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Madame BovaryProvincial WaysBy ,tods soldes; translated with an introduction and notes by (Viking,tod’s femme; 342 pages,tods sale; $27.95)Literary masterpieces from overseas, it is generally believed,tods chaussures, deserve new translations every generation,chaussures puma, although many receive fewer than that, and some receive more,tods pas cher.

America’s most consistently talented translators from the French, including ,pum pas cher,by Gustave Flaubert, ,chaussures tod’s en ligne, Mark Polizzotti and Jordan Stump,tods chaussures, choose projects carefully, weighing the original’s literary value and the need for a new version. Bovary” should long ago have become the preferred English title for Flaubert’s novel,chaussures pas cher, in its portrait of the lethal banality of provincial life, instead of the exotic-sounding “Madame” preferred so far by publishers. “Madame Bovary: Provincial Manners,tods Femme,” a careful translation by Margaret Mauldon,Converse pas cher, was recently reprinted by Oxford World’s Classics,chaussures pas cher, while Penguin Classics has reprinted “Madame Bovary: Provincial Lives,” well translated by , who is also a biographer of Flaubert,tods chaussures. Last year Hackett Publishing released “Madame Bovary: Provincial Lives,tods pas cher,” translated by . These translations are competent indicators of Flaubert’s concrete approach to using words for creating life, not merely evoking or describing characters.

Flaubert genuinely summons up the despair of French provincial life before our eyes, as he toils over word choice in search of “le mot juste” (the correct term), an obsession that would inspire humorist to claim that he knew a New York tailor named Moe Juste.

Enter Lydia Davis, a novelist whose faulty, stumbling 2003 translation of ‘s “Swann’s Way” was overpraised by as “something even more enchanting” than the original. Davis’ introduction strikes some warning notes, as when she describes the obese, bug-eyed Flaubert as “handsome,” making this translation project seem like part of a Harlequin Romance fantasy rather than anchored in reality.

This impression is confirmed when Davis confesses herself a fan of Flaubert’s character Homais, the town pharmacist in “Madame Bovary” who, preceding ‘s analysis of the “banality of evil,” exemplifies the evil of banality, how boredom can morph into detail-obsessed, deadly lunacy. Of this wretched villain, Davis writes: “It is hard not to enjoy [Homais’] cunning, his enterprise, his intellectual explorations, and even to agree with him sometimes.” Flaubert compiled dictionaries of amusing misreadings, but even he never foresaw one of his translators’ being a friend of Homais.

There are fussy tics in Davis’ translation, such as retaining an arcane Norman dialect word for a gig or carriage, boc, when a serviceable English word exists, and not using the widely known French word quadrille, preferring the odd translation “contra dance,” which raises incongruous memories of Iran, and . There is franglais aplenty, in phrases like “she occupied herself” (for “elle s’occupait”) and most bizarrely, a French term for nuns (les bonnes soeurs) is repeatedly Englished as “the good sisters,” like characters in a novel. The expression “une femme de grands moyens” (a woman of great talent; a remarkably gifted woman) is rendered by Davis as a “woman of great capacity,” transforming Emma Bovary into a barrel.

Recent translations have dealt differently with the novel’s subtitle “Moeurs de Province,” but Davis’ solution, “Provincial Ways,” is perhaps the least telling. When Flaubert describes the first wife of , later Emma’s unfortunate husband, as “s├Ęche comme un cotret” (dry as a stick), Davis renders this as “thin as a lath,” using a word for a strip of wood that is confusingly close to “lathe,” a machine tool repeatedly mentioned in “Bovary” with powerful metaphorical intent in its French form (“tour”). In French, “tour” and “cotret” are utterly dissimilar, and to replace them with “lathe” and “lath” is simply to invite misreadings of this text, which, above all, deserves pellucid rendering into English.

This new translation is not quite faulty enough to be dismissed with a caveat emptor, but since good recent translations are readily available in paperback, perhaps only those readers who devoutly believe whatever Vanity Fair, or Homais, tells them, should buy this one.http://pumpascher.chaussurespaschere.info

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