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Return to Book Page. Venus in Furs by Leopold von Sacher-Masoch. Severin finds his ideal of voluptuous cruelty in the merciless Wanda von Dunajew. This is a passionate and powerful portrayal of one man’s struggle to enlighten and instruct himself and others in the realm of desire.
Published inthe novel gai ‘Venus in Furs’ describes the obsessions of Severin von Kusiemski, a European nobleman who desires to be enslaved to a woman. Published inthe novel gained notoriety and a degree of immortality for its author when the word “masochism” – derived from his name – entered the vocabulary of psychiatry.
This remains a classic literary statement on sexual submission and control. PaperbackNew Editionpages. Published June 1st by Penguin Classics first published Severin von KusiemskiWanda von Dunajew. To see what your friends thought of this book, please sign up. To ask other readers questions about Venus in Fursplease sign up. Why is Severin at the Carpathian health resort at the start of “Confessions of a Supersensualist”?
Because the story explain about himself, the supersensualist. His story indeed seems uncover the truth that all of those vulnerable side of him he let …more Because the story explain about himself, the supersensualist. His story indeed seems uncover the truth that all of those vulnerable side of him he let himself as a man captivated by the charm of woman who soon enslave him into some kind of love slave.
See 1 question about Venus in Furs…. Lists with This Book. Aug 15, PirateSteve rated it it was amazing. Leo gave the world a new label for these exploits What we’ve done with it since then is our own business.
Severin did get what he wanted. So many people never do. They never dare ask. View all 9 comments. Feb 20, Paquita Maria Sanchez rated it it was ok Shelves: The first portion of this book is wonderful. The forced lasciviousness of the female protagonist, the pathetic attempts at seeming like a banshee, a Siren, all draped in furs and spouting some bullshit about Paganism.
I have met this girl before, and this boy, I have watched their pitiful dance of apathy, their ham-handed fears of monotony and monogamy, the in my opinion bullshit notion that caring in the romantic sense for one chosen and well-suited person with whom you specifical Umm, okay I mean, I have greeted lovers with apathy, sternness, initial doubts which reached fruition in feelings chilling, freezing, eventually frozen; I would be completely out of touch with myself if I were to believe otherwise.
We have all been cruel, we have all wavered, our eyes have wandered, our emotions fallen flat. What I could never stand was the hyper-rationalizing of this emotion, the forcing of it.
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There was always a bit of schadenfreude which set in when some of the loftier of my hippie-dippie, “I just have to be free, maaaaan” acquaintances found themselves face-to-face with their own inherent, albeit denied natures, when all their trite musings and assumed sentiments about free love came back to kick them in their collective private parts leopols severe jealousy and heartache.
It reminded me of this conversation I had a few years ago.
I was at a bar catching up with some old friends I had not seen in forever, though they were all still quite close, and seeming a little cult-y to me based on our talks that afternoon. They were discussing the various free-love, non-committed relationships they were attempting, and how this was “opening them up” to the possibilities of connection contained in any number of people.
After my initial, more pressing questions e. I have enough trouble dealing with one person. Also, I would be, you know, really depressed and completely miserable in that situation. They all shortly ended their romances. I guess people got jealous and shit got complicated. I just adored the introductory chapters of this book for the fact that the woman they present is just. What’s better is, her nonsense about being free from attachments, a goddess who commands the love she needs then drops the tired bits like pencil shavings, a woman incapable of loving another human being, but rather simply bent on seeking out pleasure in the most hedonistic, unashamedly egocentric sense, seems to be heading toward a serious reckoning.
What’s more is, the man who is painted as her future slave represents all that is flighty in the dance of romance. He only loves a woman of stone, his interest wanes at kindness, he wants the one he can’t have, and it’s driving him mad all over all over all over his face every single goddamn time until the very moment when she cares, when she drops her guard and loves him back, and then his foot is suddenly wedged firmly in the door and his panties are noticeably roomier.
We are all guilty at some point, right? They want excitement and unpredictability and newness. They crave the hunt. What could be were I free? It is not ideal. Unfortunately, her reckoning does not ever really come about, and this suddenly turns into some bullshit about not letting yourself care about others, lest you be a malnourished, mistreated donkey. Exactly where I thought this was going is precisely the opposite of where it went, and not in a clever, plot-twisty sense.
