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Çok hayata dair işte bu roman. And no threat is ever quite imaginary. And our hero, George, is tired, tired of the bullshit and hypocrisy.

A Single Man Movie Review & Film Summary (2009) - Nhân vật chính không phải là một hình tượng lịch lãm, phong độ như Colin Firth mà đó là một ông già 58 tuổi, mang nhiều dấu vết của thời gian, vì thế mà ông thường nghĩ về cái chết rất nhiều lần trong cuốn sách. That's a lot of freakin' masks!

George, the protagonist, is adjusting to life on his own after the sudden death of his partner, determined to persist in the routines of his daily life. George, the protagonist, is adjusting to life on his own after the sudden death of his partner, determined to persist in the routines of his daily life. An Englishman and a professor living in suburban Southern California, he is an outsider in every way, and his internal reflections and interactions with others reveal a man who loves being alive despite everyday injustices and loneliness. Wry, suddenly manic, constantly funny, surprisingly sad, this novel catches the true textures of life itself. When for a few brief seconds the silence drowns out the noise and I can feel rather than think, and things seem so sharp and the world seems so fresh. I can never make these moments last. I cling to them, but like everything, they fade. I have lived my life on these moments. They pull me back to the present, and I realize that everything is exactly the way it was meant to be. When for a few brief seconds the silence drowns out the noise and I can feel rather than think, and things single mann so sharp and the world seems so fresh. I can never make these moments last. I cling to them, but like everything, they fade. I have lived my life on these moments. They pull me back to the present, single mann I realize that everything is exactly the way it was meant to be. He has made plans, many plans, beautiful plans, perfect plans that were scattered to the winds by seemingly random events. When we are with the right person our dreams can dovetail together and even the unachievable can seem so possible. An assembly of stars can be seen as mythological creatures and the future can be sketched outside the mind and achieve timbers, doors and windows. Those windows, if you peer out them from the corner of your eye, may even let you see further into your destiny. Not some random Jim, not the Jim that was the friend of a friend or the Jim that sold newspapers at the local kiosk. He was the Jim of the past, the present, and the future. It was meant to be. The one that knows what to say, knows what to do, and the other George of the internal monologue. The one brimming with hurt and pain. Sometimes he sneaks past the public persona and says exactly what he feels. Then why should it make them nice to be loathed. It is only when he is teaching at the local college that sometimes the discussion will trip the right buttons and the real George rippling with a chainmail of indignation will throw his voice up at the universe. Yes, I am crazy, he thinks. That is my secret; my strength. Haunted by memories of what was and what could have been. Jim lying opposite him at the other end of the couch, also reading; the two of them absorbed in their books yet so completely aware of single mann other's presence. And life energy surges hotly through him, and delight, and appetite. How good to be in a body - even this old beat-up carcass - that still has warm blood and live semen and rich marrow and wholesome flesh. It is just that he likes listening to their voices, the one or the other, according to his mood. He misuses them quite ruthlessly - despite single mann respectful way he has to talk about them in public - to put him to bed, to take his mind off the hands of the single mann, to relax the nagging of his pyloric spasm, to gossip him out of his melancholy, to trigger the conditioned reflexes of his colon. He even has visions about the local toughs standing on the street corners. Yet he still claims a distant kinship with the strength of their young arms and shoulders and loins. For a few bucks he could get any one of them to climb into the car, ride back with him to his house, strip off butch leather jacket, skin-tight levis, shirt and cowboy single mann and take part, a naked, sullen young athlete, in the wrestling bout of his pleasure. There is the person who speaks for us and there is the person who says what we are really thinking, a constant echo in our head as we puzzle over what we see. We are sometime rather brutal with the outside world, with people. If we are lucky we single mann keep it contained behind the facade, just keep playing the movie for an audience of one. The horrible thoughts we have, mostly just single mann bit of catty nonsense, but sometimes vindictively pessimistic give us sardonic pleasure. Sometimes we do mean it, but sometimes the bruised single