An absorbing biography of the beloved poet, philosopher, artist, and author of The Prophet. Waterfield has previously published an anthology of Gibran’s work, The Voice of Kahlil Gibran, and sets out here to correct the hagiographic portrait of Gibran (1883—1931) often painted by his followers. True, Waterfield asserts, Gibran was a genius, but he was also a complex man haunted by insecurities. Waterfield’s task is arduous in part because Gibran left a legacy of romanticized pasts for himself; at various times he claimed that he had been raised in a palace, had published romantic ballads in Syria and Egypt before emigrating at the age of 12, and had met the kaiser as a child. The reality was more a typical Ellis Island hardscrabble story, with Gibran, his mother, and his siblings escaping the poverty and patriarchy of their Lebanese background by coming to America. America was almost as cruel: Gibran’s mother and two of his three siblings died of terminal illnesses within a year of one another. Gibran sought refuge from his family’s hardships by drawing the portraits of the elite in Boston society, gradually playing upon their Oriental romanticism to be accepted (and financially supported) by them. After a classical Arabic college education back in Beirut, Gibran returned to America to make a name for himself in art and literature. He studied art in Paris, courtesy of an older benefactress to whom he was once engaged, then sampled the bohemian life of Greenwich Village. Waterfield ventures further than any of Gibran’s previous chroniclers by including the details of the artist’s often callous sexual dalliances and his alcoholism, which caused his early death from cirrhosis. Waterfield’s agenda here is not merely to expose the artist’s feet of clay, but to show him as a man, as capable of narcissism as spiritual depth, as gifted at ruthlessly using others as at charming them. The result is critical but well researched and cogently argued.
Pub Date: Nov. 30, 1998
ISBN: 0-312-19319-X
Page Count: 384
Publisher: St. Martin's
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Oct. 1, 1998
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The author's youthfulness helps to assure the inevitable comparison with the Anne Frank diary although over and above the...
Elie Wiesel spent his early years in a small Transylvanian town as one of four children.
He was the only one of the family to survive what Francois Maurois, in his introduction, calls the "human holocaust" of the persecution of the Jews, which began with the restrictions, the singularization of the yellow star, the enclosure within the ghetto, and went on to the mass deportations to the ovens of Auschwitz and Buchenwald. There are unforgettable and horrifying scenes here in this spare and sombre memoir of this experience of the hanging of a child, of his first farewell with his father who leaves him an inheritance of a knife and a spoon, and of his last goodbye at Buchenwald his father's corpse is already cold let alone the long months of survival under unconscionable conditions.
Pub Date: Jan. 16, 2006
ISBN: 0374500010
Page Count: 120
Publisher: Hill & Wang
Review Posted Online: Oct. 7, 2011
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 15, 2006
A horde-pleaser, well-written and full of surprises.
“The Mongols swept across the globe as conquerors,” writes the appreciative pop anthropologist-historian Weatherford (The History of Money, 1997, etc.), “but also as civilization’s unrivaled cultural carriers.”
No business-secrets fluffery here, though Weatherford does credit Genghis Khan and company for seeking “not merely to conquer the world but to impose a global order based on free trade, a single international law, and a universal alphabet with which to write all the languages of the world.” Not that the world was necessarily appreciative: the Mongols were renowned for, well, intemperance in war and peace, even if Weatherford does go rather lightly on the atrocities-and-butchery front. Instead, he accentuates the positive changes the Mongols, led by a visionary Genghis Khan, brought to the vast territories they conquered, if ever so briefly: the use of carpets, noodles, tea, playing cards, lemons, carrots, fabrics, and even a few words, including the cheer hurray. (Oh, yes, and flame throwers, too.) Why, then, has history remembered Genghis and his comrades so ungenerously? Whereas Geoffrey Chaucer considered him “so excellent a lord in all things,” Genghis is a byword for all that is savage and terrible; the word “Mongol” figures, thanks to the pseudoscientific racism of the 19th century, as the root of “mongoloid,” a condition attributed to genetic throwbacks to seed sown by Mongol invaders during their decades of ravaging Europe. (Bad science, that, but Dr. Down’s son himself argued that imbeciles “derived from an earlier form of the Mongol stock and should be considered more ‘pre-human, rather than human.’ ”) Weatherford’s lively analysis restores the Mongols’ reputation, and it takes some wonderful learned detours—into, for instance, the history of the so-called Secret History of the Mongols, which the Nazis raced to translate in the hope that it would help them conquer Russia, as only the Mongols had succeeded in doing.
A horde-pleaser, well-written and full of surprises.Pub Date: March 2, 2004
ISBN: 0-609-61062-7
Page Count: 320
Publisher: Crown
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Dec. 1, 2003
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