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Jurgen by James Branch Cabell

serranouaille's review against another edition

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5.0

Llegué a ella por unas pocas alusiones y me alegro de no haber sabido nada, porque pude dejarme llevar y disfrutar de las sorpresas. Tremendamente imaginativa, ingeniosa, traviesa, iconoclasta, incluso a veces de una profundidad filosófica insólita para la fantasía. Leería todo lo demás que ha escrito Branch Cabell de no ser porque esta es su única novela traducida al castellano.

zobeet's review

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3.0

This book was nothing more than a somewhat cynical, never serious story of a self centered man and the vacuous women he practices serial monogamy with, but I kept reading to the end.

kerry_handscomb's review against another edition

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adventurous challenging lighthearted mysterious reflective fast-paced

5.0

Jurgen was originally published in 1919, the first of James Branch Cabell's great pure fantasies. Cabell placed Jurgen as the sixth volume in the Storisende edition of the Biography of the Life of Manuel, between Chivalry and The Line of Love. More significant, perhaps, is that Jurgen forms kind of a trilogy with Figures of Earth and The Silver Stallion. These three works, together with Cabell's three witch-woman novellas—The Music from Behind the Moon, The White Robe, and The Way of Ecben—are the very best of Cabell, in my opinion.

The edition that I read was published by John Lane The Bodley Head in 1921 with beautiful photogravure illustrations by Frank C. Papé. My particular copy of this edition was rebound in leather, with the legend "Anne's Book, 23 July 1927" stamped in small gold letters on the front cover. I have often wondered who Anne was, and whether Jurgen was a single favourite book or whether it was one of a whole library of books bound in this fashion. The date formatting indicates she was probably British rather than American, but that's as far as I can guess.

Cabell's cosmology envisions Koshchei the Deathless, "he who made all things as they are,"  as the supreme god or principal. Jurgen, a the middle-aged pawnbroker and part-time poet, encounters a monk who has stubbed his toe and is cursing the Devil in consequence. Jurgen is a self-confessed "monstrous clever fellow," and he argues with the monk in support of the Devil. As a reward, Koshchei, as the  Devil, spirits away Jurgen's nagging wife, makes Jurgen again a young man, and sets him off on a series of fantastic romantic adventures.

Jurgen proceeds to seduce some of the most beautiful women in myth and legend, including Guinevere, Anaïtis the Sun's daughter (who is also the Lady of the Lake of Arthurian legend), the Hamadryad Chloris,  Count Emerick's sister Dorothy la Desirée (who is both a daughter of Dom Manuel and confusingly also Queen Helen of Troy), Queen Dolores the Phillistine, Florimel the demon, and so on.

Cabell often uses sexual innuendo, but in an amusing way that may appear harmless to us now, more than a century after the book was written. Nevertheless, Jurgen was subject of a prosecution  for obsenity soon after its publication, though perhaps less for its sexual content than Cabell's irreverent approach to Christianity. Through his adventures Jurgen successively promotes himself to Duke, Prince, King, and Emperor. Finally, after a time in Hell and a dalliance with Satan's wife, Phyllis, Jurgen  ascends to Heaven as the Pope. Cabell presents both Heaven and Hell as useful human inventions, at least in the sense of the romantic spirit that he describes in his book of philosophy and literary theory, Beyond Life.

In a dream, while cohabitating with the Hamadryad in an oak tree, Jurgen encounters Horvendile and Perion, the latter of course the chivalrous hero from Domnei. Horvendile, Jurgen, and Perion argue about the respective attractions of Dom Manuel's three daughter, Etarre, Dorothy, and Melicent. In this conversation, Horvendile remarks, 

"You look some day to come to Koshchei, as you call the Author. That is easily said, and sounds excellently. Ah, but how will you recognise Koshchei? and how do you know you have not already passed by Koshchei in some street or meadow? Come now, King Jurgen" said Horvendile and still his young face wore an impish smile; "come, tell me, how do you know that I am not Koshchei, who made all things as they are?" (p. 192)

Cabell is fairly explicitly telling us that this Koshchei, or the Devil, is also Horvendille, who is a major influence in Figures of Earth and The Silver Stallion—a figure in the background who orders everything. Moreover, Horvendile is effectively an alter ego of the author himself. So, yes, Cabell has cast himself as the Devil in Jurgen!

