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Ein Schluck aus der Flasche besiegelt seinen Abstieg. Goodreads helps you keep track of books you want to read. Want to Read saving…. Want to Read Currently Reading Read. Refresh and try again. Open Preview See a Problem? Thanks for telling us about the problem. Diavoluului to Book Page. Preview — Elixirele Diavolului by E. Elixirele Diavolului by E. Manche Romane entfalten, obwohl vor fast Jahren geschrieben, erst heute ihre ganze Wirkung. Hardcoverpages. Published by Leda, Grupul Editorial Corint first published To see what your friends thought diavolulul this book, please sign up.

To ask other readers questions about Elixirele Diavoluluiplease sign up. Lists with This Book. This book is not yet featured on Listopia. View all 17 comments. This is the life story of the Capuchin monk Medardus, written by his own hand. When exactly the story is set is not told, probably sometime in the early 18th century. Dkavolului his monastery Medardus finds a mystical bottle that contains the titular elixir of the Devil.

I think I don’t say too much when I diavolylui that he takes a sip from that bottle. His further life is filled with visions, insanity, murder, sin, wickedness, lust, repentance and all of the rest the ecclesiastical vocabulary has to offer.

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It’s not always easy for the dkavolului to decide what is real and what only happens in the mind of the monk, because there are auditory and visual hallucinations galore in this novel. It’s obviously the author’s intention to leave the reader in the dark about this until the end.

While reading I assumed that Medardus suffers from a degenerative mental disorder, probably something from the broad spectrum of schizophrenia. Those diseases were still unknown at the time the story is set, and were attributed to the temptations of the eternal adversary, a. For the author E. Hoffmann however, the field of psychiatry was apparently not unknown.

Therefore the scenes in which the monk goes mad belong to the strongest ones in the book. Not that strong was the unnecessary complex history of the family. Even in the end I diavooului fully able to comprehend it. Also the disvolului complicated sentence structure was something that bothered me here and there.

Basically I have nothing against long sentences as long as they flow nicely which unfortunately they didn’t in this case. The book was published in and I think the early 19th century German fits the rather dark story pretty well. All in all I found the book too long, but I never meant to abandon it. Is it worth reading? Yes; but with some reservations.

Free version available on zeno. Difficult to summarise but a very fast read, The Devil’s Elixirs is a psychedelic novel of the 19th century with all the elements of the Gothic genre: This is the best book I’ve read in a while and one I’d like to read again in the future.

I took The Devil’s Elixirsthematically, as an exploration of what happens when one tries to live such false dichotomies. No one is perfect, or totally evil, wholly a sinner or a saint: To live a false dichotomy, then, is to be split in two and you get the great occidental doppelganger narrative: The logic seems to be that I can only be one or the other but, if I find I am, at different times, both, then there must be two of me–maybe more.


Maybe it’s also my models, my ancestors, my mentors–look at how many of me there are! I’m practically an infinite number of people! Evil twins, parallel narratives, and generations of characters with the same names repeating endless variations of similar stories proliferate in this wild and wildly recounted first person narrative of a mad or perhaps so utterly sane he’s actually telling the truth monk named Medardus–or maybe Viktorin.

Medardus not only has similar mentors and role models but a double or perhaps alter-ego or maybe he’s only a similar-looking half brother. His own bifurcations get projected on the outside world as well wherein every woman he meets is either a spotless saint or a tempting demon–or both, but only in a troubling back and forth of actions and attitudes. The narrative is as crazy and disorienting as I’m making it sound, but it’s also told in such a matter-of-fact and logical way that it becomes oneiric in the later modernist tradition of Kafka and Bruno Schulz.

The text’s abrupt weirdnesses told in such a deadpan fashion are really disarming at first. Everything that happens in the story keeps coming back around; each event gets experienced, then explained, and then sometimes re-experienced and re-explained, reviewed from other point of view, then interpreted wholly differently than what I took from the narrative’s first presentation of it. The narrative is therefore crazy and engrossing and wickedly clever.

Without objective reality, everything is an endless parade of ever-changing re-evaluations, no?

I loved this variation, however, because of it’s much more philosophical theme and its explosion of the confines of the genre into something so modern–and so much weirder than any Gothic romance that preceded it. Nice to know that only Gothic, as a genre and perhaps Sterne’s satirewas able to predict the most original techniques to come diavolupui 20th century literature. I had no idea E. Hoffmann had written anything other than tales until quite recently and I’m so pleased I discovered this!

