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Praise for Henry Miller: 'American literature begins and ends with the meaning of what Miller has done.' Lawrence Durrell 'I regard Henry Miller as a master.' Colin MacInne Praise for 'Sexus': 'A huge, sprawling narrative of Miller's life in New York, "Sexus'"culminates in a description of an orgy as remarkable for its account of the author's powers of sexual endurance asPraise for Henry Miller: 'American literature begins and ends with the meaning of what Miller has done.' Lawrence Durrell 'I regard Henry Miller as a master.' Colin MacInne Praise for 'Sexus': 'A huge, sprawling narrative of Miller's life in New York, "Sexus'"culminates in a description of an orgy as remarkable for its account of the author's powers of sexual endurance as for its versatility. Interspersed are descriptions of his friends, some of them extremely funny and all of them lively. The lack of inhibition and genteel or moral restraint with which Miller describes these various characters gives "Sexus" a unique vitality. Miller cannot be pompous, a rare virtue, and his honesty is absolute.' Spectator...

Title : Sexus
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Number of Pages : 506 Pages
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Sexus Reviews

  • Matt
    2019-04-12 02:29

    I'm an artist, blah blah blah blah blah, I have promiscuous sex, blah blah blah blah blah, my wife is a lesbian, blah blah blah blah blah, I just got some genital warts, blah blah blah blah blah, banged my wife's lesbian lover, blah blah blah blah blah, I'm a poet, blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah....

  • MJ Nicholls
    2019-04-17 21:35

    Jesus. Just Jesus. Jesus wept. I think that’s enough review in itself, but I have to spill a little about Miller. Someone on the internets told me I wrote like Miller three moons ago, and having finished Sexus, I want to hunt them down and gore them. First things first: I don’t write pornographic scenes with a vaginal fixation every twenty or so pages where the women have nineteen orgasms and beg to be pronged upon the narrator’s almighty winkle. Well, not anymore. Second: I don’t philosophise at length in the flabbiest, most verbose prose imaginable, where the artist laments a world that shuns his greatness and free-love philosophies, his rampant misogyny, racism and general beastliness. Not now, at least. And I don’t make my protagonists hard-drinking walking cocks with delusions of greatness who stage hardcore action in roach-infested Bronx slums every two minutes, and cuss the idiocy of all those not Henry Miller the next. 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 completely inane porn scenes. I understand Miller’s status as a provocateur in his own time, but today his writing is a ludicrous mash-up of Dostoevsky, Lawrence and Selby. Sexus is incoherent, meandering and shameless, but oddly compelling. Rather like lovemaking itself. At least when I do it. Don’t read him. Please.

  • Luís C.
    2019-04-03 20:28

    It is an ode to Mara-Mona, that is to say to June, the second wife of the author, which he will celebrate many times in his work.The first chapter opens in the dance hall where, the day before, the narrator has just met a hostess who sells his dances and his company to men alone. From there, Miller leads his reader in a round of characters which he has already made us admire certain samples. I will mention only one name - who does not need comment: the ineffable Kronski.But Sexus is especially an opportunity for Miller to refine his hyper-manly character, able to satisfy all women - or almost. That he is with Mara, who, at a certain moment, asks Kronski "humbly" if "she is really worthy of Henry" (!!!), does not prevent him from fornication on the right and on the left, and even with his lawful wife while both of them started their divorce proceedings. The reader immediately notes that it is almost Maude who asks him.I believe in the American author too much intelligence and subtlety for not having painted in vain such an unflattering portrait of himself. Because he is deeply involved in the story of his life - the fact that he embellishes many details or arranges them in a more theatrical perspective does not detract from this depth - Miller knows he can not back down: this time, he will not be able to content himself with touching the Miller gigolo, the Miller macho, the cowardly coward and running away that he was too. Therefore, with a jovial skill and talent that can not be challenged, the writer then reveals everything that shocks and scandalizes in him as never will the language he loves grow.The most extraordinary is that, throughout these almost 500 pages (pocket edition), we do not think for a moment to plant there Henry, his sex, his blenmorragies, his women, his scams to the money, his blackmail to feelings, his cooking and the unlikely friends he drags in his wake. Sometimes, it's true, we stop, we wonder: let's see, this exhibitionist tightrope who, completely drunk, makes us sneaky up there, on this rope that has the edge of a razor blade, is it really the great Henry Miller? Unbelievable ! Despite all that we already knew about his sexual frenzy, his emotional complications and the man's life he maintained, for example, with Anais Nin, we would never have thought of him...And yet, despite everything, we keep him (the author) a small place deep in our heart. No one is perfect, they say to themselves and at least we can not tax hypocrisy this writer who perseveres to paint in such colors.Ultimate wink addressed to the reader by the text itself: the anecdote that Miller reports on Knut Hansum, one of the authors he loved. I let you discover it, it resembles the part of Miller's shadow: annoying, pitiful, cunning, arrogant and yet so naive that we can not help smiling as we would before the escapades of a poor kid but brilliant. ;O) The first read I were at a first pubescent age.

