Ernest Hemingway is the stupidest great writer who ever lived, and perhaps the meanest.

I reread “A Moveable Feast,” over the weekend because I was in bed with a cold and I needed something that wasn’t mentally challenging. I had not read the book in 40 years. It is a memoir of Hemingway’s life in Paris in the 1920s and it is a mean-spirited book. He writes nasty things about people who thought they were his friends, people who helped him  – Scott Fitzgerald, Gertrude Stein, John Dos Passos, Sara and Gerald Murphy. He belittles Ford Madox Ford, a better writer than Hemingway could hope to be. He heaps praise on the character of Ezra Pound, the notorious anti-semite.

I came away from the book feeling sullied. He wrote one good novel (certainly not as good as Gatsby) and a few good short stories and novellas. He is vastly overrated and his manly-man “philosophy” is laughable. I don’t like Hemingway

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  1. kapadukka

    Thomas pynchon is undeniably the greatest Ameriacan author of all time. Gravity’s Rainbow is the work that all artists should aspire to. The only one who could hope to unseat him is Poe.

    Hemingway (and Fitzgerald and Faulkner) are each great writers, but to appreciate their work one needs to understand that it was written somewhere in the neighborhood of 80 years ago. Does anyone these days seriously decry William Shakespeare as a racist or sexist?

    Writing is an art and needs to be viewed in context, not through some self righteous 20th century looking glass.

    February 2nd, 2013 11:54 pm

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