In the end, Jurgen meets up again with Koshchei, who again tempts him with some of the beautiful women of myth and legend. However, Jurgen turns them all down in favour of a return to his old life as a pawnbroker with his plain, nagging wife Lisa—of whom he is unaccountably fond.

In the end, therefore, the story of Jurgen cycles back to its beginning. Cabell uses the same device in Figures of Earth, but perhaps with even more success in the latter book, as Dom Manuel's memories of his fantastic life and rise to power are washed away, and he once again becomes a swineherd dreaming beside the Pool of Haranton.

Jurgen is certainly the best known of Cabell's books, largely because of the court case in the early 1920's, which made Cabell and his books household names. Nevertheless, as the first of Cabell's great fantasies, and close to his very best, Jurgen deserves to be remembered and read for its merits alone. I slightly prefer the somewhat lighter and perhaps more nearly perfect Figures of Earth, but there is little to choose between these three, if we include the third volume in this pseudo-trilogy, The Silver Stallion

jenmcgee's review

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5.0

I’m not sure how exactly to review Jurgen, or Branch Cabell’s works in general. It’s bawdy (it got banned for obscenity, although everything in it is innuendo and wordplay) and melancholy, funny and cynical all at once. The middle aged pawnbroker Jurgen gets back a year of his youth and spends it seducing a variety of lovely semi-mythical women, forgetting each one entirely when he goes on to the next one. Jurgen himself is a fantastically unreliable narrator, and it’s made pretty clear that his lady-loves are generally nowhere near as naive and gullible as he thinks they are. While his body is young, Jurgen’s soul remains middle-aged, and the tale eventually becomes a bittersweet reflection about ideals and reality—the passage where he eventually gets to Heaven and discovers how and why Heaven was created is beautifully sad. It’s a weird, fun, haunting book, very difficult to summarize, but also difficult to forget.

themadnessofsam's review

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2.0

I don't think I am cut out for reading really old books. Supposedly this book is really really funny. But I was lost for most of it. I did see some of the jokes as they zipped over my head, so I guess they were probably real zingers in the 1920s.

They say this book helped to found the epic fantasy genre and I guess I can see that, so I owe it something.

piratebear's review

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4.0

Jurgen: I suddenly transgresssed into my youth and got transported into another world because my wife ran away; guess I should bone everything with legs.

Literally read like some Japanese isekai light novel but was written in the 1920s.

irongold's review

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4.0

I can just imagine Jurgens gravestone eulogy:

Here lies Pawnbroker/Duke/Prince/King/Emperor/Pope Jurgen, a monstrously clever fellow who would try any drink once, and wants you to remember that nobody noes what goes on in the dark.

Notable Quotables:
You may be right in all matters, and certainly, I cannot presume to say you are wrong, but still, at the same time…NO.

Hell was hilarious, with it being run by a (demo)cracy and all. Funny that all the younger demons wanted Satan to surrender and be bound by God so they wouldn’t have to work, cause apparently all the damned in hell were given such consciences that they wanted to be tortured for their sins, and once Satan was bound no one would die.

Wasn’t a fan of the description of heaven as an old woman’s illusion made up so she can talk to dead relatives, so lost a star. Also, some monstrously clever innuendoes sprinkled throughout.

bakudreamer's review

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3.0

" Now I do perceive, " said Jurgen, " that Hell is pretty much like any other place. "

phantominblue's review

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3.0

I got this audiobook because it was part of the Neil Gaiman Presents line of audiobooks on Audible. And, being the Gaiman fan that I am, I've listened to a number of the books from that group and they've all been... interesting. This is by no means my favorite book from that set, but it was very interesting.
As happens with older books, it was a little dry for my taste. I'm also far from certain that I got all of the humor of the book, but some of it was obvious and carried even to modern times. I got a number of laughs out of his ribbing of the US.

In short, I liked it alright but I didn't love it and I'd recommend it only with caveats. But I'd still recommend it to the right people.