  • Andrew
    2019-03-23 01:22

    This is such a difficult book to write about because it's so expansive and so forthright in its world view. This is my first foray into Henry Miller and lets just say that it has truly altered my perceptions, and affected my world view. Miller is a nutjob, and often times you can't help but loathe his actions and are revolted by his way of thinking, but this is where he succeeds and makes his strongest victories. Miller's writing is the most confessional personal essay one can imagine. He never shies away from telling us of his more devious visions in order to create a more likeable personality for himself. He strips himself bare and includes his most bizarre sexual and primal impulses. Obviously there is a strong emphasis on the book's sexual proclivities as it was a pivotal moment in the deconstruction of our country's censorship laws, but Miller (I believe) is not trying to be overtly graphic in his sex writing merely to shock people so he can sell more books. In my opinion he includes the sex scenes in all their detailed glory because he wants to give them as much space in his writing as they exist in his world. Sex is a huge part of most people's lives, be it actually having sex or merely thinking about it. Miller was an especially amorous person, so a book about his life is going to contain a lot of sexual writing. Is this a sensational way to write a book? Damn right. But the beauty of Miller is that he couldn't give two shits. He is driven and unrepentant of any of his beliefs. He wasn't trying to start a revolution here, he was just writing the only way he could. And controversial subject matter aside, it's just worth reading for the poetic style of his prose which contains some of the most aesthetically beautiful sentences, forget content, that I have ever read. There are times I would read paragraphs out loud to myself just to hear the way they sounded coming off my tongue. So yeah, I like Henry Miller. He has won me over as a convert and I'm very excited to delve deeper into his other writings.

  • Vit Babenco
    2019-04-01 23:09

    I believe that the trilogy title The Rosy Crucifixion is a free interpretation of the mystical term Rosicrucianism – the Order of the Rosy Cross… Thus Henry Miller is a Rosicrucian and alchemist of passion and the name of the novel Sexus wholly expresses the contents of the book.The best thing about writing is not the actual labor of putting word against word, brick upon brick, but the preliminaries, the spade work, which is done in silence, under any circumstances, in dream as well as in the waking state. In short, the period of gestation.And for the artist of Henry Miller’s calibre this period of gestation and the spade work is an ecstasy of love.His mouth would wreath itself in a veritable mandibular ecstasy; he would work himself up until the very soul of him came forth in a spongy ectoplasmic substance. It was a horrible state of affection, terrifying because it knew no bounds. It was a depersonalized glut or slop, a hangover from some archaic condition of ecstasy – the residual memory of crabs and snakes, of their prolonged copulations in the protoplasmic slime of ages long forgotten.And Henry Miller’s love confessions are a boiling geyser of martyr’s lust.Even being crucified, if one is crucified by love, may be an excruciating delight…

