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Dreamy, lyrical book, Oct 25 2009
This review is from: Hotel De Dream: A New York Novel (Paperback)
Having never read Stephen Crane before I was wondering if there would be parts of this book, a fictionalized version of the end of Crane's life, that would fly over my head. But my fears weren't realized as I found myself engrossed in the world that White creates here, with his dreamy, poetic sentences and spot-on and unique metaphors. The book follows Crane as he lays dying and dictates his last novel to his wife, Cora. The novel relates the tale of a boy prostitute in New York in the late 19th century. I found that the novel-within-a-novel part of the book was my favourite part and I looked forward to reading the dictated passages. White perfectly portrays the era (well, to my knowledge) in his language and story. It was interesting learning of prostitutes and brothels in that time period, and the general attitudes toward homosexuality. This is a heartbreaking, yet beautiful little book.
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"I will write for one man only and that man is myself", Aug 30 2007
Stephen Crane (1871-1900) was one undoubtedly of the great American novelists with his most famous novel being The Red Badge of Courage, which depicted the American Civil War from the point of view of an ordinary soldier. Crane was noted for his early employment of naturalism, a literary style in which characters were realistically portrayed and often faced bleak circumstances. However, it is Crane's unconventionality and his sympathy for the downtrodden that forms the core of this truly spectacular novel. Edmund White's intelligent written and beautifully crafted Hotel de Dream indeed focuses on Crane's preoccupation with the oppressed, but it also asks the question of how would such a man have responded to male homosexuality in an era in which gays themselves were considered perverts and deviants, and abominations? Hotel de Dream begins as the chronically ill Crane, accompanied by Cora Taylor, a former brothel-house proprietor is living in a 14th-century manor house at Brede Place, Sussex. It is the cusp of a new century and Crane, sick with tuberculosis that has been compounded by a recurrent malarial fever that he picked up in Cuba, is planning a trip to a clinic on the edge of the Black Forest in Badenweiler, Germany in order to get out of damp old England with its cold rains and harsh winds. Lately life in Brede Place has had its ups and downs, and while Cora has certainly been loyal and loving to Stephen, her flighty social and literary pretensions - and her reputation in America - have perhaps contributed to Crane's financial ruin. There's also been far too much entertaining, especially in the form of parties catering to hordes of spongers as well as many of their close literary friends, including Joseph Conrad, Ford Madox Ford, H.G. Wells, and the great Henry James. Cora is anxious for Stephen to get on and make some money by finishing The O'ruddy so they can pay off some of their most urgent debts and take the trip to Germany. But it is the urge to write his final story about a young boy prostitute called Elliott, that he once met while living in Manhattan that most preoccupies Stephen. Feverish with excitement, Stephen demands that Cora must become the filter for the pages that Stephen will now grind out. Called The Painted Boy, Stephen once wrote forty pages of his "boy-whore" book, but was advised that if he didn't tear them up, every last word, he'll never have a career. Now, however, he's at the end of his life and have nothing to fear and for sure, the story will undoubtedly prove to be a poignant account of the boy's travails and also wonderful new source about the city and its lower depths, because its not just about another boy, "but somehow a "she-male," a member of the third sex." So begins Crane's tale of his real life acquaintance with Elliot this "painted boy," as he recounts his final trip with Cora from Brede Place, to Dover, and then onto Badenweiler, while also dictating to Cora the fictional story of Elliot's affair with Theodore Koch, a married and middle-aged New York banker. It is though writing about Elliott and Theodore's tempestious affair that Stephen recollects his own encounter with Elliott, this syphilitic, kohl-eyed and heavily made-up sixteen year-old boy, who calls himself a "flame fairy." Picture the poor Stephen and Elliott, both ill and wounded, and both looking like sick waifs with Stephen's own hacking cough and this boy whore who wears boys clothes and girls' makeup as they traverse the streets of Manhattan, with Elliott determined to teach Stephen how to decipher the city around him. His young muse drags Stephen to the "penny restaurants" where the newsboys eat every evening, to the fairy saloons, the bordellos and the low theatre, and also to visit a wealthy androgyne by the name of Jennie Jones who fascinates Crane with his "big breasts and wide hips." Meanwhile, the fictional story of The Painted Boy plays out as Crane fanatically dictates it to Cora, beginning on a New York train station where Elliott cruises older men in bowler hats and good wool overcoats. But it is Theodore's ardent obsession with Elliott that ultimately spins the boy's world out of control. Consumed by jealousy and passion, and proud to sacrifice everything for love, Theodore urges to know more and more about this funhouse world that Elliott has been inducted into, his life gradually obscured by all of the "magic-lantern pictures" in his mind of Elliott. White certainly writes a vivid account of gay life at the turn of the nineteenth century, in a Manhattan full of vice, and glamour and lowlife, "an intersexual world of such fantastic dimensions." Although Stephen Crane never actually wrote a novel called The Painted Boy, White does a terrific job of presenting what might have been as if the author did indeed have a fascination with this all male Victorian world of men loving men. Vibrant and flamboyant, and teeming with a lyrical beauty throughout, White writes with a passionate commitment to Stephen Crane's life, and to his death. Meticulously researched and seamlessly infusing fact with fiction, Hotel de Dream, is a grand tribute to Crane's creative spirit as all of these colorful characters, both real and fictional, plays out against a nineteenth century propriety and a little-known sexual underworld. Mike Leonard August 07.