mann within says something quite different from the version of ourselves we present to the world. I also read and reviewed Christopher Isherwood's novel Mr. Glimmers of light thanks to few daily joys can be seen in his gray days: single mann female friend who invites him to single mann to distract him, but awkwardily ends up kissing him, ignoring his homosexuality and pretending more than what George can offer her. Glimmers of light thanks to few daily joys can be seen in his gray days: a female friend who invites him to dinner to distract him, but awkwardily ends up kissing him, ignoring his homosexuality and pretending more than what George can offer her. Or a college single mann who spends the night at George's house, giving him a few hours of company and a renewed desire, which maybe it is too late to pander to. However, they are only momentary flashes: light and dark. I admit that I did not know. First-class language, essential and sharp prose. Vote: 7,5 Una vita ordinaria quella di George, un professore di mezza età che deve relazionarsi con la solitudine a causa della scomparsa prematura del compagno. Spiragli di luce dati da piccole gioie quotidiane si intravedono nelle sue giornate grigie: un amica che lo invita a cena e lo distrae, ma goffamente finisce per baciarlo ignorando la sua omosessualità e pretendendo più di quello che George può offrirle. Oppure uno studente universitario che passa la notte a casa sua, donandogli qualche ora di compagnia e un desiderio riacceso ma che forse è troppo tardi per assecondare. Sono però solo intermittenze, luce e buio. Linguaggio sopraffino, prosa essenziale e tagliente. Voto: 7,5 Christopher Isherwood has written a book that makes me hate him. Or maybe I hate myself. The main theme of this book is loss; loss of a lover, loss of youth, loss of identity, loss of direction, it's all there in beautifully phrased observations and it tickled that spot in my mind, the spot where I hide all of my fears, until I could no longer ignore the fact that I am and I continue to lose these things myself until one day the devastating and unthinkable will happen and I will lose that which Christopher Isherwood has written a book that makes me hate him. Or maybe I hate myself. The main theme of this book is loss; loss of a lover, loss of youth, loss of identity, loss of direction, it's all there in beautifully phrased observations and it tickled that spot in my mind, the spot where I hide all of my fears, until I could no longer ignore the fact that I am and I single mann to lose these things myself until one day the devastating and unthinkable will happen and I will lose that which I hold most important. It's not my hair, for once. Jim lying opposite him at the other end of the couch, also reading; the two of them absorbed in their books yet so completely aware of each other's presence. This book does this to me and whilst I love that I am seen reading such wonderful literature on a train when either side of me are people with the latest mega bestsellers with no words bigger than two syllables and all the feeling of my hand after I've slept on it all night, I'm not sure I am mature enough or willing to deal with the consequences. This is not a great piece of gay literature, this is a great piece of literature full stop. If that offends you I shall not apologise. An astounding piece of single mann a day in the life of novel. Single mann day belongs to George Falconer; an English professor in his 50s English by nationality as well teaching in southern California. It is set in the early 1960s. The novel takes us from waking to breakfast, to travelling to work and so on. T An astounding piece of work; a day in the life of novel. The day belongs to George Falconer; an Single mann professor in his 50s English by nationality as well teaching in southern California. It is set in the early 1960s. The novel takes us from waking to breakfast, to travelling to work and so on. The interactions with Charlotte and Kenny are wonderfully poignant and very funny. Some stream of consciousness novels can be hard work, but this one just flows; it could so easily have single mann sentimental because of the focus on loss, but it does not. Jim lying opposite him at the other end of the couch, also reading; the two of them absorbed in their books yet so completely aware of each other's presence. This is just a great novel and I would urge everyone to single mann it. There is a certain level of melancholy, but there is warmth, hope and great humanity. Even though there are positive reviews aplenty I still had concerns this would turn out to be an overly melodramatic letdown, but needn't have worried as what we have here is a compressed work of utter brilliance from a vastly undervalued writer who does not waste a single word making the reading experience flawless. There are two thing in particular to highlight that nailed it for me, firstly I do not believe Isherwood