Well darn. I love his books! And Last Year at Marienbad is my absolutely favorite movie . . .
So odd. Just yesterday I was in a [large, name redacted] bookstore looking for just one (any one) of his books. No luck.
As a way or remembering, or perhaps discovering this valuable thinker I would recommend "Jealousy". This was the most incredible exploration of this emotion through an inanimate object. In this work the protagonist obsessively describes his house over and over. Each description is a little different giving insights to the owner's anxiety.
Jealousy seconded.
Though the real genius of postwar experimental French fiction was Raymond Queneau. Robbe-Grillet's a little dry going, as is Claude Simon.
Is it true that as he passed away, ARG's last words were (loosely translated): "Fuck you, Resnais."
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