This is no lie, but a manner of speaking, and of entertaining. It is a manner which extends widely into his critical writings, where I have no doubt that some of the mirthless bigger boys among his readers may disapprove of it as one in which it is impossible to tell the truth. James holds that humour can make sense, and that those without humour can’t be trusted. His own critical writings make sense of the first half of that claim, if only because their adversary humour is stronger than their lavish praise, and is hospitable to his best arguments. At the same time, they have their element of risk, as his performances have always had, even the least frantic of these, and it can be said without severity (or humour) that the exhibitions and exaggerations of his criticism, like the ‘unreliability’ of his memoirs, are both a pleasure and a problem. Clive James, polymath critic and poet dies". Nine News. 28 November 2019 . Retrieved 31 October 2021.

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It's one thing to know that a favourite commentator, reviewer and poet is going to die, the announcement of Clive James' illness coming many years ago now, and yet another to get the news that the inevitable has happened. We lost an intelligent, wry, acerbic, deeply thoughtful person from this earth when he died, in what seems inevitable timing for these things - just when you felt we needed him most. McGreevy, Ronan. "Clive James still haunted by death of father after world war". The Irish Times . Retrieved 28 November 2019.

He was also a patron of the Burma Campaign UK, an organisation that campaigns for human rights and democracy in Burma. [66] Personal life [ edit ] He writes well when his subject is not himself (haha, that seems like a mean remark considering this is a memoir, but his writing about the people around him, and his experiences, are what drew me on, not his introspection), and his candid prepubescent/pubescent revelations deserve an award of some kind. My brain fails me as to what. In the first instalment of Clive James's memoirs, we meet the young Clive, dressed in short trousers, and wrestling with the demands of school, various relatives and the occasional snake, in the suburbs of post-war Sydney. His views and his voice here are those of an adolescent male from the 1960s. His unembarrassed talk of children’s and teenagers’ sexual activity, juices and all, is quite startling in its facile crudity, uncomfortable to read, excruciating in places, such as his participation in group sex with the ‘town bike’.

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a b Jeffries, Stuart (27 November 2019). "Clive James obituary". Guardian . Retrieved 28 November 2019.

Beresford, Bruce (8 September 2018). "Bruce Beresford: At last, making the film that obsessed me for 30 years". The Guardian. ISSN 0261-3077 . Retrieved 27 November 2019. In 2013, he issued his translation of Dante's Divine Comedy. The work, adopting quatrains to translate the original's terza rima, was well received by Australian critics. [27] [28] Writing for The New York Times, Joseph Luzzi thought it often failed to capture the more dramatic moments of the Inferno, but that it was more successful where Dante slows down, in the more theological and deliberative cantos of the Purgatorio and Paradiso. [29] Novelist and memoirist [ edit ]

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I still get so impatient with the whole time-consuming business of covering up exposed skin that I will buy the first thing that catches my eye, and that when it comes to shoes the first thing that catches your eye is the last thing you should ever put on your feet.”He pictures himself, convincingly, as a boy who caused a good deal of pain, but who shrank from consciously inflicting it. It is difficult, though, to be the kind of wit who specialises in satirical invective, like the later James, without causing, as well as feeling, pain. A dilemma opens up here which he does not confess but which can be inferred from his confession. You might say that the whole secret of human life is in this dilemma – one orphan biting another, like something out of Dante. In 1999, John Gross included an excerpt from Unreliable Memoirs in The New Oxford Book of English Prose. [31] John Carey chose Unreliable Memoirs as one of the 50 most enjoyable books of the 20th century in his book Pure Pleasure (2000). [32] Television [ edit ] And I can't help but think how much he would have reflected on living past the end moment of the tree itself, but I digress. One secret deserves another, and an orphan’s memoirs will generally have plenty to tell. The next paragraph proceeds: I always enjoyed Clive James whenever he was on telly. He was interesting and funny. I liked the way he spoke, I like his rambling, overwordy, slightly humorous style, and it translates well into this book. I could hear his voice saying it all as though he was reading it to me.

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In a BBC interview with Charlie Stayt, broadcast on 31 March 2015, James described himself as "near to death but thankful for life". [88] In October 2015, he admitted to feeling "embarrassment" at still being alive thanks to experimental drug treatment. [89] Dante Alighieri (2013). Dante's Divine Comedy. Translated by Clive James. ISBN 978-1-63149-107-8. [97]Clive James has in recent years been serialising his struggles with leukaemia in a series he calls ‘Reports of My Death’, which such headlines as ‘My new wheelchair is a thing of beauty and precision’. This is Clive James to a T: beautiful phrasing, unending humour, and the temerity to put himself at the centre of every phase of his life, and assume that interest will follow. It does, because his sentences are that good. James deliberately conceals himself behind a screen of words, unable to come to terms with himself enough to be completely honest, as is reflected in the title.