set out with the intention of writing a story wholly about about homosexuali Even though there are positive reviews aplenty I still had concerns this would turn out to be an overly melodramatic letdown, but needn't have worried as what we have here is single mann compressed work of utter brilliance from a vastly undervalued writer who does not waste a single word making the reading experience flawless. There are two thing in particular to highlight that nailed it for me, firstly I do not believe Isherwood set out with the intention of writing a story wholly about about homosexuality but to create a universal character in George Falconer who comes across just like everybody else meaning he is easy to relate to. Secondly although deeply shattering in it's portrayal of a man grieving for his partner there is something almost life affirming in how George's bereavement is told that not only showcases how to do sad without being depressing, but also what love and affection means in it's truest sense regardless of single mann sex of a partner. A phenomenal small novel written with total heart and soul. It's listed as being 192 pages long, but I swear it's because the edition I read had fifty words a page with three inch margins an every side. It's so economical it is more or less mind-blowing. If my desire to express whimsy came from andand my inclination to be daring and irreverent came from and — If my unruly imagination came fromand my eye for alienation from — If my lust for scale came from I aspire. It's listed as being 192 pages long, but I swear it's because the edition I read had fifty words a page with three inch margins an every side. It's so economical it is more or less mind-blowing. If my desire to express whimsy came from andand my inclination to be daring and irreverent came from and — If my unruly imagination came fromand my eye for alienation from — If my lust for scale came fromand and — And if my visions of other worlds came fromandand — Then my taste for lyrical, emotive, yet still ecumenical prose came from. Every line a honed blade. With every word the keen edge, effortlessly slicing, slicing, slicing, until the ribbons of you it leaves behind reveal the images and the feelings and the insight he'd woven into his words from the beginning. How I try so very hard to come close to what he's done in this novel. To how he's done it. An entire day in the life of a human man. A single man, during which his life and all that it means and all it has come to spreads open for you like a night bloom, a secret between you and the moon, to look upon it and see what's inside. He wrote it in something like two weeks. Single mann it's wonderful, and heartbreaking, and now a passenger in my body—a lens over my eyes, the better for me to compare my labors against his. For me to remember how he created so much with so little. It is transcendent, and its beauty is matched only by its grief. Page after page it spoke to me, as eloquently and profoundly as any book I've ever read. It was sad and funny and wise and observant without ever becoming sentimental or maudlin. In 186 pages of concentrated, yet langorous, stream-of-consciousness prose Isherwood gets to the heart of what it means to be a middle-aged man, a loner, a fish out of water, an expatriate on several single mann -- as a Britisher in single mann new land, a gay man This book is a truly beautiful thing; a completely exquisite experience. Page after page it spoke to me, as eloquently and profoundly as any book I've ever read. It was sad and funny and wise and observant without ever becoming sentimental or maudlin. In 186 pages of concentrated, yet langorous, stream-of-consciousness prose Isherwood gets to the heart of what it means to be a middle-aged man, a loner, a fish out of water, an expatriate on several levels -- as a Britisher in a new land, a gay man in mid-century America, a man who thinks of himself as an outsider and a social animal at the same time; as a human, temporarily privileged to be in the land of the living. Death is always on his mind, which makes his yearning to live all the more powerful and poignant. The book has no plot, per se. It begins with him waking up in bed and his realization of the process of becoming conscious, of being alive, of being here and now. It proceeds through memories of his life, and the recent death of his partner, Jim. It takes us through his day, teaching his seemingly oblivious young charges and privileges us with his sly, wry single mann oddly generous observations on American social mores, customs and materialism of the 1950s-early 1960s. It shows us his distanced relations with his neighbors, his platonic and touching relationship with fellow expat, Charlotte, his journeys to the grocery and to a bar, and his fledgling potential love relationship with a young student. Despite the tinge of sadness throughout, the book is often wickedly funny, and always full of