Rococo or funny birds (entertainment).
FALSE Standard| N° d'inventaire | 22390 |
| Format | 13 x 21 |
| Détails | 430 p., paperback with flaps. |
| Publication | Paris, 2018 |
| Etat | Nine |
| ISBN | 9791096939039 |
They thought he had the head of a raven, and he made himself a raven. Le Corbusier had chosen a name reminiscent of a birdcatcher. He was extraordinary, a propagandist, an artist, an immensely talented architect. A colossal statue had been erected to him. He reigned. And now, on the fiftieth anniversary of his death, his monument was cracking. Clouds of hostile articles appeared around the world. The memory of his pre-war connections and his eighteen months in Vichy was peeping through the cracks. His taste for authority, his urban planning, funereal birds. What was supposed to be a commemoration became a trial. François Chaslin, whose essay "Un Corbusier" is one of those that triggered this epidemic of ready-made ideas, accusations, condemnations, and bad faith, returns here to intellectual mores as we observe them, particularly in the age of social networks. Defamation, plagiarism, mass judgment and the search for scandal, nonsense, and resentment have taken on a new role. This work, erudite and funny, is a call for a history that would be free, without taboos, without sad passion or rancor. Many birds appear in it, ugly or graceful, fragile or cruel, Dionysian or perfectly idiotic, which make a garland for it and envelop it in the rustling of fables, myths, and poems.
They thought he had the head of a raven, and he made himself a raven. Le Corbusier had chosen a name reminiscent of a birdcatcher. He was extraordinary, a propagandist, an artist, an immensely talented architect. A colossal statue had been erected to him. He reigned. And now, on the fiftieth anniversary of his death, his monument was cracking. Clouds of hostile articles appeared around the world. The memory of his pre-war connections and his eighteen months in Vichy was peeping through the cracks. His taste for authority, his urban planning, funereal birds. What was supposed to be a commemoration became a trial. François Chaslin, whose essay "Un Corbusier" is one of those that triggered this epidemic of ready-made ideas, accusations, condemnations, and bad faith, returns here to intellectual mores as we observe them, particularly in the age of social networks. Defamation, plagiarism, mass judgment and the search for scandal, nonsense, and resentment have taken on a new role. This work, erudite and funny, is a call for a history that would be free, without taboos, without sad passion or rancor. Many birds appear in it, ugly or graceful, fragile or cruel, Dionysian or perfectly idiotic, which make a garland for it and envelop it in the rustling of fables, myths, and poems.