The Goncourt, the French literary prize, has lifelong judges—often themselves novelists.
When the Booker Prize was launched as the “British Goncourt” in 1969, it was met by a universal guffaw.
But at least the Goncourt, with its derisory 50NF cash reward, had clean hands.
Goncourt is not an artist, notwithstanding all his affectation and outcries; he is not an artist.
The essay on the Goncourt is important, and we find in it typical dissociation.
Goncourt's Elisa at least interests us; Zola's Nana at all events appeals to our senses.
And Goncourt assimilated this method with surprising results.
Here she became acquainted with Zola, Goncourt, Daudet, and others.
His characters, like Goncourt's, suffer from paralysis of the will, from hypersthesia.
This is a novel which was awarded the Goncourt prize in 1921.