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3.98 AVERAGE
3.98 AVERAGE
challenging
slow-paced
Vaikea kirja arvioida. Todella hidas ja hankalaluluinen, joten kokemuksena tämän kirjan lukeminen ei ollut mieluisaa. Vaatii kuitenkin aikamoista taituruutta kirjoittaa Schulzin tavoin. Omalla tavallaan mielenkiintoinen, mutta ihanaa että sen lukeminen on ohi.
challenging
funny
mysterious
reflective
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
No
Loveable characters:
Complicated
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Complicated
adventurous
challenging
lighthearted
reflective
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
N/A
Strong character development:
N/A
Loveable characters:
N/A
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
N/A
this book made absolutely zero sense but i don’t think it was supposed to? i liked the imagery and diction tho.
challenging
mysterious
reflective
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Complicated
I became aware of Bruno Schultz while reading The Messiah of Stokholm by Cynthia Ozik and decided to read the works of this seemingly obscure author. Schultz's work contains some of the most beautiful prose I have ever read. I don't understand why this author is not more widely known. I read it slowly, savoring the language and enjoying the stories as told by this exceptional Jewish holocaust victim. Thank goodness for writers like Cynthia Ozik whose goal it is to expose great but little-known authors!
adventurous
challenging
emotional
hopeful
mysterious
reflective
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
Complicated
Diverse cast of characters:
Complicated
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Complicated
Weird and baroque in a way that captivated me but I didn't always get along with. I liked the more standalone stories to the connected ones with recurring characters. As someone who did the whole Sisi/Habsburg tour of Vienna a few years ago and loves revisionist history, "Spring" was my favourite.
Stary, nieeeee. Ojciec by nigdy czegoś takiego nie zrobił!!!11!
Po przeczytaniu drugi raz, bez presji ze strony szkoły, uwielbiam Sklepy... jeszcze bardziej.
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(celia wieniewska translation - his complete surviving work, containing 'The Street of Crocodiles', 'Sanatorium Under the Sign of the Hourglass', and 3 other stories)
My first impression was similar to Foer's, who writes in the foreword that 'the language was too heightened...the experience was too intense to be pleasant'. I'd literally never read anything remotely like this, the closest I can think of is Rosetti's 'Goblin Market' but even that's a stretch. It's like my brain couldn't handle such relentless luxurious, excessive, intensely sensual imagery. I kept reading the first page and stopping, trying again, stopping, trying again, battled through the first story and started to understand a little more but still needed to try again....I understand that every time you start reading a new author you might need a little time to lock into their style before you fully sink in but this was to another extreme. and it was so very worth the persevering.
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The Street of Crocodiles
Not a novel, and not a collection of short-stories, but a dreamlike array of connected visions, each of them standing on their own as a coherent work but gaining a kaleidoscopic power when taken collectively. To read The Street of Crocodiles is to be immersed in the memories and imagination of a writer who sees magic and beauty and madness everywhere; secret worlds endlessly bleeding through the borders of our own. A stunning, singular book.
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Sanatorium Under the Sign of the Hourglass
The most obvious difference between 'Street of Crocodiles' & 'Sanatorium' is the fact that the latter feels like a assortment of various unconnected short stories, while the former feels like a unified collection. With the possible exception of the titular story, 'Street of Crocodiles' features a single continuous narrator, a consistent style, and recurring characters. While there are still stories in 'Sanatorium' that revisit the Bruno stand-in, his father, Adela, the shop assistants etc., there are others with completely different narrators, and some that barely feel like Bruno Schulz at all in terms of style. If not for his distinct descriptions of seasons & weather, I'd never have guessed that 'The Old Age Pensioner' and 'Loneliness' for instance were written by him if I'd read them blind. They're very fine stories but a little conventional, and my least favourite of his works as a result. The rest of the collection is absolutely superb though, especially the two longest works; the titular story and 'Spring'.
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The Republic of Dreams / Autumn / Fatherland
Three of his greatest works. 'The Republic of Dreams' is a glorious treatise on creativity, 'Autumn' contains some of his best descriptions of seasons & weather in an extremely packed field, and 'Fatherland' is stunning. The latter is completely different from everything else he wrote; simple in style and narrative but possessing such emotional depth and power. Beautiful & heartbreaking.
(celia wieniewska translation - his complete surviving work, containing 'The Street of Crocodiles', 'Sanatorium Under the Sign of the Hourglass', and 3 other stories)
My first impression was similar to Foer's, who writes in the foreword that 'the language was too heightened...the experience was too intense to be pleasant'. I'd literally never read anything remotely like this, the closest I can think of is Rosetti's 'Goblin Market' but even that's a stretch. It's like my brain couldn't handle such relentless luxurious, excessive, intensely sensual imagery. I kept reading the first page and stopping, trying again, stopping, trying again, battled through the first story and started to understand a little more but still needed to try again....I understand that every time you start reading a new author you might need a little time to lock into their style before you fully sink in but this was to another extreme. and it was so very worth the persevering.
***********************************************
The Street of Crocodiles
Not a novel, and not a collection of short-stories, but a dreamlike array of connected visions, each of them standing on their own as a coherent work but gaining a kaleidoscopic power when taken collectively. To read The Street of Crocodiles is to be immersed in the memories and imagination of a writer who sees magic and beauty and madness everywhere; secret worlds endlessly bleeding through the borders of our own. A stunning, singular book.
************************************************
Sanatorium Under the Sign of the Hourglass
The most obvious difference between 'Street of Crocodiles' & 'Sanatorium' is the fact that the latter feels like a assortment of various unconnected short stories, while the former feels like a unified collection. With the possible exception of the titular story, 'Street of Crocodiles' features a single continuous narrator, a consistent style, and recurring characters. While there are still stories in 'Sanatorium' that revisit the Bruno stand-in, his father, Adela, the shop assistants etc., there are others with completely different narrators, and some that barely feel like Bruno Schulz at all in terms of style. If not for his distinct descriptions of seasons & weather, I'd never have guessed that 'The Old Age Pensioner' and 'Loneliness' for instance were written by him if I'd read them blind. They're very fine stories but a little conventional, and my least favourite of his works as a result. The rest of the collection is absolutely superb though, especially the two longest works; the titular story and 'Spring'.
************************************************
The Republic of Dreams / Autumn / Fatherland
Three of his greatest works. 'The Republic of Dreams' is a glorious treatise on creativity, 'Autumn' contains some of his best descriptions of seasons & weather in an extremely packed field, and 'Fatherland' is stunning. The latter is completely different from everything else he wrote; simple in style and narrative but possessing such emotional depth and power. Beautiful & heartbreaking.
I am unfortunately not big-brained enough to wrap my head around Schulz’s dense, flowery prose. I wanted to like it but this is just not my cup of tea.