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Tarafından yazılmış kitap Tarafından: İş Bankası Kültür Yayınları
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Tarafından yazılmış kitap Tarafından: Uzman Kariyer Yayınları
Ho letto buone, ottime ma anche pessime recensioni su questo libro. Ed è il primo libro che leggo di Palahniuk. Iniziamo col dire una cosa: Palahniuk ha stile. Una scrittura tautologica e sincopata che cerca di essere accattivante e che serve alla bisogna del libro. La tecnica dell'io narrante aumenta l'immersività, ma risulta una scelta debole tenendo conto delle poche differenze stilistiche tra i vari personaggi. Di cosa parla questo libro? Leggendo in giro ho trovato un po' di tutto: da "l'invecchiare" a "il problema della troppa conoscenza", fino a "la dipendenza indotta dal sesso". Temi tutti trattati effettivamente, ma anche marginali o didascalici. Personalmente, P. costruisce un'analisi (ed una implicita condanna) della società del successo. L'incapacità del suo protagonista a comunicare lo porta a frustrare questa mancanza nelle sue nevrosi/psicosi. Si passerà infatti da atteggiamenti ossessivo-compulsivi (la sesso dipendenza) a quelli deliranti (l'identificazione con Gesù). E qua, bisogna ammetterlo, P. è bravo. Scrive come un vero "drogato" tra il paranoico ed il disperato. E' quindi la condizione della nostra società ad esaurirsi (ed a farci esaurire) in una coazione a ripetere, coazione che viene mistificata dal ruolo che ci viene imposto di avere. E' quindi, imho, una critica alla società del successo e dell'ottenere (non è forse il consumismo la più grande dipendenza?). Sorprendentemente la chiosa del romanzo è, in fondo, ottimistica (val bene qualche copia in più o P., in fondo, è un tenerone?). Come il protagonista matura la consapevolezza che l'auto-convincimento di assumere un ruolo è una menzogna (egli non è Gesù, il salvatore, ma solo un orfano), allora si può cercare di "costruire" qualcosa, come ci viene suggerito dalla scena finale che vede il protagonista ed i suoi comprimari intorno alla costruzione nata dalla sasso-dipendenza di uno di loro. Perché in fondo anche dai sassi può nascere qualcosa.
Tarafından yazılmış kitap Tarafından: Uğur Mumcu
This book was so much fun. Pride and Prejudice happens to be one of my favorite books, and I thought this new "version" was both refreshing and funny. Seth Grahame-Smith does an excellent job mixing the original story with a side-story about zombies. As many times as I've read Pride and Prejudice, I still found it difficult at times to figure out which parts of the story were added (besides the obvious zombies-eating-people parts). Grahame-Smith really does have the language of Jane Austen down pat. I laughed out loud almost every time I picked this up, and would recommend this book to anyone who has or hasn't read the original.
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The history of the mormon religion telescoped through a very violent crime.
Tarafından yazılmış kitap Tarafından: Lis Basın Yayın
Really loved this book!
Tarafından yazılmış kitap Tarafından: Gece Kitaplığı
Another favorite non-Harry Potter book! I cannot wait to get my hands on his new book, Thousand Splendid Suns! I could not put down Kite Runner for an instant and i think EVERYONE has to read it! I don't think that there is a person out there that can NOT like it...
Tarafından yazılmış kitap Tarafından: Martı Yayınları
That Hayden chapter nearly killed me. Obviously not as good as the first, but still a lot to love. I'm excited for the conclusion next year.
Tarafından yazılmış kitap Tarafından: Nobel Akademik Yayıncılık
I tried. Great precept, I couldn't take the romanticism dripping from every damn page. I gave up when he said he was keeping a copy of _The Grapes of Wrath_ in the top pocket of his backpack. Barf. Picked it up again after some time away. OK, but still missing something.
Tarafından yazılmış kitap Tarafından: Dergah Yayınları
the structure of this book is so minimalistic it is jarring, which was the intent, i assume. as with dialect, i got used to it. at first it was halting, like trying to read something you read as a child and enjoyed but now see as exactly what is was- a children's book. but this is not a children's book. it is dark and brutal and so sad that halfway through i hoped the characters would just die. not that i didn't like them, i just cared for them enough that i hoped they could get their misery over with. and this is where mcormac kept me, in that breathless, reading in the dark by candle-light and not eating out of sympathy and sneaking into my room-mate's bed out of fear sort of mode until the last two pages when the deus ex-machina swooped in. possibly because i am an atheist, but the religious undercurrent did not resonate with me. the god-child, though a sympathetic creature bc he is a child, did not amplify this story beyond it's mortal roots. if i missed a part of the now great american novel, you excuse me. i do not think this is the great american novel. in a case of what might be damning with faint praise (as i do not expect ot open the great american novel [or any great novel] with each attempt at my shelf) i think this book could have used some work. the humor or the characters did not surface until the last quater of the book and this diminished by empathy for them. the dialogue was so blunt and brief i had a hard time deciding who was speaking and what they meant. "ok." "ok." seemed to be the favored exchange. in one case at the very end, the roles seemed to be switched. was this a clue to a deeper meaning of the book, or a mis-print? i may never know. aside from the dialogue, the narration was far-reaching and ultimately, over reaching. this exchange was listed in the amazon.com review, but i spotted it and agree whole heartedly. upon seeing a body in the road, the boy asks "who is it?" and the father says "who is anybody?"... umm.... WHAT THE FUCK?! you just took me out of literature mode and back to my grocery list, dammit! i was seriously angry at that line bc there was nothing it was refering to ad to me, nothing it meant. frustrating. i will not, however, say that this book was a waste of time. i sat in the dark reading this by candle light, hungry but unwilling to eat for 2 days until i finished. at the end my feet were cut and my body tired and worn. the ending made me mad, nto because it was the "kill them all and it must be poignant" type of ending, but because it was affected and because it wasn't enough. i traveled wth these people fo months and then in a page and a half you end them with nothing. they were ended when i started and i still feel frustrated. *i digress* the fact that i am still thinking aout this book means it was a good one. it was a good ride. i am still there. *pushes shopping cart*
Tarafından yazılmış kitap Tarafından: Can Çocuk Yayınları
I slid into this book a little hesitantly. It wasn't from Phedre's point of view. It is from her foster son's. That was unnerving and maddening. I had loved getting to know the deep and loving Phedre. 'Love as thou wilt' had put a small, slight woman in many dangerous adventures. But on my husband's urging I continued. I learned to love Imriel nearly as much as I loved Phedre. Though from a male perspective, this book led us to see a young prince develop into one who could love as deeply as his foster mother. But it wasn't easy. Adolescence never is. I think it may be harder on males than females, well, it was in my day. Now I think young women are facing life's challenges more independently. That makes me happy to see it. But back to the book. I loved it. I loved it so much that I almost forgot to come over here and give my review. I have my Kindle, Audible and my husband's hardback copy queued up and ready for the second of Imriel's trilogy. I will copy and paste this review into the Audible and Kindle editions with a short review of that version of the book.
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