  • AnaVlădescu
    2019-04-13 23:08

    Henry Miller is nothing short of a favorite writer of mine, after just one book. I feel like I discovered a whole new universe between his pages. I feel like I’ve been let in a secret club of people who can feel so deeply that their hearts beat in the spine of the book, who can be filled with so much of anything that their blood oozes in the spaces between letters. To say that I like his writing is an understatement – I fell in love with it. This semi - autobiographical work is, in itself, very good fiction. I’m sure it’s embellished, in true style of every over achieving author, but it’s not embellished to the point where you don’t believe it anymore. The characters are real, they’re human through their flaws, through their denial and acceptance of life’s moments, they are a bunch of “characters” in the real sense of the word: people whom you find hard to believe you would see on the street, in your neighborhood, because such individuals could only gravitate around someone like Miller. He is the center piece of this trilogy, and by all means, he has to be. His portrayal of himself is pathetic: he’s a man of a thousand vices, of which just the first are women and alcohol, he is weak in his will to do anything except for laying around and having fun, he is defined, ultimately, by his cowardice and laziness. How, can you ask, is he then the great man that I advertise him to be? Well, he’s a genius - the way he writes beggars belief. I could not have expected more out of his work, and I feel sad that I haven’t read him earlier. There might be people out there who find his style shallow and empty, as his life was all about himself, sex, himself, literature, himself, sex, alcohol, sex.. you get the point. But I beg to differ – even in his most dirty episodes, those that give feminists heart attacks, he never shames women, never debases them. They are, to him, part of the few things beautiful in this world, part of what is to be worshipped, be it that his prayers come in the form of sex (did I say he had a lot of sex?). In order to understand his take on women better, I advise anyone interested to read his correspondence with his wife, Anais Nin. They are exquisitely beautiful declarations of love and you can recognize his penmanship in there, as well. To “Plexus”, I say!

  • Praj
    2019-04-19 22:13

    Henry Miller quotes,"Whatever I do is done out of sheer joy; I drop my fruits like a ripe tree. What the general reader or the critic makes of them is not my concern." Maintaining Henry’s charm; let the perversity surge.Ladies and gentlemen, I am Henry Miller and I’m in a gratifying allegiance with my penis. I LOVE TO FUCK!!! Screw every pussy in town!! YooHoo!! My ex-wife is a lesbian! Yay!! I fucked my wife’s lesbian lover; for years! Whoa! Aren’t I an uncouth, sordid dirty little bastard?Things you ought to discern about my book - Sexus.1) Sexus is the first volume of the Rosy Crucifixion trilogy. The series is based on my factual life experiences amid my metamorphosis of being a novelist. Predominantly, it is my sexual navigation of an exotic creature – Mara; not before circumnavigating Irene, Sylvia and numerous dripping lassies. Irene that horny cunt can make a man bleed. No wonder her husband is paralytic. She must have twisted his cock off. Poor Ulrich couldn’t keep up with the all night orgy. Sylvia on the other hand is dull as ditch water. Mara, that bitch can get me barmy giving me a hard on even when I’m looking at the bitter hag -my wife. I am so hung up on her blowjobs and taxi quickies, I overlook that she is an impetuous liar.2) Maude my present wife is such a wrench. Fucking her makes me feel like a necrophiliac. Although it is not a nuisance as I can bang any crap with a hole, yet her customary snide of me being a promiscuous prick, not caring about the family or my child smacks the shit out of me.3) My cronies- Dr. Kronski, Ulrich (my sidekick in sexual burlesque), Stanley, etc.. are a bunch of sympathetic drunks with suicidal or fatal aspirations, except get them some twirling willowy legs and they can hump like rabbits.4) Sex is one of the nine reasons of reincarnation. So, each time I get a stiff bulge in my pants I come across ways to attain salvation.5) If the frequent usage of racially provocative or prejudiced language astounds the proverbial reader, chew a nickel and get on with it. I can’t help if I’m the cruelest sexist asshole.6) At times when my penis does not take a call, I do manage to pen down sensible libretto arguing the significance of being a writer and life as we call it. However, me being a narcissistic prick, eventually the narration embellishes all-night orgy sessions with couple of lou-lous and Ulrich.7) Several readers consider me to be a pervert dickhead while some contemplate about my genius collaboration of imaginative intelligentsia. Yes! My common sense does take a hike at times, but that’s who I am – a raunchy, egoistical mastermind of sexual emancipation.Hush Miller! We get it! You are as horny as a three-balled tomcat with a swamped gutter mouth.In conclusion, as to sum it all up, Sexus is a freakishly fascinating reserve.

