Sexus by henry miller - Ease Reading

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April 26,2025

Debe de ser uno de los libros más cansadores que he leído. Es una mezcla extraña de sexo, reflexiones existenciales sobre la maldad del hombre y los actos del narrador/autor que comete, todos básicamente amorales, que lo llevan a tener sexo con mujeres que luego lo obligan a caer en un juego existencial de autotortura. Miller escribe de manera maestra, pero no pasajes bien escritos no justifican capítulos enteros a describir lo puta de su ex esposa y como follarla lo lleva a deprimirse porque engaña a su nueva esposa. O cosas del estilo. O, más simple, no me mató tanto.

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KillRoy

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April 26,2025

Miller scrie fără ocolișuri, învelind în aura ficțiunii zbuciumul său interior pe un exterior sfărâmat ce i-au dat puterea, în final, să ajungă la nivelul creator mult dorit.

Mult sex, multă metafizică, multă critică a societății printr-un limbaj ce te atrage încă de la primele pagini. Un suprarealist înrădăcinat în real.

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pooey__lofl

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April 26,2025

As a no-holds-barred relic of the sleazy 1920s, this is an audacious text, marred by passages of sublime arrogance, outrageously boring prose soup, and inane porn scenes. Miller’s status as a provocateur is well-earned, his style a frenetic mash-up of Dostoevsky, Lawrence and Selby. Sexus is incoherent, meandering and shameless, but compelling and unavoidably stimulating.

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Samisphere

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April 26,2025

I bought this book as a souvenir for a trip to New York - it seemed more relevant and memorable than picking up one of those $5 I *heart* NY t-shirts peddled at every tourist stop and street stand in the city.
I knew what i was getting myself into, having read portions of the diary of Anais Nin... and Mr. Miller did not disappoint. I'm still reeling from everything that's in the book, most of which i feel was lost on me. But if you read with a certain amount of surrender, not unlike that required to listen to a crazy person in a bar, you'll catch moments of startling lucidity. Of course it's some of the raciest erotica i've read, but it's much more relevant to human experience than some smutty porn that calls itself literary.

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Rokudo30

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April 26,2025

BEST book EVER!!!!

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SushiSuperLover

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April 26,2025

Henry Miller always writes with a surge of life being pushed through his pen. His stories, countless stories, always with another point of view - at one moment, as an all-knowing superior man, and the next, as a good-for-nothing, useless piece of garbage that's floating about the air. He's all too ready to express his truth, even when it doesn't serve him favorably. Who can't relate?
Sex is part of life. The view that Henry Miller is attempting to show himself off as some kind of Casanova has never come through to me. He writes objectively, as if to say 'Yeah, it happened. This is what it was.' and before you know it, he's gallanting into some other room, all together unconcerned with the scene he was just inextricably a part of.
Who hasn't received something from reading some Henry Miller? You can learn to live from his books, if even a small compartment of your life.

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Zize

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April 26,2025

'Me and my mates' writing at its best. Autobiographical notes of a sociopath. Miller's objectification of EVERYBODY leads to some remarkably insightful observations on human interaction, as well as some highly graphic yet convincing and frequently arousing sex scenes. Miler does not exclude himself in his clinical dissection of flaws, insecurities and delusions, making his writing peculiarly compelling. Ironically it is the sections (thankfully few) where Miller moves away from specifics in favour of universals that he reveals his greatest weaknesses, both as writer and human being. The strained use of metaphorical and symbolic language in these stream of consciousness passages is sometimes painfully monotonous. The content, reeking of the orientalist pre-occupations and sexual/racial prejudices of his time and milieu appear at best dated and at worst offensive to a 21st century sensibility. Ultimately it is the intimate specifics of Miller's writing, particularly the physicality of sex and the pretensions revealed in social interaction that endure.

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