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Jean Genet (Paris, December 19th 1910 - id., April 15th 1986) is a writer, poet, and dramatic author French. By a writing refined and rich, Jean Genet exalte perversion, evil and the erotism through the celebration of ambivalent characters within shady worlds.

Biography

Of unknown father (it was called Blanc makes some according to the files of the Public assistance), abandoned to the birth by his mother, the Jean Genet young person is sent in a feeder family of the Morvan. This area, true “dairy” of France at the beginning 20th century, then gathers a great proportion of the families elected by the Public assistance to collect and raise the abandoned children of the III {{E}} République.

The adoptive family of Broom offers communal education to him, a soft milk mother and magnetizes, a protected environment. The child is there happy, good pupil and Enfant of chorus, but reserved and silent. From this time the first male agitations of Broom go up, in the person of small Lou Culafroy - which will become later Divine , hero and then heroin of Our-Lady-of-Flowers - as well as men older, poachers of stray passage or marginal. It obtains the best note of its commune to the certificate of primary studies

It makes its first flight at the 10 years age. It is the founding document of the Mythologie of Broom which, fustigated for its act, very gives to an exchange existentialist by sanctifying his gesture, thus asserting a major antisociality. It running away and, at 13 years, is separated from office of its family of adoption to follow a formation of typographer. Fuguant again, it is locked up in the penal Settlement of Mettray, where crystallizes its homosexual temptations like all the liturgy of domination/tender, the male and virile hierarchy and the brutal feudality which result from this with the eyes of Broom.

It leaves the places at 18 years, engages in the Foreign legion. He discovers for the first time North Africa, the Middle East, which leaves him a very strong impression from passions which reign there, the male and voluntary charisma of its inhabitants, the torments of the people oppressed by colonizing France. Income in Paris, living small larcenies (whose flight of books), Genet attends several Prison S, of which the prison of Fresnes.

It written there its first poems and its some outlines of novel, unceasingly taken again, remelted, rejected. Broom is a perfectionist, a dissatisfied eternal, one obsessed of the beauty of the mot. Him which sacrilizes the gesture, the significance of the act, admits the viability of the verb only when it is beautiful, powerful, race.

Its first novels appear. Censured, because considered to be pornographic, they are distributed under the coat. the newspaper of the robber describes his wanderings teenagers out of France. the miracle of the pink puts in parallel its years of prison and its fascination for an assassin with his years at the colony of Mettray. Our-Lady-of-Flowers evokes the childhood and the ambiguous creatures of the Parisian homosexual night of Paris of pre-war period. In " Pumps funèbres" (1947), Jean Genet proposes a vision homoerotized of Hitler, as well as a poetic glance on the reports/ratios which violence Nazi and sexual attraction maintain.

Cocteau and Sartre encensent this bad lot of the French literary scene and regard it as the genius of their time. Cocteau saves it prison with perpetuity and Sartre starts to write a work on him ( Saint Broom, actor and martyr ), by making the exemplum its philosophy existentialist. This book will depress Genet deeply.

Broom, with the ridge of its Parisian glory, attends Sartre, Simone de Beauvoir, Alberto Giacometti, Henri Matisse, Brassaï. It starts a career of playwright; preceded by its reputation and its odor by scandal, its parts are successes, contrasting with a reception criticizes very ambivalent and a a long time confidential diffusion. The largest directors assemble its first parts: Roger Blin assembles the Negros then the Folding screens .

The matter of Broom is done more committed, the policy titillates it. It raises the voice against white tyranny, the Western domination, the deplorable state in which France gives up its old colonies.

Giving up some time the writing, it is devoted to marginal combat, often of extreme left: Black Panthers (which it meets and supports since 1970) in the United States, Palestinians of the PLO (it there meets Yasser Arafat and Leïla Chahid in September 1982, and is the first Westerner to be penetrated in Chatila, after the massacres perpetrated by the Christian militia, allied of the Israeli army of the commander Ariel Sharon). He draws his major political text from it Four hours with Chatila ). He is also known for his remarks anti-semites which caused many comments, standardizing of Sartre, or very criticisms on behalf of many intellectuals who blamed in particular his remarks on Hitler (.

