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Laddar... My Name Is Red (urspr publ 1998; utgåvan 2006)av Orhan Pamuk (Författare), Erdag Goknar (Översättare)
VerksinformationMitt namn är röd av Orhan Pamuk (1998)
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This book is a murder mystery with a side of romance. What was most interesting to me about this book was the way art was created in 16th century Istanbul. Apparently they drew the same pictures over and over, in exactly the same way; to deviate or experiment was dangerous and potentially blasphemy. The structure of the book made it difficult to follow the thread of the story, although this definitely kept me guessing to the end of the story. Orhan Pamuk ovoga puta vaskrsava cudesni svet Orijenta s njegovim bojama, njegovom umetnošcu, estetikom, njegovim tajanstvenim duhom. Zovem se Crveno je pripovest o umetnosti, ljubavi, sreci, životu, smrti, na trenutke rasprava o suštini islamske umetnosti i poimanja sveta, ispricana kroz sudbine slikara minijatura i kaligrafa u Carigradu s kraja 16. veka. Bogatstvo jezika, obilje slika, asocijacija, poniranje u bit islamske civilizacije i njene dodire s renesansnim duhom, jedinstvena kompozicija i struktura dela potvrduju da je Orhan Pamuk jedan od najvecih pisaca dvadeset prvog veka
The new one, ''My Name Is Red,'' is by far the grandest and most astonishing contest in Pamuk's internal East-West war. Translated with fluid grace by Erdag M. Goknor, the novel is set in the late 16th century, during the reign of Sultan Murat III, a patron of the miniaturists whose art had come over from Persia in the course of the previous hundred years. It was a time when the Ottomans' confidence in unstoppable empire had begun to be shaken by the power of the West -- their defeat at Lepanto had taken place only a few years earlier -- as well as by its cultural vitality and seductiveness. Ingår i förlagsserienIngår iInnehållerHar som kommentar till textenHar som instuderingsbokPriserPrestigefyllda urvalUppmärksammade listor
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HTML:At once a fiendishly devious mystery, a beguiling love story, and a brilliant symposium on the power of art, My Name Is Red is a transporting tale set amid the splendor and religious intrigue of sixteenth-century Istanbul, from one of the most prominent contemporary Turkish writers. The Sultan has commissioned a cadre of the most acclaimed artists in the land to create a great book celebrating the glories of his realm. Their task: to illuminate the work in the European style. But because figurative art can be deemed an affront to Islam, this commission is a dangerous proposition indeed. The ruling elite therefore mustnt know the full scope or nature of the project, and panic erupts when one of the chosen miniaturists disappears. The only clue to the mysteryor crime? lies in the half-finished illuminations themselves. Part fantasy and part philosophical puzzle, My Name is Red is a kaleidoscopic journey to the intersection of art, religion, love, sex and power. Translated from the Turkish by Erda M Gknar. Inga biblioteksbeskrivningar kunde hittas. |
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Do I have any luck with Pamuk, really? I really liked his memoir of Istanbul, I don’t remember a thing about The White Castle, while The Black Book and Museum of Innocence were meh in various ways.
I do appreciate that I was inspired to look at Persian and Ottoman miniatures (beautiful), but this was probably the only thing that was inspiring about this book. The discussions about art and how it tells stories; the different philosophies of art; artistic freedom, political pressure, and religious fanaticism; the “dangerous” influence of European art were all interesting. I like thinking about portraits as a power of uniqueness, the power of unique individuals who are proud to be themselves.
“Their likenesses had imbued them with such magic, had so distinguished them, that for a moment among the paintings I felt flawed and impotent. Had I been depicted in this fashion, it seemed, I’d better understand why I existed in the world.”
The suffocation of an oppressive and violent society (with the threat of violence and sexual violence always present), where everyone is traumatized from birth and for this reason reacts weirdly, fiercely to everything – that was shown very well. It is a claustrophobic book.
But, oh, how very tedious it all was. Long-winded. Self-indulgent. Rambling. There are so many words out there, let’s use them all! Before every chapter, I took a deep breath and checked how many pages there were. Yes, I can do it! I can plow through this chapter as well! It will only take fifteen minutes (or so my kindle told me)! I must be strong, because I am an idiot who never DNFs books! Yay!
“Nevertheless, let me tell you three parables that comprise a recital on this topic.” Me: Do you have to???
I did like the chapters that described how the three miniaturists drew a horse. But, “Were you able to determine who I am from the way I sketched a horse?” No, and I don’t want to, because I couldn’t care less about the so-called murder mystery, I couldn’t care less which one of you is the murderer, I couldn’t care less about any of you…
I am very grumpy, and sad about the time I spent reading this. There are so many other books in the world, better books!
2.7 grumpy stars! ( )