  • Rose
    2019-04-10 21:35

    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.

  • وائل المنعم
    2019-04-03 20:32

    I intended to give it 3 stars but because of the last 2 chapters - almost 50 pages - i decided that it deserve the 4 stars.The big difference between "Sexus" and his first two gems "Tropic of Cancer" and "Tropic of Capricorn" is that here there's a lot of sex without any aesthetic or artistic purposes. Also many times i feel he constrained the events and encounters with other characters. his ordinary nonsense about life and women reach another high limit.He still got the great talent of a bohemian artist, still use the most remarkable language among American novelists. You can keep reading for many successive hours without felling boring except for the unnecessary porn scenes.The most remarkable parts in Sexus are :- When he tried to get rid of Maude by convincing her ex-lover to save her from him.- The party he arranged for his friends when he got the bonus.- His definition of creation and creativity.- How Melanie got into the book.- His dream of Una.- Kent Hamson's letter.- Finally the most beautiful parts i've ever read by Miller until now is the last 50 pages which starts with Cleo at Minsky brothers then the two deaths of Osmanli the Turk, and the end with Miller the dog and his woof! woof!.

  • عبدالله ناصر
    2019-04-18 23:30

    ما الذي يمكن قوله في كتاب عنوانه اللاتيني يعني " الجنس " !هذا الكتاب كان ممنوعاً في أمريكا بلد الكاتب نفسه . و قد أحدث صدمة كبيرة استاء منها هنري قائلاً ما هذا الرياء ! لماذا يرفض الناس قراءة ما يقولون و يفعلون ! يقول أنه ليس مهووس بالجنس على عكس العالم ! يؤكد في حواراته أنه ضد الإباحية و مع الفسوق فالأخير صريح على عكس الأول ! و بما أن الجنس جزء أساسي من الحياة فلن يتورع عن كتابته بكل فحش ! الكلمة الأخيرة محببة لهنري .الكتاب هو الجزء الأول من ثلاثيته التي يتناول فيها سيرته الروائية لا الذاتية ! و هنري ينهل بالأساس من معين حياته الغريبة و ترحاله البطوطي إن صح التعبير و بطبيعة الحال من تأملاته . فالكتاب يمكن القول أنه غني بالجنس فاحتمال أن تفتح الكتاب بشكل عشوائي لتجد مقطع ساخن يقارب ال 40 بالمئة ! و هو بعيداً عن ذلك - في الحقيقة هو لا يبتعد بالقدر الكافي - كتاب مليء بفلسفة هنري اللاذعة و سخريته النارية و تأملاته الشاطح منها و المصيب بدقة . يتناول العلاقات الاجتماعية حتى العظم ، كما يهاجم المباديء الحمقاء التي لا بد من التنازل عنها لصالح الحياة . و هو يقدس الحياة و يحب أن يعيشها كاملة حتى أقصى حدّ . يكفي أنه في منتصف الثمانيات من عمره و قبيل وفاته كان مغرماً ! يحب أيضاً تحطيم التابوهات و يباهي بذلك و يعود الفضل أو الإثم له كاملاً في تحرير الكتّاب من بعده . لا شك أن هنري ميللر لا يعرف الوسطية و قراءه لن يتمكنوا من ذلك . فإما كراهية و عداوة أبدية أو حب و تغاضي عن نزواته و طيشه . بالنسبة لي يروق لي أسلوبه و طريقة كتابته البارعة و تشبيهاته السوريالية .

