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3.99 AVERAGE
3.99 AVERAGE
listened to an audiobook for my literature class. I think this is my favorite book in school’s program
reflective
relaxing
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Complicated
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
emotional
reflective
slow-paced
emotional
reflective
sad
tense
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
political Oblomov’s demise is both tragic and inevitable and a really interesting commentary on Russian society
A story of what life is all about, what purpose one should carry, how love is found and how to know if what one has found is in fact- love.
This book was a TOME and slow to get through at times, but the characters of Oblomov, Olga and Andrey are depicted so well and symbolize such distinct approaches towards life that my chest ached at times for each one.
Oblomov, our main character, is a piece of work. So used to being a master of the land and have everyone else tend to his needs that an aura of sluggishness envelops him. We follow his life as new encounters, relationships and conflicts pierce through that aura and witness his years all the way up to his last to see where he ends up.
I should emphasize, his laziness is the kind that made me want to put the book aside and take a stroll. And possibly gauge my eyes out with frustration. Multiple times. All in the span of the first 50 pages. He embodies lazyness and procrastination and letting life go by as he watches from a sofa. His character is a mockery to that state of humanity and Goncharov does a masterfull job at underlining it. And then highlighting it. And to be sure circling it a few times over on these pages.
Overall a slow but fantastic, tragic yet funny story to read.
This book was a TOME and slow to get through at times, but the characters of Oblomov, Olga and Andrey are depicted so well and symbolize such distinct approaches towards life that my chest ached at times for each one.
Oblomov, our main character, is a piece of work. So used to being a master of the land and have everyone else tend to his needs that an aura of sluggishness envelops him. We follow his life as new encounters, relationships and conflicts pierce through that aura and witness his years all the way up to his last to see where he ends up.
I should emphasize, his laziness is the kind that made me want to put the book aside and take a stroll. And possibly gauge my eyes out with frustration. Multiple times. All in the span of the first 50 pages. He embodies lazyness and procrastination and letting life go by as he watches from a sofa. His character is a mockery to that state of humanity and Goncharov does a masterfull job at underlining it. And then highlighting it. And to be sure circling it a few times over on these pages.
Overall a slow but fantastic, tragic yet funny story to read.
Heel veel herkenning, zonder feest.
Herkenning in Oblomov zelf. Herkenning spreidde zich uit als een steeds dichterbij komend plafond, wetende dat een slechte afloop reëel is. Herkenning, herkenning, herkenning. Ik voel(de) me Oblomov. Deed ik het boek dicht, angst. Open, angst. Maar: het is een angst die maakt dat ik niet meer weg kan kijken. En in die zin toch wel feest, hopelijk (want wegkijken is aantrekkelijk en angst zit toch overal).
Een heel persoonlijke leeservaring (niet dat dat echt anders kan...) door het bewustzijn wat ik er gratis bij kreeg. Een ietwat raadselachtige review die me passend lijkt voor een boek waarvan ik vermoed dat ik de invloed (het plafond, of, de roep) nog een poosje met me mee ga dragen.
Meer algemeen getrokken is Oblomov een boek waarin voor mij vooral de diepgaande, diverse karakterbeschrijvingen en hun stroom van overpeinzingen als heel sterk bij blijven. En nog veel meer, maar voor nu laat ik het hierbij.
Herkenning in Oblomov zelf. Herkenning spreidde zich uit als een steeds dichterbij komend plafond, wetende dat een slechte afloop reëel is. Herkenning, herkenning, herkenning. Ik voel(de) me Oblomov. Deed ik het boek dicht, angst. Open, angst. Maar: het is een angst die maakt dat ik niet meer weg kan kijken. En in die zin toch wel feest, hopelijk (want wegkijken is aantrekkelijk en angst zit toch overal).
Een heel persoonlijke leeservaring (niet dat dat echt anders kan...) door het bewustzijn wat ik er gratis bij kreeg. Een ietwat raadselachtige review die me passend lijkt voor een boek waarvan ik vermoed dat ik de invloed (het plafond, of, de roep) nog een poosje met me mee ga dragen.
Meer algemeen getrokken is Oblomov een boek waarin voor mij vooral de diepgaande, diverse karakterbeschrijvingen en hun stroom van overpeinzingen als heel sterk bij blijven. En nog veel meer, maar voor nu laat ik het hierbij.
I'm completely ambivalent about this book. On one hand I loved it. The absurdity of the whole situation can be very confronting and makes you think. It even makes you laugh. What is brilliant is that Oblomow's life is so absurd that you keep thinking no one could ever be like this in real life. Or could they? Is it really that absurd?
But on the other hand I almost hated the book. I could get so frustrated while reading it. Gontsjarov is really taking his time to tell this story. And some of the characters are such idiots. I just wanted to crawl into the book and slap them in the face.
But overall it was a good book and I could recommend it. I suppose it's a good thing books can get you frustrated.
But on the other hand I almost hated the book. I could get so frustrated while reading it. Gontsjarov is really taking his time to tell this story. And some of the characters are such idiots. I just wanted to crawl into the book and slap them in the face.
But overall it was a good book and I could recommend it. I suppose it's a good thing books can get you frustrated.
Dost skličující čtení, čtenář jen sleduje, jak se Oblomov řítí líně plouží ke svému konci. Skvělá pozorovací schopnost Gončarova, fantastický jazyk. Více zde.
"Bu kitapta dikkat edilmesi gereken Oblomov değil, Oblomovluktur."
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Doğu'nun tembel, üşengeç, eylemsiz ve yine de bir yönüyle idealist portresi ile Batı'nın üretken ve meşgul portresinin çizilip karşılaştırıldığı bir kitap Oblomov. Gonçarov, okuyanı "oblomovluk" diye bir kavramla yüzleşmeye mecbur bırakıyor, özellikle bizim içinde bulunduğumuz doğu geleneği ve bu coğrafyanın mirası olan miskinliğe dışarıdan bakmaya olanak sağlıyor, ki bu bakış, -kendimize kuşbakışı bakmak- kendimizi değiştirme ve geliştirme ihtiyacını içimizde duymamızı sağlıyor. Bu nedenle Oblomov okumamız gereken bir kitap, Oblomovluk anlamamız gereken bir olgu.
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Doğu'nun tembel, üşengeç, eylemsiz ve yine de bir yönüyle idealist portresi ile Batı'nın üretken ve meşgul portresinin çizilip karşılaştırıldığı bir kitap Oblomov. Gonçarov, okuyanı "oblomovluk" diye bir kavramla yüzleşmeye mecbur bırakıyor, özellikle bizim içinde bulunduğumuz doğu geleneği ve bu coğrafyanın mirası olan miskinliğe dışarıdan bakmaya olanak sağlıyor, ki bu bakış, -kendimize kuşbakışı bakmak- kendimizi değiştirme ve geliştirme ihtiyacını içimizde duymamızı sağlıyor. Bu nedenle Oblomov okumamız gereken bir kitap, Oblomovluk anlamamız gereken bir olgu.
emotional
funny
reflective
sad
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
I love this book with all of my heart. It was funny, it was sad and frustrating. I was upset with the main character and felt bad for him and understood him...and sometimes didn't want to understand him...and didn't want to relate to him and finding my own thoughts between the pages, my own feelings. There are moments this books make you feel hopeful, there are moments you feel hopeless. This book about a person slowly killing himself, in the slowest, most miserable way possible, will love or friendship help him to save himself or it is all lost for him?..