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97 of 100 people found the following review helpful
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One of the best book published so far this year., Sep 4 2007
By I. Sondel "I. Sondel - lover of the arts" - Published on Amazon.com
This review is from: Hotel De Dream: A New York Novel (Hardcover)
Alright, if you've read my previous Amazon book reviews, then you know I'm a sucker for literary novels that feature historic literary figures - "The Hours," "The Book of Salt," "The Swimming Pool Library." Add Edmund White's "Hotel de Dream: A New York Novel" to that list. The writer Stephen Crane is dying of TB. His common-law wife Cora, the former proprietress of the Hotel de Dream, is trying everything she can to prolong the inevitable. The two have taken up residence in Sussex and journey to the Black Forest in search of a cure. Theirs is the central love story, and White renders it with an uncommonly subtle intensity. It has been claimed by Crane scholars that he had written, at least in part, a novella of a young male prostitute called "Flowers of Asphalt," which he destroyed at the urging of fellow writer Hamlin Garland. White picks up the strands of this lost tale and runs with it. On his death bed Crane's mind wanders back to his encounter with Elliott, a painted boy, and becomes consumed with finally dictating the boys tragic story. I'll not disclose any more of the story. I will say that this is a beautiful prose work by a genuine master of his craft. I haven't read anything by Crane in decades. However, his "Red Badge of Courage" remains vivid in my mind. Has White captured Crane's "style," his "voice"? There are so many variables that such a question becomes moot. This is after all Crane dictating from his fevered deathbed. Is the story within a story pornographic? Not at all. The sexual relationship between Elliott and his middle-aged suiter is told frankly. It is the honest depiction of one man's obsessive love, and the havoc and chaos that follow. Would Crane have ever been able to publish such a work? Probably not. However, this story is presented as his last consuming passion, and as such wasn't subject to his good or rational judgement. I found this to be a brave and exciting work of imaginative fiction. Bravo!
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The Lost Language of Crane?, Sep 9 2007
By H. F. Corbin "Foster Corbin" - Published on Amazon.com
This review is from: Hotel De Dream: A New York Novel (Hardcover)
Edmund White's latest novel HOTEL DE DREAM is as good as anything he has ever written and the best thing he has published since THE MARRIED MAN. It is, in White's own words, his "fantasia on real themes provided by history." Near the end of Stephen Crane's far too short life (he died of tuberculosis at twenty-eight), according to his friend the critic James Gibbons Huneker, he started a novel about a boy prostitute based on a lad he and Huneker had met on the streets of New York but Hamlin Garland convinced him to destroy the manuscript. Mr. White has taken that bit of information, whether real or apocryphal, and has run with it. He acknowledges in his "postface" that Huneker may have been less than honest or a "fabulist." Whether Crane ever began such a novel or not, Mr. White has given us an account of the final days of writer of two of the great pieces of American literature, the novel THE RED BADGE OF COURAGE and the short story "The Open Boat," and a re-creation of a fragment of a Crane novel THE PAINTED BOY, both of which are completely believable. That Stephen Crane who by all accounts was heterosexual could write so convincingly and successfully about a syphilitic, impoverished sixteen-year-old boy prostitute is no stretch since he wrote so brilliantly about war without ever having seen combat (THE RED BADGE OF COURAGE), and sympathized with the downtrodden (MAGGIE, A GIRL OF THE STREETS). White's fiction, on the other hand, is often autobiographical. He certainly could use his own sad experience in caring for a dying lover to create the touching, poignant scenes between Crane and his companion Cora-- not actually his wife since she couldn't find her second husband to divorce him. Crane describes dying as "'When you come to the hedge--that we all must go over--it isn't bad. You feel sleepy and you don't care.'" But he almost immediately, so humanly, contrasts his own condition with that of the healthy Cora: "She was partly playing the clown to keep up his spirits, but on another level she seemed perfectly sincere that he was somehow being indulged. Did she seriously not know how every movement stripped him of another erg of energy. . . She was this great strapping thing with the solid legs and firm breasts, the golden hair. . ." White through his character Crane writes of the uncrossable gulf between the sick and the well: "She [Crane's nurse] was a healthly, smug animal, and she looked on his illness as if it were an exception rather