  • Fatema Hassan , bahrain
    2019-04-08 03:09

    " لا توجد عاهرة ذكية ! إن عهر الجسد دليل على ضعف الذكاء " من حِكم هنري ميلر المثير للقلق النفسيهذا الكتاب ليس آمنًا لأصحاب القلوب الضعيفة ممن يعتبرون بطيش نظرًا لحداثة السن و التجربتان الحياتية والقرائية أن الأدب وسيلة إمتطاء لخيال جنسي سويّ أو تحرير و أعادة إحياء لما تكبته السنون في الإنسان من ناحية الجنس ،،هذا كتاب للتحدي ،، تتحدى قدرتك على الإحتمال و تحاول أن تتوازن فكريًا و تعطي التقييم المناسب و أنت تخطو بحذر فوق مجزرة هنري ميلر الجنسية هذه بين علاقته الموشكة على الإنفصال بزوجته و بين عشيقته و مابينهما يزدرد ميلر جيش من النساء ، كنت قد قررت قراءة مجموعة من أعماله ( الكتب في حياتي و الضفيرة و الوشيجة ) لذلك بدأت بهذه الصبوات لأنها الجزء الأول من ثلاثية الصلب الوردي ، حتى إستيائي من هذه التجربة لن يثنيني عن مواصلة مخططي لأنني أعوّل على الجانب الصريح والجريء من تجربة ميلر الجانب الذي يزهو كديك ينازل العالم بألوانه البراقة فحسب،حسنًا لربما كانت تبدو له براقة أكثر من اللازم !..تلك الغطرسة الإلزامية في ثنايا الرواية و الفحولة الغير معالجة بواقعية تجعلك مشدوهًا كقارئ تعلم أن الأمر لا يجري في الحياة كذلك ، ميلر هنا يستخدم الجنس كركيزة روائية سخيفة و كمبدأ الجزرة والعصا و يتوقع الكثير من الانصياع من بهائمية عالم الغريزة ذلك العالم الخزفي كما يصوره ، طريقته في الحديث عن الجنس غير مسلية و مجحفه بحق الجنس ، الجنس كقطعة حلوى يجب أن يحتفظ بها الروائي الخبير في الرّف المناسب من الثلاجة و أي تغيير تصاعدي أوتنازلي يرهق النص و يرهله ، الجنس جاء هنا كعقبة لمنح نصّ ميلر القيمة التي يستحق ، محبطة جدًا البدء بقراءة هذا العمل تحديدًا لميلر دون سواه !..طوّر ميلر نوع مستحدث من السيرة الذاتية بخليط روائي فلسفي ناقدًا لهناتٍ نفسية في صلب المجتمع ، وهذه هي النتيجة و التي قد تتهم كجنس أدبي ماجن لن يتقبله كل القراء بالضرورة ولكن لابد من أن تجد في عشوائيته ميزة تطابق ميولك كقارئ ، رغم ذلك فلميلر هذه اللغة الذهبية التي لا تُملّ و القدرة على إلحاق القراءة النفسية الموجزة و الملائمة و المبرزة للشخصية المهمشة من بين براثن محيطه الجنسي :" أستمع لعزف آرثر ديموند و أدركت أنه إذا قُيض لي أن أعزف البيانو فعليّ أن أتعلم من البداية ، إنتابني إحساس بأني لم أعزف البيانو حقًا طوال عمري ، و طرأ لي شيء مشابه حين قرأت دوستويفسكي أول مرة ، لقد مسح كل الآداب الأخرى " " أراد أن يعيش حياته الخاصة ، وقد فعل ذلك ، لقد عاش حياته بالطول والعرض ، لقد عمل كل شيء ليحطم ذلك الموسيقي البارع الذي خلقته أمّه منه " " ما الحديث إلا ذريعة لأشكال الإتصال الراقية الأخرى ، وعندما لا تؤدي هذه الأشكال وضيفتها يصبح الكلام ميتًا " " لقد ترك أستاذ الموسيقى موسيقاه ليقوّم العالم و لكنه فشل " " العظماء لا يقيمون مكاتب ، لا يطلبون أجراً و لا يلقون محاضرات أو يؤلفون الكتب ، الحكمة صامتة ، و أكثر الدعايات فعالية عن الحقيقة هي القدوة الشخصية " " الخيال هو صوت الجرأة ، إذا كان ثمة شيء إلهيّ عن الله فهو هذا ( لقد تجرأ على تخيل كل شيء ) "

