Bakhtin That Thing Up

As Hans wakes after his first night of stay at the Sanitorium he is distressed by the coital banter of his neighbors, a russian couple (dirty slavs). He appears to be constantly repulsed by the suggestion of the organic, whether it was the scent of his Grandfather's decomposition or the hacking, inhuman cough of an Austrian consumptive, his Enlightenment senisbilities appear easily affected. This conjures thoughts of Bakhtin and his treatise on Rabelais and the carnival whewre all matters bodily and grotesque were celebrated in an inversion of the sacrament. Such appears germane to this locale - unworldly and devoted to the essentially incurable.