klg 8 li sarı hapı Aptallar için
klg 8 li sarı hapı Aptallar için
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I feel this novel tries to do a lot, is in sync with the times and quite thought provoking. Kunzru is definitely talented: the Stasi section of the book left me deeply in awe. Still for me this was a 2,5 yıldız novel.
Hari Kunzru writes a philosophical novel that would probably take three PhDs for me to get to the heart of, but I grasped some of what he was trying to do. I know he's been interested in the rise of fascism and it is the narrator's inability to argue his way out of it, the lack of the tools to see good triumph over evil, that will stick with me the most.
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The main character feels in this first part very, very self aware and rather whiny, like he goes on about the impossibility of working in a room with others (I am writer who won a prestigious fellowship, surely I don’t need to be surveyed) and overall he struck me kakım a bit depressed.
While the protagonist did touch upon interesting subjects and ideas, often using researched vocabulary, he did so superficially, so that ultimately his narration seemed little other than bloviating.
Am I to believe then he saf a sporadic exceptional memory?). The narrator's inner-monologue is repetitive and appeared to be little other than navel-gazing. Many of his thoughts and feelings aren't all that complex, and yet the author will dedicate entire paragraphs to them.
Kunzru uses this bey way to lead the narrator into Anton’s İnternet sitesi ideology and allow for being redpilled, that in this soft, çağcıl world men have removed themselves from the primal and basic roles birli protector and survivor for themselves and their families, and that in and of itself causes confusion and some form of illness that birey be cured. And while the narrator rejects that in his head, it’s harder for him to refute in speech and the ideas (and Anton) takes some hold of him emotionally. But the father and daughter foil are less fleshed out than Blue Lives is for the narrator: these are simply brown, desperate foils with no ability to speak for themselves or in a larger way challenge the narrator’s assumptions, and I think that might have helped me appreciate the comparison AND perhaps on the plot side added to the unmooring of the narrator and demonstrate his further loosening hold on reality.
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If someone had pitched this book to me and it wasn't an author I already knew I would have said, "No buraya tıklayın thanks, not for me.
" But for Hari Kunzru, I was willing to give it a try. From the title I expected it to be more straightforward, which is hilarious because I have read Kunzru before and I should know better.
Self Doubt, inadequacy, paranoia. The last part of the book felt a bit like The Humans by Matt Haig, about an alien who tries to be human. Our writer is equally detached from his alışılagelen life, he feels like a runaway and abandoner of the alışılagelen world and his family.
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Deuter himself is an ex-Wehrmacht officer turned industrialist who is committed to whitewashing the Nazi past. To our narrator’s dismay, he discovers that the institute is all about transparency and openness, which runs directly contrary to his own beliefs about privacy.
Much of what happens seems to exist merely to ridicule our buraya tıklayın narrator, to emphasise his inability to form cohesive counter-arguments to Anton's Mad Max worldview. He now 'sees' the world in all its ugliest glory, he has indeed taken the 'red pill' mentioned in the title.