  • Sahar
    2019-04-06 02:27

    صبوات أو سكسوس هي أول الكتب في "ثلاثية الصلب الوردي " والتي تصنف كونها سيرة ذاتية لهنري ميلر ميلر من الرواة القلّه الذين يمتلكون دقة الوصف وقوة التعبير حتى لكأن المشاهد تصوّر أمامك في فيلم طويل .. وطويل جداً .. وهذا ما قد يعيبه .. إذ أن إيقاع الملل يستبد بك حين وتتمكن أنت منه حيناً آخر يحكي الجزء الأول معاناة فشل زواجه وطريقه في الوقوع بحب امرأة أحلامه التي كانت "عاهره" .. وصراع الكبار في وظيفته الصغيره هي بالتأكيد كحياة أي كاتب آخر .. ولكنك ستعشق الكثير من الاقتباسات التي لن تراها إلا تجسّد حالتك بالأمس .. او الآن أو ربما غداً الجدير بالذكر أن روايات هنري كلها +21

  • Wafa
    2019-04-04 01:28

    صَبَــــــوات هنري ميللرHenry Miller by Kalman Aronهنري ميللر هو أحد هؤلاء الملعونين الذين يفرغون أدمغتهم بكل ماتحمله من رصاص في وجهك مباشرة ودون تمويه أو تلون .. هنري ميللر هذا الرجل المجنون يخبرك عن صبواته لا في جلسة سرية معه في مقهى معتم يشغل الموسيقا بصوت مرتفع يمنعك من التركيز فيما يقوله من يرافقك، بل يخبرك بهذه الصبوات بكل تفاصيلها في جلسة علنية وبأعلى صوت يمكن لإنسان أن يجهر به .. هل الصبوات هي ما سيهمك عندما تقرأ هذا الكتاب؟؟ قطعا لا فهنا سترى فلسفة لطالما علمت أن هناك من يحملونها لكنك لم تقابل أحدهم بعد .. هذا رجل يؤمن بأن من يتخلى عن رؤياه يقع في متاهة لا منجاة منها سوى بالموتهذا الرجل فج كمخرز .. يستفزك ويفقدك أعصابك بنخزه المستمر لك لكنك تشكره نهاية على إيقاظه لك .. هذا الرجل يخبرك ما معنى الحياة بكل فجاجة وصدق وصرامة أيضا

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  • Ana Celia
    2019-04-01 03:24

    I tried to finish reading Sexus this weekend, but I just can’t. I wish I could erase it, that I could go back and get the time I spent back. I first took it to read four or five years ago and gave up. I decided to try again thinking maybe I was not ready to read a Miller’s book. I was wrong. I don’t know what category I can put this book. It tries to be a philosophical book like Brothers Karamazov, but all the caracter has to make philosophy is his sexual adventures or lack of good life.I don’t know if my christian thinking and way to see life made me a wrong reader of this book or if it is really that bad, but the fact is that Sexus sucks!It is difficult to follow the line of thought and the sequences at Miller’s life. I could never tell who he is with and why he keeps changing women for he is definitely incapable of love and being faithful. He treats women like things at Sexus and keep going thinking he is some kind of great man.I got boring trying to keep up my mind with the dirty book. I gave up again. I know now this is definitely a book I will never finish reading. And all that I want to read was Nexus because I thought it would be a mix of literature and philosophy. I gave up ever trying to read it too.

  • Michael Nurse
    2019-04-15 21:30

    I loved this book the first I read it. It is a confessional poured out of a spittoon full of of piss, bile, semen, angst, blood, guts and ego. The moments when he meets June Mansfield Smith, Mona, Mara whatever are sublime. The trajectory downward into self humiliation, self deception and utter depravity are rivetting. This is warts and all story telling of one mans defeat in everything he was puruing in life but he continues to spit out his philosophical arguments and his world view at the very moments when he is at his lowest ebb, oblivious to how incongrous this may all seem. The book is a revelation on the duplicity that exists in the human personality and how ego can drive us on when all else has failed. I love this and Nexus and Plexus as well. Worth the effort if youve got the energy to trawl through Miller. Most people dont have the stomach for it.

