Bohumil Hrabal

Bohumil Hrabal (March 28th 1914 with Brno - February 3rd 1997 with Prague) is one of most important the writer S Czech of second half of the 20th century.

Its first publications go back to 1963; it quickly becomes one of the most popular writers of its country. After the Soviet invasion of the summer 1968 which puts an end to the Printemps of Prague, he knows troubles with the censure for “coarseness and pornography” and is interdict of publication. Two of its books are in particular delivered to the rammer in 1970. For this reason, many its works are published in Samizdat.

It is interdict of publication of 1970 to 1976.

It counts among the signatories of the Anticharte and him which had fallen in disgrace at the time from the Printemps of Prague regains the favor of the mode which re-engages the leading process of its works.

It is during this period that he writes his principal masterpieces largely inspired of his life in a style or bores black humor, the grotesque one, the irony, tenderness also and who interferes the commonplace one (or the almost founded charge if it were not here about creative license of “coarseness and pornography”) and slang with the refinement of an extremely poetic language:

Me which was used the king as England
a too noisy loneliness (1976) short and masterly novel in which Hanta evokes its destiny of “destructor” of books at the bottom of its workshop.
the sacrificed hair
weddings in the House (trilogy).

Between 1982 and 1985, it is again interdict of publication.

Bohumil Hrabal dies in Prague the February 3rd 1997 while jumping of the window of the hospital of Bulovka where it is neat.

Onomastic

Does the name of a man influence his destiny?

Bohumil joins together two Slavic roots, “god” and “to like” and brings it closer to the first names Theophilus or Amédée according to whether one prefers the Greek or Latin equivalent.

Hrabal means “that which swept”, “that which (R) piled up”. A patronym suitable altogether enough for the chronicler of the small things of the life, of the facts of no importance which it counts and magnifie.

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