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Robert Hughes
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Barcelona

Robert Hughes


9781860468247

Harvill


History;
European history;
Travel writing


Paperback

576 pages

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Robert Hughes has been visiting Barcelona since the 1960s and he has written an epic tribute to a city he loves. He tells the story of the growth of this Mediterranean metropolis from its origins as a Roman colonial town to the twentieth century, examining its relationship to the rest of Catalunya, to Spain and to the wider European world. Much of Barcelona s history is reflected in its architecture and Hughes builds his history around the stones of the city but his account is also rich in political and military drama and the actions of remarkable personalities. He introduces the reader to Barcelona s painting, poetry, folklore, language, food and much more. He also addresses the paradoxical question of Catalan identity, a people simultaneously so Spanish and yet so un-Spanish. Hughes s Barcelona has become, as it deserves to be, the standard work on the city in English.

By:   Robert Hughes
Imprint:   Harvill
Country of Publication:   United Kingdom
Edition:   New edition
Dimensions:   Height: 198mm,  Width: 129mm,  Spine: 42mm
Weight:   469g
ISBN:   9781860468247
ISBN 10:   1860468241
Series:   Panther S.
Pages:   576
Publication Date:   August 2002
Audience:   General/trade ,  ELT Advanced
Format:   Paperback
Publisher's Status:   Active


This historical-cultural treatise on the Catalan capital arrives in time to prime tourists for the 1992 Olympics--although the city's parking problems will almost certainly not be solved by then. An observant and penetrating writer, Hughes, art critic for Time , conveys an exciting sense that he is reserving yet more opinions than are unleashed. He records and comments on the various myths of catalanisme , noting that Barcelona's reputation for dissidence should not be mistaken for leftism; rather, it reflects the indelibly bourgeois city's unquiet alienation from the dominant Castilian state. But even if Hughes served up history less capably, it would be hard to fumble with a subject so abundantly stocked with anecdotal plums. The author is very well versed in the general domain of the arts and letters; he is at his best, however, discussing architecture. Throughout the architectural history of Barcelona, authentic cultural expression faces off with a philistine instinct for ``restoration,'' and Hughes pointedly communicates his anguish over it. In all, the sense that after 2000 years Barcelona's character is still forming gives the work a special impact. (Publisher's Weekly)




After a rousing introduction that touches on the Spanish Civil War and Miro, Gaudi, and the Barcelonese mania for design and its folk-pride in seny (well-proportioned common sense), coexisting with its tradition of intense, wrenching civic change, of long-shot gambles and risky endeavors, Hughes plunges into the history of the city and of Catalunya entire - and is all but lost in its swamp thereafter. Understandably wishing to replicate his deserved success with The Fatal Shore (1986), Hughes takes Barcelona chronologically. But where the Australian epic of the earlier book was one of remade identities and turbulent national narration, Hughes here is faced with more frozen layers of culture and provincial self-regard. He goes at it painstakingly - all the names and dates are here, from the Romans onward - yet the result is deprived of Hughes's signature clash and vector. There are fine historical cameos - ever hear of Narcis Monturiol and his pioneering submarines, proof of Barcelona's helpless but also wonderful addiction to modernity? - but Hughes also must address himself to literature (the Catalan language being so important a determinant to the culture), and when he does this he seems to lose the confidently acerbic snap that his visual-art and architecture prose has ( The language of L'Atlantida is rich, sonorous, imbued not only with rhetorical grandeur but with intimate precision of observation and feeling ). The Gaudi section, which is very good, comes only at a very long book's end, by which time you are weary, and less involved than its great subject merits. (Kirkus Reviews)

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