  • Randi Hope
    2019-04-05 01:12

    I have to admit, I read every Henry Miller book when I was in High School, that was a long time ago. If you want to liberate your repressed sexual appetite- read these books. Although, having done that already, his books seem to be redundant. Sexus seemed to be part of a series of books which are all of HM's books. This book, like many others, describes his sexual escapades, affairs with married women, his incessant mooching and irresponsibility- however, if you are even a little repressed, his life will seem exciting and full of sexual encounters that will make you envious- or want to go out and find lots of people to sleep with. Having said that, if you feel like your life is caving in or monotony and routine are getting the best of you and you don't know how to get out of it- Read Sexus for a jump start.

  • Jared Zehm
    2019-04-20 21:09

    First in the "Rosy Crucifixion" trilogy ~ I can't help but love Henry Miller. He's so full of life. His books get a lot of attention for the sexual content but they are also balanced for love of life's other treats as well. Love of people, love of food, love of life itself ~ although he seems to have a strong hate for the "everyday man's" work and a love-hate relationship with New York ~ I plan on reading as much Miller as I can.

  • Laura-Anne Wright
    2019-04-03 00:23

    The work of Henry miller is in my opinion unsurpassed for opening up a new way of looking at literature. His broad in your face style masks the deeper underlying wants and desires of the human psyche. His wife June wanted Dostoyevsky but Miller could only write as Miller. He remains one of my favorites till this day...the rogue, brash arbiter of American expat writing.

  • Amy
    2019-03-22 22:38

    Henry Miller is one raunchy fella.

  • Kristen Shaw
    2019-04-21 02:34

    It's amazing how predictable the early postmodern aesthetic has become. Sexus reminds me a lot of a pared-down and more accesible version of Beautiful Losers. There are similar themes running through both: sex and the divinity of the body, direct experience taking precedent over intellectualism, the role of the writer in history/as a story-teller, etc. What is funny about this book (and something that also irks me a little bit) is the Bataille-like, self-consciously trangressive tone that reads like what it is - a cocky, self-indulgent writer testing his audience and their limits, while pretending to be sly about it. Miller thinks that he's smarter than he really is, and is constantly making silly sexist comments and thinly veild misogynistic declarations about how women "really are" (and men, for that matter). He's a likeable asshole. This is a good read, an easy read, and between great sex scenes there are long philosophical rants that are beautiful and thought-provoking.

  • Ron Grunberg
    2019-04-17 20:32

    I mention my thoughts here, though I could pick virtually any Henry book. I've read most of them, often a number of times. These books are totally unique, reveries, presentations of how man might live if he only had the notion and carried through on it. These books stand in total juxtaposition to the mind-conditioned state of society. They are free rambles, though carefully plotted and written! They discuss and elaborate on all man's ideas and dreams, crazy actions and adventures--both in real life and in the mind. Ground breaking is to say the least. God how lucky people are who've never read Henry and stumble upon a book like this. What a treat!

  • Jared Hines
    2019-04-22 20:26

    I love getting lost in the jungle of divigations with Miller. Getting lost, finding way, realizing, and repeating. It is an explosion and implosion of the mind. I say jungle but it is more like a web, a spider web of maniacal paths, with Miller in it, of it, around it, shouting, whispering, singing, bleating madly, weeping, singing, singing, singing. I cry with overwhelming joy and other pitiful inexplicable feeling simply thinking of his name and the art he has given us here.In short,"You should def read it, bro."On to Plexus!

  • أحمد شاكر
    2019-04-02 21:21

    رائع أيها الهنري الداعر. الجنس هو قالب ميللر الذي يصب فيه فلسفته ورؤيته الفنية للحياة والنفس. ومع التفاصيل الغير عادية لحياته الجنسية التي يذكرها، أجدني غير مبال بالقائلين: هل هذا مقبول أو غير مقبول، لأن ما يذكره، ويحكيه عن حياته وتلك الحقبة الزمنية من عمر أمريكا، هنا يجعلني أتجاوز تلك النقطة، بلا مبالاة تامة..طبعا، سأستريح، أو بالأحري سآخذ هدنة قبل أن أشرع في المتابعة مع الجزء الثاني من ثلاثيته العجائبية: الصلب الوردي..

  • L.C. Lavado
    2019-04-21 21:20

    BEST book EVER!!!!

