dated, naïve, and without any particular distinction as great literature. As translated, the stories are written with admirable clarity in predominately short, clean sentences reminiscent to me somewhat of Hemingway, which makes the reading quick and simple--but after fifty years, Camus isn't only saying nothing new; he isn't saying anything old in a particularly compelling way either.

Perhaps the best story is *The Renegade*--a `mad' monologue delivered by a missionary captured by a savage tribe in the middle of a salt wasteland and converted to their religion of uncompromising cruelty. Probably the worst of the lot is *The Artist At Work*--a didactic author omniscient narrative that has the simplicity of a fable and all the clichés of one, too.

In the end, I'd like to think that *The Exile and the Kingdom* is a collection of basically throw-away work of fourth-rate Camus that nonetheless made its way into print--and stayed in print so long--because of Camus's Nobel Prize-winning status. And because, at his level of literary importance and influence, everything he's written is of lasting interest, if only to Camus scholars. I'd like to think that, but I'm not so sure. One thing I am sure of, however, is that these weren't of much interest to me at all.

Short stories for philosophers, literature snobs, and lovers of the unusual
Albert Camus, born in Algeria in 1913, won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1957 and died three years later, but his writings live on. This collection of six unusual, strange-endinged stories will probably be of interest to a wide range of short story fans. Sometimes seemingly vague and symbolic (and with odd titles and endings), they are thoroughly enjoyable and readable. Though similar in complexity, subject matter and settings vary greatly: a woman joins her fabric-selling husband on a business trip, a detongued former missionary awaits his replacement, barrel makers strike, a prisoner is foisted on a schoolmaster, an artist works amidst ever-changing chaos, and an engineer visits inhabitants near the site of a future dam. Exile and the Kingdom is an excellent, strange, brief book. Other strange short stories: Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman by Haruki Murakami.

A gathering of some of Camus' finest short stories
Justin O'Brien's translation renders beautifully into English six of Camus' finest stories, including the masterpiece "The Guest." ... Read more

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a simple, classic existentialist french read
This book is incredibly easy to read in French. It was the first book I ever attempted to read in French, the language is simple, but the ideas bigger. I think that it illustrates how one might live as un être en soi, instead of an être pour soi, as we ought to be. Meursault's existance is an ontological horror, he exists for others. He will write a letter that is sure to cause unjust injury to a woman, just because he sees no reason not to please his friend Raymond. He will marry a woman he doesn't love just to make her happy. This is like hte behavior of a dog trying to please its master.
horrific, contagious thought pattern.
5 stars

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Guia moral e intelectual de la generacion llegada a la madurez entre las ruinas, la frustacion y la desesperanza de la Europa de la postguerra, Albert Camus 1913-1960 salto a la fama con la publicacion, en 1942. ... Read more

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Classic existentialism
The Stranger is a classic of literature, that can be read in one sitting (it's very short). Its power lies on the amoral voice of the narrator, his detached emotional state, and the tension that comes from the protagonist's trial, where he is accused of killing an arab, but in reality convicted for his lack of emotion at the death of his mother.
The language of the book is direct and simple, but it brilliantly conveys the psychological numbness of the character. This conveyance is preserved in the Spanish translation of the book (originally written in French) and to a lesser degree (but still substantial) the English translation.

el absurdo
A veces alcaminar por la calle yotambién hesentido esa desazón, esa falta de raíces en el mundo y pese a tener padre y madre,hermanosy esposa, siento que no pertenezco a este mundo, que yo también como el personaje de Camus,soy un extranjero en este mundo, que solo estoy de paso y que no importa lo que haga para cambiarlo siempre será así y jamás será de otra forma. En esos momentos en los que tengo un ataque fuerte de abusurdismo, veo lo banal, y a veces es aún mas fuerte que la depresión, pues en las depresiones te preocupas por que la gente no te quiere, en estos momentos eso no te importa ya, nada te importa. Mucha gente lo achaca a la falta de Dios, a la falta de raices, a la falta de amor, sin saber que a veces los excesos de la vida pueden producir ese mismo efecto y quizás hasta mucho peor. Camus nos muestra en su novela a un hombreque no tiene afectos ni pasiones, un hombre que sin querer mata, y sin querer muere y todo alrededor, vida y muerte, esta imbuido del sentido del absurdo.

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