Can’t wait now to read his other novel which is much more highly touted than this one, The Life and Opinions of Tomcat Murr En Rusia tuvo su auge con Dos E. Tal vez las distintas historias que se relatan dentro de la principal suenan un tanto repetitivas, pero son necesarias para entender como eclosiona todo al final. Esta llena de un exceso genial de pasiones desbocadas,deseo insano y sensual, maldad, locura etc. Eso la hace una historia exquisitamente agobiante, con pasajes que sinceramente me dieron miedo.

Realmente Hoffmann es un maestro, tanto en el estilo como en la trama. Hoffmann ha scorto per primo gli spettri di Berlino, e ne trae spunto per le diavolulki opere. Questo tipo di romanzi proliferavano nel romanzo nero e gotico inglese e mai il romanzo nero era arrivato a queste scelleratezze ed efferatezze estreme. Ogni posseduto ha il suo santo, si parlava infatti di possessione demoniaca e delle convulsioni demoniache.

See more of my book reviews on my blog, Literary Flits Labyrinthine is certainly the word for the plot of this dark mystery! Its narrative snakes around, sometimes circling, sometimes doubling back on itself, so I was often absolutely bewildered as to whether I was following Medardus or his doppelganger, yet The Devil’s Elixirs keeps up an excellent pace throughout so I found it a gripping read.

In fact, considering this novel diavolulii now over two hundred years old, there divolului a remarkable lack of super See more of my book reviews on my blog, Literary Flits Labyrinthine is certainly the word for the plot of this dark mystery! In fact, considering this novel is now over two hundred years old, there is a remarkable lack of superfluous chat and diversions.

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I guess even Hoffmann had to keep his mind on the journey or he would have lost the thread himself! Narrated in the first person by Medardus, an ambitious young man who is prone to vanity and pomposity, The Devil’s Elixirs could be set in pretty much any time period from the mid-medieval until its actual time of writing. It has a kind of timeless, dark fairytale quality and I was reminded of my teenage Dennis Wheatley-reading phase – I wouldn’t be surprised to learn that Wheatley had read Hoffmann.


I loved supporting roles such as the irrepressible Italian barber-dwarf Belcampo and the Prince who flits from fad to fad in order to keep himself entertained.

Elixirele Diavolului by E.T.A. Hoffmann

The female characters are, perhaps unsurprisingly for a book of this vintage, less convincing and their only being seen though Medardus’ eyes renders them too stereotypically for my 21st century tastes – essentially mother figures or temptress virgins. However, if you can get past The Devil’s Elixirs reflecting social standards of two centuries ago and not just towards women then it is an intriguing and engrossing light-horror mystery.

I’ve read quite a bit of Hoffmann now but I wasn’t quite prepared for this. It’s actually less manic than some of his short stories but it has all of his usual obsessions – identity confusion, supernatural beings, coincidences, hallucinatory ramblings, murder, lust, etc. I generally prefer his darker material such as ‘the Sandman’ to which this would make a good companion piece. The overriding theme though is the identity confusion over the main character. As other reviewers have noted it ge Wow!

As other reviewers have noted it gets pretty confusing, though it only really gets confusing when Hoffmann attempts to ‘explain’ all the previous shenanigans Now I realise that for some people this would be too disconcerting, however I love it.

In fact whilst I was reading it I kept imagining Hoffmann chuckling to himself as he wrote it, and there aren’t many books that I read where I can envisage the author having more fun writing it than the reader gets in reading it. Hoffmann wrote another story with a similar confusion over identities, called ‘Princess Brambilla’ but that one didn’t quite work for me. The Devil’s Elixirs gets it pretty much spot on. In fact, since finishing it, I’ve been contemplating going through it with the intention of trying to unravel the plot further, though this may not be a wise move.

I’ve just read The Shattered Self which has a chapter on The Devil’s Elixirs where the author mentions that ‘Efforts to unravel the plot, to separate action from thought, or to explain rationally the tragic curse can only diminish an appreciation of the novel.

This translation was originally published in and was a joy to read. Ronald Taylor notes that there was an earlier translation from s but that it was abridged. If it’s the one on Project Gutenberg then I would suggest avoiding it and reading this translation. It’s not you it’s me. The plot itself is quite fascinating. My mocking status-updates might not have conveyed that very well but it is a Gothic novel, you don’t really ask for reason and logic in those, there’s simply lots of doomed love, Doppelganger and Very Dark Secrets.

However the writing-style wasn’t my cup of tea. It felt like you could have cut out at least a third of it and it wouldn’t have made any difference. It didn’t add to the atmosphere which was admittedly qu It’s not you it’s me.