There are two things I particularly like the master Boris Vian, a revolutionary is his sense of humor, a quality that the teacher went to bury topics and create a new form of tell another that no was a man created himself by dint of hard work. Vian was born into a wealthy family with a considerable income, and with values \u200b\u200bas healthy as atheism and anti-militarism inculcated from birth. This is proof of the falsity of the fact that the man who strives to become something to be achieved and that comes from just being a useless pillows, a belief that tends to glorify the work and the criminalization of laziness. However, Vian used its advantages to become a passionate man, a new renaissance in the French existentialist, a pupil of Alfred Jarry and fellow Sartre. He was born in 1920 and died in 1959, a really short existence (only 39) that the author took advantage to give everything he could to life. To inhale and exhale air art. And in many facets, and that was a singer, poet, writer, composer, engineer, actor, and trumpeter. Just jazz was one of his passions, and devoted much of his life to music and parties, despite trumpeting was negative for a sickly young like him, rheumatic fever aimed at heart disease and . In his articles and interviews for magazines of jazz came to know Miles Davis, Duke Ellington and Charlie Parker . 
Vian's career was not free of scandals. Should be so, speaking of a man ahead of his era, a revolutionary who aspired to a more advanced society, far from withered and hard, as stiff and stale. Published several of his noir novels under the pseudonym Vernon Sullivan . His first book, spit On Your Grave , was a critique of racism. Told the story of a black-skinned avenge the death of his brother at the hands of racists. Vian accredited appeared only as a translator of the work. The fame of the book were enormous and thought it was a black American author. When it was learned that a young Frenchman was responsible for such a wild political thriller Incorrect raised a real scandal and was sentenced to Vian and his publisher for "insulting the morals and good customs." Finally, the trial was nothing and Vian was convinced he could live with his writings. This was followed by other gems full of surreal humor and a way to tell anarchic and quarrelsome as Death is the Ugly, Con Las Mujeres No Hay Manera or Autumn in Beijing. Also one of his best works, the great The Foam of Days , or the collection of stories The Wolf Man, a jewel of literature as stimulating to the intellect and delightful to the palate. The waning of its successes tested with other literary arts, he composed an opera, released an album and toured, receiving strong criticism by one of his songs, The Deserter , which encouraged not to perform military service, and urged the president to he did himself. Those were times of colonialism in Algeria and the peace of Vian song was met with strong criticism. In the 50 becomes the company's artistic director Phillips and acting in several movies. Finally, his heart went out, had lived fast, squeezing everything he could to Epicurean and fascinating existence. He had laughed at death and had defied the clichés and good manners. There were immortalized his work before he died, and was waiting for him to Olympus. Hail Boris!
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