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Bu o kadar iyi yazılmış ve ilgi çekici ki, yazarın kimliğini gördüğüme şaşırdım. Yarı otobiyografik olduğundan çok emindim! Bunu indiremedim.
Bu filmi küçük bir kız olarak sevdim ve üniversitedeyken kitabı okumaya karar verdim ve daha da fazla sevdim.
I would love to be able to just go wherever, just on a whim.
This is by far the best book I've read in a long time. As a poetry lover I was immediately taken in with the first poem "The Limited" and the last poem, "Food Chain" I loved so much that it gave me chills and will be added to my list of poem favorites. This book was painfully gorgeous. The first short story "Breaking and Entering" took me by such surprise it reminded me of Flannery O'Connor's short story about the tractor. Now that I think about it, I think that's part of the reason I enjoyed it so much. The surprises, the poignant reality and honesty of the stories and characters always left me wanting for more. Also as a Kafka fan I loved the reference of the book-titled short story "War Dances" that begins with "My Kafka Baggage." There was also a continuous thread between each of the poems and short stories despite there differences - from cockroaches, to hospital beds, to ear pain, to married men looking for sex, to New York Times Crosswords puzzles to salt.....wow absolutely amazing. Some of my Favorite Quotes: "For who is lonelier than a cockroach without his tribe?" "Ah, man, I love Trader Joe's. But you know what's bad about them? You fall in love with something they have-they stock it for a year-and then it just disappears." "How well can you mourn if you continually forget the dead are dead?" "Wouldn't the crow, that ubiquitous trickster, make a more compelling and accurate national symbol for the United States than the bald eagle?
We saw the 2008 movie of this (John Hurt, Julie Cox, Elijah Wood, Leonor Watling) a while ago, and were charmed by it even though the "mystery" part of it didn't seem to make much sense. The book, despite some continuity problems, is a lot more coherent. The landlady of an Argentinian student mathematician in Oxford for his PhD is murdered; he and a distinguished mathematician who was an old family friend of the dead woman assist an astonishingly well educated copper in the quest for this killing and the series of "almost imperceptible murders" that follows. The joy of the book lies not so much in the mystery plot, although that's (despite aforementioned qualms) fair enough, as in the frequent digressions as the central characters discuss (sometimes cod) mathematical philosophy; my favourite part of this was the consideration that more than one mathematical series might be defined by the same first three terms. In case that might sound forbidding, it isn't. This is great entertainment; I can imagine, though, that the publisher's efforts on the cover to make it seem like just another murder mystery must have led to some mightily puzzled commuters . . . The translation is generally very good, although every now and there's a glaring mistranslation (because literal Spanish rather than colloquial English) of a single word. I blame the copyeditor for not picking these few instances up.