About midway through, I came to realize that Sacher-Masoch saw this forceably cruel woman as some sort of lesson-teacher about how cruel Women are.
The smart ones, anyway! They know how to hold on to a man: Okay, I admit that the two men I have been wholly unfrosty with in my adult life are the two men who have broken my heart, but I would like to think this won’t always be the case, and that it is a horrifying and just awful notion that to keep someone in love with me, I have to hate his guts, or just deal with his existence begrudgingly like I deal with Austin drivers or my next door neighbor who is constantly making humping noises through the wall.
These things I deal with. Companionship is often played like a chess game, but I thought the idea was to find someone with whom all that crap drops away?
Ever seen an something year old man carrying his similarly elderly wife’s oxygen tank for her through Denny’s?
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Did that warm your heart? Ever had friends who slipped into counter-culture to such an extent that your conversations suddenly turned into the dynamic of them constantly preaching and you constantly scoffing? I should write an aside here that I know that there are all types of people in the world, all sorts of romantic arrangements, etc. I’m not saying it’s impossible, I just think it goes against the more common manifestations of human nature to not feel emotions of possessiveness toward a cherished lover.
Even a hated lover, sometimes! Your brain, your evolutionary history, your biology rurs playing tricks on you at all times, it’s all very complicated, and kasoch to over-simplify. It just seems like a lot of this modern embrace of what it is to be an Enlightened Lover and Self-Actualized Person is msaoch often going against the intrinsic needs of those who proselytize about it.
It’s, you know, hiplike riding a fixed-gear bicycle without being able to explain to me why you prefer not having brakes, or sahcer the ‘Organic’ ramen noodles because somehow they’re better in this way you seemingly haven’t even bothered to contemplate yet.
Venus in Furs by Leopold von Sacher-Masoch
You may have an explanation, and you may really feel it. More power to you. I’m quizzical by nature though, and am more often than not left, in my hippie-interrogations, with vacuous stares and zero answers from the interrogated.
And that album has not just a heroine, but heroin! I’ll be your mirror, and reflect what you are, in case you don’t know: Do you watch Logjammin’ to find out if he fixes the cable?
View all comments. Predominantly only two characters take centre stage, with nobleman Severin von Kusiemski falling under the seductive spell of the flame haired Wanda von Dunajew, he loves her so much to the extent of wanting to be her slave, and encourages to treat him progressively more sadistic.
Severin describes his lustful expierences as ‘suprasensuality’, and being dominated by a women and the total control and power she holds over him clearly rocks his boat. I wouldn’t exactly call the actions that unfold here as sadomasochism, at least not as it is recognized today, and there is nothing more extreme than being tied up, whipped and licking ones feet throughout the story, I think the real pain here lies psychologically, with mental anguish and humiliation in front of others that changes Severin’s pleasure to one of inner turmoil, as he constantly pleads his undying love for her.
His name would change to Gregor as her servant, they travel to Florence and take up residence in a villa close to the Arno river, and this luscious setting would see other gentleman catch the desirable eye of Wanda, a German painter who puts brush to canvas while in the middle of doing her portrait would suddenly declare “I want you to whip me, whip me to death!
The relationship would then arrive at somewhat of a dilemma, when Wanda herself meets a man to whom she would like to submit, a rich Greek aristocrat known as Alexis Papadopolis, and they congress in a sexual manner until one final act of degradation while in the presence of Wanda and Alexis, would see Severin mentally broken and feel like an inanimate object void of any feelings for his once loved dominator.
I can understand why this would have caused a bit of a ruckus back in the day, but reading now in the 21st century it’s about as controversial as a litter of kittens playing around in a summer meadow, and I actually found it quite delightful with moments of humour regardless of whether it was intended this way. View all 7 comments. People who wear fancy gloves to Renaissance Faires.
Most men are very commonplace, without verve or poetry. In you there is a certain depth and capacity for enthusiasm and a deep seriousness, which delight me. I might learn to love you. And they’ll be like yeah! I have a depth and capacity for enthusiasm!
I was just waiting for someone to notice! I bet nerds really like this book, which was written “You interest me. I bet nerds really like this book, which was written by a nerd and then translated vnus English by a different nerd.
It was a collection of dating profiles from guys who were all “I’m so nice, why don’t any women love me? I would treat a woman like a goddess but I guess they don’t want to be treated like goddesses, they all want some asshole instead!
Women are such bitches, because they leopolc love me!