So I guess it make sense that none of their books–that have been translated into English–from the early part of the century are very uplifting. As in “oh my god, the human species is doomed to a cycle of emptiness and vanity for all time.” Exceptionally depressing.
One thing I do like is this feeling of eternity I”m getting out of these books. Like there are constants, some depressing and some good, but always lurking behind the scenes. There’s a small comfort, in that.
But mostly, there’s very little humanist hope in Czech literature, and not really any religious hope to replace it. Just the downward plunge.
What do you think? Ever found that everything you pick up from a particular culture is just depressing?