Flann
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"Is it about a bicycle?"
Male
97 years old
Dublin, Dublin
Ireland
Last Login: 11/10/2008
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Mood:
drunk
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Flann's Interests
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| General | Drinking, writing, bicycles. The atomic theory, public toilets for women, De Selby, omnium, one-legged men. | | Music | God sakes man. That godforsaken racket? | | Movies | I don't go to the pictures only to see the westerns. | | Television | What? Sure it has no wheels man. But sure Lost is passable enough. | | Books | The Third Policeman (lost it out the back of me car). At Swim Two Birds, The Hard Life, The Poor Mouth, The Dalkey Archive and others. | | Heroes | Fionn McCool, Laurence Sterne, bicycles. |
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Flann's Details
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| Status: | Single | | Here for: | Networking, Friends | | Zodiac Sign: | Libra | | Occupation: | Drinker and writer |
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Book: A Load of Blather
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Flann O’Brien’s The Third Policeman - on stage, October 16t
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About me:
Drinker, writer, civil servant.
Brian O'Nolan (1911-1966), best known as either Flann O'Brien or Myles na gCopaleen, spent most of his life in Dublin, Ireland working as a top level civil servant. As civil servants were not allowed to write under their own names, O'Nolan introduced a vast array of pseudonyms - and so for over thirty years, Myles na gCopaleen wrote the 'Irish Times' column 'Cruiskeen Lawn', a satirical take on life in Ireland. No one was safe from the surrealistic wit of Myles. Today, it is Flann O'Brien that most people are familiar with, and the novels 'he' wrote.
Authored in 1939, but unpublished until 1966 (posthumously), 'The Third Policeman' seems like some mad merger of 'Alice in Wonderland' and 'Dante's Inferno'. Arguably his best work, it is a murder thriller, a vision of eternity, a visit to hellish rural police station, and the tale of 'a brief, tender, unrequited love affair between a man and his bicycle'. It's a world where the policeman spend their time stealing bicycles, to limit the amount of atomic transference between humans and their modes of transport . . .and all the while, another narrative unfolds in the form of intrusive footnotes - at one point of the book, they even threaten to take over . . .
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Who I'd like to meet:
A reliable publisher and St. Augustine. And a nice bicycle with a dropped crossbar.
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