

Laddar... Piranesi (utgåvan 2020)av Susanna Clarke (Författare)
VerkdetaljerPiranesi av Susanna Clarke
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Det finns inga diskussioner på LibraryThing om den här boken. This one is very fantasy-ish, more so than Jonathan Strange, in the sense that most of the novel is spent in a strange world, where the rules and realities are dropped in piecemeal. It's a novel with a puzzle, or a code to crack. As such, I'm not sure what the experience of reading a second time will be like. But I know that I will read it a second time, because it's such a heartrending story, with fascinating characters in eldritch environments. ( ![]() A compulsive read, so it was a good thing it's rather a lot shorter than Jonathan Strange and could be fit into an evening! This is probably because the limited cast doesn't allow for as expansive an exploration - of the setting there is clearly an infinite space to explore, but such a travelogue would after a while start to pall, and thus lose some mystique, if unleavened with more human (or at least avian) interaction and/or plot. At this length the revelations proceed at a decent pace, and all concludes in a satisfactory way while leaving the world and its entrance as a tantalising dreamscape. I don't how she creates this world so completely, but not only can I imagine it but I understand it. I care deeply what happens to P. The structure of the book is also perfect. And though I did not want it to end, the last line was perfect except then it didn't quite end!). Want to reread. Something very claustrophobic about this novel - I can't quite put my finger on it - especially as one is just starting to read it. I suppose it's the description of the setting comprised of caves and the underground, an awe-inspiring prison. But what a remarkable book!! Like the proverbial layers of an onion, the story gradually unfolds to reveal the truth behind all the hints only alluded to at the beginning of this first-person narrative. Plus, the recurring thematic motifs of memory and identity provide a whole other layer of meaning to some of the more mundane aspects of the plot. Bleak and yet fiercely comforting, ultimately redemptive. In a house where the lower levels are full of ocean and the upper levels full of clouds, lives a young man called [Piranesi] by the only person he knows. He doesn't remember his real name and so Piranesi will do as well as any other. The house has many rooms, staircases and vestibules and statues of every size line the walls. Piranesi spends his time getting what he needs from the ocean, keeping a journal, which he painstakingly indexes, charting the tides and exploring the house. He also meets with the one other person in this place twice a week, always at the same time and always only for an hour. Oddly, he never encounters the other man at any other time. If you like world-building, [[Susanna Clarke]]'s novel will delight. It's rich in detail, and the info-dumps are kept to a minimum. The reader learns about the house as Piranesi goes about his life and learns about who Piranesi is and how he came to this place along with Piranesi. As a narrator, Piranesi is a good companion, scrupulous in his explanations and endlessly good-natured and curious. And the story itself is well-paced. My quibbles with this book are largely personal or having to do with the genre itself. Clarke has done a good job at what she set out to do.
Here it is worth reflecting on the subject of Clarke's overt homage. The historical Piranesi, an 18th-century engraver, is celebrated for his intricate and oppressive visions of imaginary prisons and his veduta ideate, precise renderings of classical edifices set amid fantastic vistas. Goethe, it is said, was so taken with these that he found the real Rome greatly disappointing. Clarke fuses these themes, seducing us with imaginative grandeur only to sweep that vision away, revealing the monstrosities to which we can not only succumb but wholly surrender ourselves. The result is a remarkable feat, not just of craft but of reinvention. Far from seeming burdened by her legacy, the Clarke we encounter here might be an unusually gifted newcomer unacquainted with her namesake's work. If there is a strand of continuity in this elegant and singular novel, it is in its central pre-occupation with the nature of fantasy itself. It remains a potent force, but one that can leave us - like Goethe among the ruins - forever disappointed by what is real.
"From the New York Times bestselling author of Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell, an intoxicating, hypnotic new novel set in a dreamlike alternative reality. Piranesi's house is no ordinary building: its rooms are infinite, its corridors endless, its walls are lined with thousands upon thousands of statues, each one different from all the others. Within the labyrinth of halls an ocean is imprisoned; waves thunder up staircases, rooms are flooded in an instant. But Piranesi is not afraid; he understands the tides as he understands the pattern of the labyrinth itself. He lives to explore the house. There is one other person in the house-a man called The Other, who visits Piranesi twice a week and asks for help with research into A Great and Secret Knowledge. But as Piranesi explores, evidence emerges of another person, and a terrible truth begins to unravel, revealing a world beyond the one Piranesi has always known. For readers of Neil Gaiman's The Ocean at the End of the Lane and fans of Madeline Miller's Circe, Piranesi introduces an astonishing new world, an infinite labyrinth, full of startling images and surreal beauty, haunted by the tides and the clouds"-- Inga biblioteksbeskrivningar kunde hittas. |
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