  • وليد الشايجي
    2019-03-28 01:27

    هنري يظهر للناس نفسه .. بكل سفاله و طيبه، بكل بساطه وعفويه. تحدث ميلر في هذا العمل باجزائة عن نفسه وعن مجتمعه في اهم حقبه من حقب المجتمع الامريكي

  • AC
    2019-04-18 02:11

    Read this as a youth, of course - not today. But I think that people who want to 'get' Miller should read Sexus, Pexus, and Nlexus - not the Tropics.

  • Rafal
    2019-03-29 00:20

    ​Momentami ta książka jest świetna. Są fragmenty doskonałej, soczystej prozy, w której mnóstwo się dzieje. Jest żywa i brutalna i bardzo sexy. Nie tylko dlatego, że dosadne opisy seksu w różnorakich konfiguracjach są tu na porządku dziennym. Także dlatego, że jest psychologicznie wiarygodna. Ale ponieważ to nie jest zwykła książka, tylko powieść z wielkimi ambicjami, więc ta świetna proza jest przetykana rozmyślaniami dotyczącymi filozofii, psychologii czy nawet teorii literatury. I te fragmenty są czasem okropnie nużące. Niektóre są przemądre a nawet inspirujące (na przykład rozmyślania o wpływie pośladków na charakter człowieka), ale przez niektóre przebrnąłem z trudem. Ta powieść jest niezwykła ze względu na bohaterów i to co się z nimi dzieje. Jest obrazoburcza i musiała w czasach, gdy była publikowana być bardzo szokująca. Ale wygląda to tak, jakby autor chciał uzasadnić łamanie tabu tymi właśnie wstawkami filozoficznymi. Jak by chciał przekonać publiczność, że to nie jest tylko książka o pieprzeniu się ze wszystkimi bezustannie. (Bukowski nie miał tego problemu). Więc lubię w tej książce bezkompromisowość. Ale nie przepadam za przemądrzalstwem. Ale ogólnie cieszę się, że ją przeczytałem i na pewno przeczytam kolejne części. P.S. Ta książka kipi seksem. Ale seksem z początków 20 wieku. Więc młodzież powinna wiedzieć, że stosowane w niej metody antykoncepcyjne to średniowiecze. Nie róbcie tego w domu! Prysznic po stosunku seksualnym nie chroni przed niechcianą ciążą ;-)

  • Richard O'Brien
    2019-03-31 01:18

    You love Miller or you hate him. In my twenties, I was enamored with the Tropics. As far as this book goes, some morsels but hardly enough to sustain one's appetite. Forgetting Miller's position on women for the moment, I am now in my forties and I feel like Miller dabbled in ultimate truths, but never delivered. Also, this is not the kind of novel where one should look to the characters as any source of inspiration or even search for a moment of self-discovery in them. Flawed and scornful as we all can be at times, Miller's characters were indeed but 500+ pages of Miller dreaming about being a great writer peppered with him diddling this woman and that woman along the way was for me rather self-indulgent. Yet, his take on life in the bigger scope of things is not without merit. In some respects, he was much like other great writers seeking answers. But he could keep his id out of trouble long enough to aspire to anything greater. If anything, this trilogy proved for me that Miller was at the height of writing power when he penned The Tropics of Cancer and Capricorn. This novel, for me, details the slow descent into the mundane of a writer who, at least for a short while, was hungry enough to break the mold.

  • Jared Busch
    2019-04-16 21:26

    Some of Miller's most inspiring writing, I think. This is the kind of book you want to come with a highlighter so you can remember where those amazing passages are to quote again and again. That said, it's not for everybody, especially prudes. The gratuitious sex scenes almost turned me off from this book only for their sheer unbelievability and ridiculous frequency... but it all made sense in the end... or rather once I started reading Plexus, which contains absolutely NO sex scenes at all. Sexus covers the period of Miller's life when he was trying very hard to BECOME a writer, that is, work up the nerve to actually write something. Plexus covers the period when he actually does and becomes an artist. So the shift from Sexus to Plexus can be seen as the shift from the carnal to the intellectual life. Of course, it's much more fun to figure it out by reading it. Sorry for the spoiler.