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Bezig met laden... Identity (origineel 1997; editie 1998)door Milan Kundera
Informatie over het werkIdentiteit door Milan Kundera (1997)
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Meld je aan bij LibraryThing om erachter te komen of je dit boek goed zult vinden. Op dit moment geen Discussie gesprekken over dit boek. Ӕ Kundera explores a question we all face, who am I? It's simple on the surface but extremely complex and nuanced. Kundera goes there. He peels the simple explanations and explores the more complex second thoughts. Yes, it changes, especially with your present mode. It's not constant, but it's always there, it won't go away. The amazing thing is that Kundera helps us explore by looking at someone else's exploration. Perhaps it's always easier when you can detach yourself from it and think this applies to them and not really you. But that's the magic, it's all about you. Just the names have been changed to allow you some deniability. You don't have to admit he's talking about the truth of everyone's existence. Fascinating trick. And done by a Czech, probably thinking in Czech, writing in French, and then translated by someone else into English. Amazing that it still rings true despite all the hoops it's gone through. Chantal's the central character, her first marriage ended in divorce long ago. Her young son died at five years old, and she was feeling family pressure to have another. She resisted having sex with her husband to rebel against the pressure. Finding a lover, Jean-Marie, she quickly ended the marriage. She's been living with Jean-Marie for years. Is it time to marry? She's getting older, and let Jean-Maire know she's noticed that men no longer look at her. Suddenly, letters appear in her mailbox without going through the postal system. Someone is watching her. She's intrigued and puts the letters in the drawer where she stores her brassieres, under them, and does not tell Jean-Marie about them. The letters keep coming and contain details that make her wonder who could be sending them and how they know so much about her. They're signed C.D.B. She begins to suspect neighbors and people standing in the street. She gets aroused by them and even purchases a red slip at their suggestion. She realizes C.D.B. stands for Cyrano du Bergerac, the famous fictional person who hides both his identity and his love for Roxanne. Eventually she realizes the author must be Jean-Marie, who has clearly discovered that she keeps the letters in her drawer. Rather than being flattered, she is insulted that Jean-Marie has violated her private space and confronts him. How Kundera works out where this is going keeps us wondering. I'll only say there's a plot twist at the end which changes everything. I recommend reading it. Chantal y Jean-Marc viven juntos en París y se quieren, se quieren tanto que incluso parecen confundirse. Y es que, a veces, se dan situaciones en las que, por un instante, ninguno de los dos parece reconocerse, en el que la identidad del otro se disuelve y, de rechazo, duda de la suya propia. Todo el que ama, todo el que convive en pareja, lo ha vivido alguna vez, porque lo que más teme en el mundo quien ama es «perder de vista» al ser amado. Pues eso es lo que, poco a poco, va a empezar a ocurrirles a Chantal y a Jean-Marc. Pero ¿en qué instante, ante qué gesto y en qué circunstancia precisa comienza ese aterrador proceso? Kundera atrapa al lector en el pánico que acompaña ese instante de extravío y éste ya no tendrá más remedio que adentrarse en el laberinto que recorren Chantal y Jean-Marc y en el que más de una vez deberá cruzar la frontera de lo real y lo irreal —o entre lo que ocurre en el mundo exterior y lo que elabora una mente en solitario.
Ein schönes Buch sicherlich, eine angenehm melancholische Lektüre für ein paar Stunden. Und ein Buch, das uns dazu anregt, wieder einmal nach seinen alten Meisterwerken zu greifen. Prijzen
Sometimes - perhaps only for an instant - we fail to recognise a companion; for a moment their identity ceases to exist, and thus we come to doubt our own. The effect is at its most acute in a couple where our existence is given meaning by our perception of a lover, and theirs of us. With his astonishing skill at building on and out from the significant moment, Kundera has placed such a situation and the resulting wave of panic at the core of the novel. In a narrative as intense as it is brief, a moment of confusion sets in motion a complex chain of events which forces the reader to cross and recross the divide between fantasy and reality. Profound, sad and disquieting but above all a love story, Identity provides further proof of Kundera's astonishing gifts as a novelist. Geen bibliotheekbeschrijvingen gevonden. |
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Google Books — Bezig met laden... GenresDewey Decimale Classificatie (DDC)891.868354Literature Literature of other languages Literature of east Indo-European and Celtic languages West and South Slavic languages (Bulgarian, Slovene, Polish, Czech, Slovak, Serbo-Croatian, and Macedonian) Czech Czech miscellany 1450–1620LC-classificatieWaarderingGemiddelde:
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