What are your feelings about the new-ish Proust vs. the old silver and black Moncrieff? My impression of Lydia Davis's Swann's Way is that valuable redundancies of language [think: musical] have been sacrificed for appealing, but more compressed, word clusters, which leaves a crick in the book's neck. The Moncrieff flowed better. It seems.
Posted by Sasha at July 25, 2005 10:05 PM | TrackBack