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Semmelweis
Louis-Ferdinand Céline · 1999 · 109 pages
Louis-Ferdinand Céline (1894-1961) is best known for his early novels Journey to the End of the Night (1932)--which Charles Bukowski described as the greatest novel of the past 2,000 years--and Death on the Installment Plan (1936), but this delirious, fanatical "biography" predates them both. The astounding yet true story of the life of Ignacz Semmelweis provided Céline with a narrative whose appalling events and bizarre twists would have lain beyond credibility in a work of pure fiction. Semmelweis, now regarded as the father of antisepsis, was the first to diagnose correctly the cause of the staggering mortality rates in the lying-in hospital at Vienna. However, his colleagues rejected both his reasoning and his methods, thereby causing thousands of unnecessary deaths in maternity wards across Europe. This episode, one of the most infamous in the history of medicine, and its disastrous effects on Semmelweis himself, are the subject of Céline's semi-fictional evocation, one in which his violent descriptive genius is already apparent. The overriding theme of his later writing--a caustic despair verging on disgust for humanity--finds its first expression here, and yet he also reveals a more compassionate aspect to his character. Semmelweis was not published until 1936, after the novels that made Céline famous. "It is not every day we get a thesis such as Céline wrote on Semmelweis!" wrote Henry Miller of this volume.
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Errol Morris
“Supposedly, this was Céline’s doctoral dissertation. And in my opinion his greatest work. Greater than Journey to the End of the Night and Death on the Installment Plan. And it’s fact-based. Or so it seems. Semmelweis was a pre-Pasteur ob-gyn guy. He angered the medical establishment by suggesting surgeons should wash their hands after performing autopsies and before examining pregnant women. At the end Semmelweis, who is barred from practicing medicine – in effect, from saving lives – gashes himself with a scalpel and dips his arms in the purulence of a corpse. He proves his point – disease is transmitted by direct contact with ‘germs’ – and dies in agony. Céline helpfully points out, ‘He died because he loved mankind too much.’ It’s Christianity without the hope.”↗