I've only read one Victor Hugo novel, but what a novel it is: Les Miserables probably among the top 20 best novels I have ever read. Now these are memorable characters: the heroic Valjean, the law and order Javert, the fiend Thenardier, the naive Marius. The book is also a great defense of Christianity; perhaps the best argument I have ever read for how Christian morals and self-sacrifice can improve one's life. Larry, regarding the argument we had yesterday, this book represents the best of your position. And it is a find romantic read, and very suspenseful. I mentioned that two French novels were among my very favorites, and I expected both authors to be selected; this is one of them.
Van Gogh should be easy top 5. Plus, he cut off a piece of his ear, which has got to say something right? There may be a couple of guys above him though.
One thing I want to add about Vincent- I went to MOMA last year in NY and looked at Starry Starry Night and I was not that impressed. I admit being a neophyte about art, but I'm not sure what makes that painting such a classic, compared to many other works there which I really enjoyed quite a bit more.
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Hugo. I'll add this to the argument: Hugo was enormously influential on everyone who came after him. He's one of those writers whom other writers mention constantly, and not just the French, the English and Americans loved him too. As a playwright, I'm a bit out of my water, but who
hasn't heard of
Les Miserable?
I don't think he's top 5 material in Novel/Short Story, but he's clearly a great value pick. He may do better in the playwright/poet category.
Which brings me to something else: THAT IS ONE !@#$% OF A CATEGORY TO FIGURE OUT. A few friends and I were talking about this draft last night, and after the #1 playwright and #1 poet (The Bard and Homer) we had no clue how to rank the rest. I can't specify why, because even a coded recount of our conversation will spotlight too much. Our conclusion: it should be two categories.
It's too late now. I'd hate pick or judge that category though. What a headache.
2. I can't believe you weren't impressed with
Starry Night, Tim. I saw it at The Met ten years ago and was mesmerized. I sat on a bench behind the ever-present crowd of people, and just starred at it for over two hours. The colors are so vibrant. The strokes are so thick, rich, intense, purposeful. Like everyone I'd already seen a gazillion copies in college dorm rooms, so I couldn't help thinking that I was experiencing what Walter XXXXXXXX said about the dissolution of the aesthetic aura in the age of mechanical reproduction. I was in the presence of the original, and it absolutely shocked me how powerful it was (I had expected the exact opposite to happen). It was one of my top 10 life moments, I think, my first epiphany about the nature of art.