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Informació de l'obraThe Ocean at the End of the Lane de Neil Gaiman (2013)
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Excellent story telling, as usual! Unique and touching. ( ![]() If I could give this book six stars I would, read it in a few hours but one of those books that moves the soul and stays with you...plus top marks for having the main character recite Alice in wonderland and Gilbert and Sullivan when he is afraid, gave me a chuckle I loved this book. It was narrated by the author, which I always think adds depth. Enjoy So Strange. But an unbelievably rewarding reading. He has such a mastery of words such an unexpected fine twist of phrase. Short as it was, it swallowed me in so deeply that I found myself thinking about it long after I read it. The entire story seems to be told when he wanders away from his mother funeral to visit the places where as a child he met the ultimate mother figure, the triple goddess. Mrs. Hempstock is "the maiden, mother and crone" of the folk tales, it seems, based on the ending: "I said, ‘It’s funny. For a moment, I thought there were two of you. Isn’t that odd?’ ‘It’s just me,’ said the old woman. ‘It’s only ever just me.’ ‘I know,’ I said. ‘Of course it is.’" Only one does not shine in the book. Some passages have a flat tone, a matter-of-fact narration. It seems a bit out of place. As opposed to the wonderfully happy-careless-sad-childish tone at the beginning, for example. It started on a slightly bitter slightly grown-up tone you'd expect from the book loving kid sleeping with his kitten that made friends slowly. Beautiful nevertheless. You should read it. I've never had to set down a book because it was too unsettling. Until now. I had only put it down for a day, and plowed through it after that. The story was disturbing, amazing, and thought-provoking. I don't know that I'd call it fun, though. The ending is sad, and left me a little despondent. I'd hoped that this time would be the time that something different happened.
The Ocean at the End of the Lane arouses, and satisfies, the expectations of the skilled reader of fairytales, and stories which draw on fairytales. Fairytales, of course, were not invented for children, and deal ferociously with the grim and the bad and the dangerous. But they promise a kind of resolution, and Gaiman keeps this promise. [Gaiman's] mind is a dark fathomless ocean, and every time I sink into it, this world fades, replaced by one far more terrible and beautiful in which I will happily drown. The story is tightly plotted and exciting. Reading it feels a lot like diving into an extremely smart, morally ambiguous fairy tale. And indeed, Gaiman's adult protagonist observes at one point that fairy tales aren't for kids or grownups — they're just stories. In Gaiman's version of the fairy tale, his protagonist's adult and child perspectives are interwoven seamlessly, giving us a sense of how he experienced his past at that time, as well as how it affected him for the rest of his life. Reading Gaiman's new novel, his first for adults since 2005's The Anansi Boys, is like listening to that rare friend whose dreams you actually want to hear about at breakfast. The narrator, an unnamed Brit, has returned to his hometown for a funeral. Drawn to a farm he dimly recalls from his youth, he's flooded with strange memories: of a suicide, the malign forces it unleashed and the three otherworldly females who helped him survive a terrifying odyssey. Gaiman's at his fantasy-master best here—the struggle between a boy and a shape-shifter with "rotting-cloth eyes" moves at a speedy, chilling clip. What distinguishes the book, though, is its evocation of the powerlessness and wonder of childhood, a time when magic seems as likely as any other answer and good stories help us through. "Why didn't adults want to read about Narnia, about secret islands and ... dangerous fairies?" the hero wonders. Sometimes, they do.
It began for our narrator forty years ago when the family lodger stole their car and committed suicide in it, stirring up ancient powers best left undisturbed. Dark creatures from beyond the world are on the loose, and it will take everything our narrator has just to stay alive: there is primal horror here, and menace unleashed - within his family and from the forces that have gathered to destroy it. His only defense is three women, on a farm at the end of the lane. The youngest of them claims that her duckpond is ocean. The oldest can remember the Big Bang. No s'han trobat descripcions de biblioteca. |
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