Pime palgamõrvar
A Historical, Mystery, Fiction book. Why does the mind do such things? Turn on us, rend us, dig the claws...
Kümme päeva pärast sõja lõppu sõitis mu õde Laura autoga sillalt alla.» Nii algab Margaret Atwoodi uus liigutav romaan «Pime palgamõrvar». Laura Chase'i vanem õde Iris, kes abiellus kaheksateistkümenaastaselt tähtsa poliitiku ja töösturiga, on nüüd vana ja vaene ning elab Port Ticonderogas, linnas, mille elu määras enne Esimest maailmasõda nende perekond. Oma ülesütleva kehaga heitlev Iris meenutab möödunud, kaugeltki mitte eeskujulikku elu, eriti õe traagilist surma ümbritsenud sündmusi. Tähtsaim neist on romaani «Pime palgamõrvar» ilmumine. See romaan tegi surnud Laura Chase'ist üldtuntud kirjaniku, aga ka kultusobjekti. Nagu ütleb Iris ise: ta elab «Laura heidetud pikas varjus». Oma aja kohta seksuaalselt avameelne Laura Chase'i romaan kirjeldab rikka noore naise ja põgenikust mehe ohtlikku armastuslugu tormilistel kolmekümnendatel. Salakohtumistel üüritubades sepitsevad armastajad fantaasiaküllase loo, mille tegevus toimub planeet Zycronil. Väljamõeldud lugu on läbi põimitud armastuse, ohverduste ja reetmistega, ja tõeline...
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- Pages: 416 pages
- ISBN: / 9788498198
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How could I have been so ignorant? she thinks. So stupid, so unseeing, so given over to carelessness. But without such ignorance, such carelessness, how could we live? If you knew what was going to happen, if you knew everything that was going to happen nextif you knew in advance the consequences of your own actionsyou'd be doomed. You'd be as ruined as God. You'd be a stone. You'd never eat or drink or laugh or get out of bed in the morning. You'd never love anyone, ever again. You'd never dare to. Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin // Why does the mind do such things? Turn on us, rend us, dig the claws in. If you get hungry enough, they say, you start eating your own heart. Maybe it's much the same. Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin // Why is it we want so badly to memorialize ourselves? Even while we're still alive. We wish to assert our existence, like dogs peeing on fire hydrants. We put on display our framed photographs, our parchment diplomas, our silver-plated cups; we monogram our linen, we carve our names on trees, we scrawl them on washroom walls. It's all the same impulse. What do we hope from it? Applause, envy, respect? Or simply attention, of any kind we can get?At the very least we want a witness. We can't stand the idea of our own voices falling silent finally, like...
Having absolutely loved Atwood's "A Handmaid's Tale," I decided to try out "The Blind Assassin." Verdict? It was... okay. The writing was really great, but everything else kind of bored me -- the characters, the plot, the novel within the novel within the novel. By the time the book worked itself up to its climax, I had long since lost... Its loss and regret and misery and yearn that drive the story forward, along its twisted road, Margaret Atwood towards the end of this book. It describes the story of the Blind Assassin, which starts with the famous sentence: Ten days after the war ended, my sister Laura drove a car off a bridge.. Im deeply impressed and affected by... My favorite novel from my Prizewinning Lit class.Atwood can be criticized as being somewhat cold and distant in her narrative style. That's certainly valid and definitely turns off some people.But for my money The Blind Assassin is one of the most perfect novels I've ever read. Atwood's tone fits the character perfectly; the distance...
