On May 11, 1916 was born in La Coruna, Spain, the controversial writer who would receive the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1989, and whose work inspired feelings for his alarmist character. Collaborator of Franco, garrulous, provocative and contemptuous of his colleagues, the centenary of his birth will be celebrated with an edition uncensored The hive and two other volumes.
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Camilo Jose Cela arrived in suit and tie to the studies of Spanish Television (TVE), they polvearon face and waited patiently indication of the technicians to sit by the interviewer. After a few announcements, cameramen focused on the midplane and conversation, live and live, she began with the appropriate courtesies. Two minutes later, Mercedes Mila, host of the program Good Night , asked:
What things have told you that you have not done
How? Mila interrupted, puzzled.
Yes, yes. If you bring me a basin and show it
It’s saying. ¿Grab a bowl with half liter of water, sits up and absorbs
Yes?. And this makes it very few people, huh? And this is true about me, nobody says.
That night in 1982, Cela countersigned primetime his reputation scatological. It had been almost 20 years since the publication of Izas, lifelines and colipoterras , typology of prostitutes who scandalized the Franco regime; your erotic Encyclopedia had made the Spain of the Transition “was put slutty”; and they had been published two volumes of his Secret Dictionary , about penises, testicles and a series of “rude” words. So then this man who on May 11 would have turned 100 years old, had already established himself in the spectrum of Spanish literature and was recognized even by those who do not read. However, behind that character he created and lavished, was a literary production that would be awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature. Because, as “the incarnation of the most vile, brutal, scatological and macho Spain carpetovetónica was, at the same time, an amazing and audacísimo writer, owner literary critic Ignacio Echevarría says, a narrative project developed over six decades with perseverance, rigor and demand almost no paragon in the Spanish tradition. “
Camilo Jose Cela was a child expelled from several schools of nuns and monks who learned to read until he was seven years. He was born in a village in the province of La Coruña (Galicia) called Iria Flavia, but soon took him to live in the port of Vigo and then to Madrid. He was about to finish high school when he became ill with pulmonary tuberculosis and remained interned in a center for almost two years. That period influenced his literary vocation as being confined to a hospital bed the best I could do to pass the time was read. He read the classics and Jose Ortega y Gasset. He read as if the books were a lifesaver.
began studying Medicine at the Complutense University of Madrid, but soon leave listener classes poet Pedro Salinas, at the Faculty of Philosophy and Letters, because the boy wanted to teach the teacher poems he had written in his spare time. Salinas guided him with advice and Cela was clear that his fate would write.
That was when the Civil War broke out and was called to join the national side, with Francisco Franco at the front. He was wounded in the first battle and when he recovered, was officially declared “full useless” for military work. Then, in April 1938, he wrote a letter to the Police Corps Research and Monitoring to offer as an informer of “colleagues behaviors against the homeland.” They called for censorship of publications and, in addition to that role, did not hesitate to suggest who to bribe to “widen the group of intellectuals who were loyal to the system.”
He finished the war and Galician young it was aimed to study law. But his true passion remained the letters and began to write his first novel, to be published in 1942: Family of Pascual Duarte , a work with a style described as “alarmist”, which abound violent, gruesome and sordid scenes and with which, for many, revived the Spanish literature after the Civil War “officially”. But in those postwar years, full of hunger and obscurantism, the books had hit very few and he was already a married man (with Rosario Conde: his wife and secretary and assistant and confidant) and soon would be born his only son, Camilo José Cela Conde. So the writer had no choice but to make a living keystroke. He began to collaborate in newspapers Up and La Vanguardia (without getting into politics, of course. Only flaunting of manners and landscaping Spanish). These items served him to eat and at the same time, to exercise his literary style and have greater resonance among the public, something that would focus until the last day of his life.
That “daily fight by garbanzo “, as he referred to this period was affected when he was cast of La Vanguardia for not wanting to talk about the” goodness “of the International Eucharistic Congress held in Barcelona in 1952. in addition, one year before censorship had banned publication of the hive , “for its abundance of erotic scenes” (the novel, however, would leave a print shop in Buenos Aires and criticism Spanish would be set forward on it). A dictator would save economic difficulties. No Franco, but one across the pond. Marcos Perez Jimenez, who invited him to write the literary history of Venezuela
“By then Cela was a well known author. His Journey to the Alcarria was one of the most important books of travel literature in Spanish and verbal ease, humor, manners and rants had made a deep impression among the people of the whole country. Abroad, The hive , a testament of the war, had emerged as one of the great contemporary authors of Spain, one writing from inside, too, and not from exile, like many others who had gone after the war. Admission to the Royal Academy of Language consolidated as one of the sages of the words and he loved to play that role, “says Ignacio Echevarría.
Dead Franco, his choice to join the Constitutionalist cuts (by appointment of king Juan Carlos) and his constant presence in the media, Camilo Jose Cela became a recognized and essential character of the Spanish public life. One day, while on his way to the Hotel Ritz in Barcelona, a couple of thugs approached him to rob him, but when they saw the face of his victim only hit upon to say “excuse me, Don Camilo, we had not recognized” and went instantly . I used to lean on his fame to be several licenses. Once, the journalist Pilar Trenas came with cameras TVE (Spanish television company only until 1990) Cela home for “a relaxed and relaxed interview”. They were both chatting on the edge of the pool house and suddenly, Trenas asked what would seem that a large woman approached him to tell him to make a child. Cela laughed, said “what a crock!” And pushed the reporter threw the water.
His ego had grown too and tried to impose on everything and everyone. With their linguistic chicanery, especially. During one of the sessions constitutionalists 1977, when democracy is buttressed to banish completely the dictatorship, Cela fell asleep in his seat. The president of the Senate said, raising his voice into the microphone: “Mr. Cela is asleep.” Everyone turned to him and he reacted quickly: “No, Mr. President. He was not asleep but sleeping. ” The president replied: “Is not the same be asleep than sleeping?” The answer of the writer was blunt: “No, Mr. President. Neither it is being fucked fucking “.
Their aspirations always pointed to the top. On another occasion, in the midst of a gathering of writers, he blurted, “You’ll see how in a time receive the Nobel and go to pick accompanied by a young blonde woman”. “Prophecy” was fulfilled in 1989, when he went to Stockholm to do exactly that with his then new couple, journalist Marina Brown (young and blonde). Count the writer and journalist Juan Cruz shortly before he received the highest literary award, the author of Pavilion rest was dedicated to revile the new generation of writers who started I outshine him (Antonio Muñoz Molina, Javier Marias). “He said he was an official move by the socialist government of Felipe González to set it aside and El País had been paid to it by publishing an article by Julio Llamazares, where it is critical that everyone thank him and were walking saying he had no successor because young writers then had no talent. I went to Stockholm to cover the Nobel Prize for the newspaper and Marina Brown put obstacles did not stop because he did not like what she considered ‘anti Cela means’ were present there. Camilo then came and said, ‘must be left to work in peace Juanito’. I then finished off his ear and, ‘but get me the body of Julio Llamazares’. It bothered him deeply criticized him! “
The commemoration of the centenary of this” man with a paunch and a mouth full of statements “as defined once the journalist Cesar Gonzalez Ruano, being rather discreet . The foundation that bears his name, first managed by Marina Brown and now by the son of Nobel, Camilo Jose Cela Conde (after both contended in court for control of the foundation and inheritance), has announced a reissue totally “uncensored” of the hive , the publication of an anthology of his newspaper articles and a selection of his sent, especially to his first wife letters, as well as conducting some lectures in universities to pay tribute to him and all of his work. Perhaps he would have liked something more pompous and extravagant.
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