He returns later to the theater, then with the romantic writing. The death of his/her companion, Abdallah (which inspired to the poem the funambulist to him) and his Toxicomanie with the Barbiturique S put at evil its lifestyle of wandering. Broom, until the end, lives in sordid hotel rooms, often close to the stations, travelling only with one small bag filled with letters of his/her friends and manuscripts.

The political combats occupy it until the end of its life, taking systematically made and causes for oppressed, the weak ones, the forgotten poor of the richness of the world.

April 15th, 1986, corroded by a cancer of the throat, the writer makes a bad fall the night in a Parisian hotel room and kills himself. Jean Genet has just died as he had lived, in the wandering and loneliness. It is buried with the old Spanish cemetery of Larache in Morocco.

Anecdotes

  • Jean Genet was born in 1910 and deceased in 1986, but these two years are those of the last two passages of the Halley's Comet near the ground.
  • the singer Japan board of acid-folk Kazuki Tomokawa wrote a song in homage to Jean Genet on her album Erise No Me French (: the eyes of Elects ); it is about the song Jean Genet nor Kike . A song was also written by Cocorosie: 1910 or Beautiful Boyz , on the album Noah' S Ark .
  • the singer Nicolas Bacchus (Nicolas Bages) put in music the poem " Cayenne" of Broom, written in 1939 with the prison of St Brieuc. The title is reproduced on the first album " Cut immonde" and the poem is readable on the site of the singer. (http://www.nicolas-bacchus.com/index.php?page=chanson)
  • It is refers to Jean Genet in the song of the POGUES " Hell' S Ditch" (Shane MacGowan/Jem Finer) http://www.poguetry.com/hd.htm

Work

; Autobiography

; Novels

; Theater

; Accounts
  • a prisoner in love (1986)

; Film

; Texts and talks

  • the enemy declared (1991)

; Poetry

  • Condemned to dead one (1942)

Extract:

On my neck without armor and hatred, my neck That my lighter and serious hand that a widow Effleure under my collar, without your heart being moved, Lets your teeth pose their smile of wolf.

O come my beautiful sun, O come my night from Spain, Arrives in my eyes which will have died tomorrow. Arrives, opens my door, brings to me your hand, Carries out me far from here beating our countryside.

the sky can wake up, the stars to flower, Nor flowers to sigh, and of the meadows the black grass To accommodate the dew where the morning will drink, the bell-tower can sound: me only I will die.

O come my sky from pink, O my basket fair! Visit in its night your condemned to death. Tears off the flesh, kills, climbing, bite, But come! Pose your cheek against my round head.

We had not finished speaking to us about love. We had not finished smoking our gipsies. One can wonder why the Courses condemn an assassin so beautiful that it makes fade during the day.

Amour come on my mouth! Love opens your doors! Cross-piece the corridors, descend, walk light, Flies in the staircase more flexible than a shepherd, More supported by the air than a flight of dead sheets.

O crosses the walls; if one needs it walk for the edge Of the roofs, the oceans; cover yourself with light, Uses of the threat, uses of the prayer, But come, O my frigate, one hour before death.

Forgive me my God because I sinned! tears of my voice, my fever, my suffering, evil to fly away beautiful country of France, is not this enough, my Lord, to go to lay down me.

Stumbling of hope In your embaumés arms, your castles of snow! Lord of the obscure places, I can still request. It is me, my father, one day, which am cleaned to me: Glory with highest of the sky to God who protects me, Hermes with the tender foot!

I ask dead peace, the long sleeps, song of the seraphes, their perfumes, their garlands, wool cherubs in heats houppelandes, And I hope for nights without the moons nor suns On motionless moors.

It is not this morning only one me guillotine. I can sleep quiet. On the floor above My nice lazy, my pearl, my Jesus wakes up. It will knock its hard boot With my mowed cranium.

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