Like other reviewers, I encountered this book at random, when the message was needed most. Badiou's believes love is more than a chemical reaction, more than a sexual attraction, an experience transformative and healing, something that exists spoke loudly and truthfully, a beacon in a cynical world - and not found via online dating.

hooray for short books that get my goodreads numbers up, boo for philosophy that makes my brain hurt

«چرا که عشق در اصل همان لحظه‌ای است که یک رخداد، وجود را کنار می‌زند [و از آن عبور می‌کند]. و این توضیحی است برای "عشق دیوانه‌وار". عشق به هیچ قانونی فروکاسته نمی‌شود. هیچ قانونی برای عشق وجود ندارد.»

I really enjoyed the first few chapters (5 stars), but found the last few not especially interesting (2-3 stars). Very short, so perhaps best reading at the bookstore.

It's a mixed bag—in terms of philosophies and ideas that I agree with. The main thing about this text is how the language, through its heterocentrism, leaves me in suspension of belief. I know to be wholly inclusive is not a thing, so maybe the audience for this book is not me. But come on—the consideration of love as beginning with sexual difference is alienating in the sense that the text claims that love has to bisect The World You Once Knew vs. The World After Love.

But in some respects, I deeply agree with Badiou's argument about love's tenacity and the notion of always. Look, my siblings are those killjoys who sneer when someone says "I will love you forever," and that's my initial reaction too. But it's unfair of me to think in this way when I think these same things in regards to my partner—so how am I any different? I guess, as Badiou says, "to say 'I love you' is an attempt at a declaration of eternity. It's a commitment within time." Love demonstrates how eternity can exist within time as we know it, that time can accommodate—in the name of love. In other words, when I say 'I will love you always' is my way of saying 'I will love you for as long as my love allows.' Time is a construct. Time is what we make of it.

Badiou touches on a lot more things, like Love and Art and Love in Politics. I want to understand love in its intimacy first before I explore a wider scope.

Though, Badiou touches on Love and Religion and it left me thinking. When Badiou says, "Love on bended knee is no love at all, even if love sometimes arouses passion in us that makes us yield to the loved one," it encapsulates my feelings for God (because I do have some feelings). My religious wound runs deep. Also it reminded me of Frank Ocean's "Bad Religion".

Elogio ao Amor (título retirado do filme do Godard) é um pequeno bate bola entre o filósofo Alain Badiou e o jornalista Nicolas Truong girando em torno do amor e suas variadas dimensões.
Depois de acabar de ler aquela maravilha de livro da Ana Suy, a perspectiva do Badiou foi meio decepcionante, teve várias "omices" defasadas ali pelo meio, mas de modo geral dá para aproveitar fazendo uma leitura crítica.
Agora vou ler o livro do Dunker sobre o amor, o qual tenho certeza que também terá "omices" tendo em vista algumas coisas absurdas que ele fala em seus videos.

Čitala sam je uporedo sa Prustom i reći ću samo da mi je ova knjiga ostavila izuzetno snažan utisak!