than the rule, something queer and other than the fate she would undergo sooner or later. She'd turned his pain and physical disarray into an aspect of her profession." As always with Mr. White's writing, there is a torrent of evocative details. Horses' hooves are as "big as dinner plates." Antimacassars are as "dainty as ocean foam." His characters are firmly lodged in their own time and place, the 1890's in New York, England and Germany. Mr. White has done his homework-- he gives credit to the writer George Chauncey-- on the slang used by "inverts," as homosexuals were called during this period of American history. Crane and the boy Elliott's visit to a transvestite house of prostitution is at once both funny and sad as the novelist learns what phrases like "Betty Bracelets," "Lily Law," and "the color of his eyes" mean. Both Henry James and Joseph Conrad make visits to the dying Crane. No American writer's prose style could be more different from Stephen Crane's than that of James. Edmund White, on the other hand, stands in the tradition of both these great American writers since he has proven over and over that he is the master of both straight-forward prose but also language as dense and elliptical as anything Henry James ever wrote. HOTEL DE DREAM -- the actual name of a Jacksonville bordello run by Cora Crane-- is not to be missed.
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The Painted Boy: Resurrection from the Deathbed of Stephen Crane, Oct 21 2007
By Grady Harp - Published on Amazon.com
This review is from: Hotel De Dream: A New York Novel (Hardcover)
Edmund White, gratefully, is a prolific writer, a gifted man of letters who has become one of America's more important authors. While much of Edmund White's oeuvre is about gay life, he does not confine his talent to the one topic: he is a brilliant biographer, a fine man of research, and a poet with prose. HOTEL DE DREAM: A New York Novel is his latest foray into fictional biography and for this reader the book succeeds on every level. The short novel is ostensibly a 'biographical' account of the sadly brief life of novelist Stephen Crane, a nineteenth century literary giant who is best known for THE RED BADGE OF COURAGE, but who also wrote a few other short novels and story collections. Basing the concept of this novel on both fact and fantasy, Edmund White gives us the last days of Stephen Crane's life, a tortured existence as he succumbed to tuberculosis, nursed by his beloved mistress Cora, an ex-Madame who had run a bordello in Florida called the Hotel de Dream. Crane had in fact befriended a poor youth who happened to be a male prostitute infected with syphilis: White takes this fact and uses it as a unique approach to explore the mind of Crane, using the fragment of thought that Crane was planning to create a story 'Flowers of Asphalt' based on the sad lad as the impetus for this brilliant book, the composition of a final novel called 'The Painted Boy.' The novel deals with myriad aspects of Crane's life, but in the end it focuses on Crane dictating to Cora a 'fictionalized' story about a married banker, Theodore, who becomes enamored with a teenage, poor, syphilitic hustler named Elliott, only to find that his coming to grips with buried secrets of lust (tenderly satisfied by the very lovable Elliott) plunges him into a downward spiral that ends with a series of tragedies that parallel Stephen Crane's own consumptive death from tuberculosis. As Crane lies dying he shares his ideas for the conclusion of the story with the stalwart Cora, asking her to present the manuscript to Crane's respected colleague Henry James to complete after Crane dies. The story ends with a surprise that traces a circle to the beginning: the period of the turn of the century simply was not the time a story such as 'A Painted Boy' could be published. Edmund White's ability to create a novel within a novel in such a fascinatingly credible manner is matched only by his gift for writing some of the most beautiful prose before us today. He understands character development, he knows the agony of personal tragedy, and his intellectual honesty dissects history so smoothly that his novel feels like true biography. And yet he takes the time to pause for moments of writing that are so touching they make the reader reflect with respect: 'He glanced down and saw that his sheet was stained yellow. He must have pissed himself. He started to cry. So it's come to this, he thought. He'd gone back to infancy and incontinence - with this difference: an infant has everything ahead of him and a loud tamtam is beating in his heart with anticipation, where as he, Stephen, felt the rhythm slowing into a valedictory murmur./ He was so ashamed of himself.' HOTEL DE DREAM is a brilliant little novel and should please lovers of historical fiction as well as readers who long to find tomes of gleaming, eloquent writing. Highly Recommended. Grady Harp, October 07
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