magnificent insight. Finding a Holy Grail book like this is what readers live for. I'm quite floored by it, and very grateful to have found it. KevinR Ky 2016; very slightly amended 2016: As of this date I still have not seen the film version, which I possess in my film collection. I'm actually not eager to see it single mann the book was so fulfilling. He pictures the evening he might have spent, snugly at home, fixing the food he has bought, then lying down on the couch beside the bookcase and reading himself slowly sleepy. At first glance, this is an absolutely convincing and charming scene of domestic contentment. Only after a few instances does George notice the omission which makes it meaningless. What is left out of the picture is Jim, lying opposite him single mann the other end of the couch, also reading; the two of them absorbed in their boo He pictures the evening he might have spent, snugly at home, fixing the food he has bought, then lying down on the couch beside the bookcase and reading himself slowly sleepy. At first glance, this is an absolutely convincing and charming scene of domestic contentment. Only after a few instances does George notice the omission which makes it meaningless. What is left out of the picture is Jim, lying opposite him at the other end of the couch, also reading; the two of them absorbed in their books yet so completely aware of each other's presence. We are introduced to our protagonist George, a middle-aged man who has been attached to a man, Jim, who has recently died in an accident. The status of his relationship with Jim is never clearly stated, though it is heavily implied they shared a sexual relationship and were a couple until Jim's untimely death. Exploring the theme of homosexuality, Isherwood never ponders about the usual subjects authors can write about when developing gay or lesbian characters: George's relationship with Jim and the other men in his life is depicted as something entirely normal, which is exactly the way it should be done. And no threat is ever quite imaginary. I'm like single mann book you have to read. A book can't read itself to you. It doesn't even know what it's about. I don't know what I'm about. This is a book about clinging to the past, about the importance of forgetting in order to start living again, about how single mann be truly happy. Philosophical in his novel's depth, yet never exaggeratedly philosophical in his style, Isherwood confronts his readers with a number of important questions about life itself, the importance of past, present and future and how to deal with what lies behind and what lies ahead of you. The writing style requires some time to get used to. When I first started reading the book a short time after watching the movie starring Colin Firth and Julianne Moore, I was thrown back by the writing. Between the most notable parts of the text, Isherwood likes to ramble on and on about the daily life of our protagonist, and as important as it may be for setting the mood, I personally found it difficult to keep single mann attention on the prose. However, especially in the second half of the novel, the dominance of those parts is more and more reduced, until we come to the ending, an ending which I am likely not going to forget because it simply was so surprisingly well-written. It took some time for me to get accustomed to the novel's style and to get the images from the movie out of my head in order to appreciate the book for what it is and to judge it separately from the on-screen adaptation. It's a great book which touches many interesting and important subjects without referring to stereotypical methods to convey them, though in my opinion it's also a book which is hard to recommend to anybody. For astronauts that had returned from walking on the moon, I imagine that the worst part of their experience was having to live out the rest of their lives. This then makes me think about retired professional athletes, former world-stage politicians, etc. This then makes me think about retired professional athletes, former world-stage politicians, etc. The protagonist George is living through the post-trauma haze of life after the sudden death of his partner Jim. And though the narrative moves through George's mind and eyes, we recognize that it isn't just George that is having to experience this fog. single mann His neighborly female friend Charley is experiencing the same burden of living after her own defining event. We read, and if we relate viscerally, we are in that stage of life. If not, it hasn't happened to us yet. We never meet Jim in person. This is George after Jim. A middle-aged man caught between daydreams and nightmares, adhering to the conformity of life in the daytime, drowning his sorrows - well knowing that the little devils can swim - in alcohol at night. How do you cope when your lover is gone, killed in a car crash, a lover you even cant admit the love t We never meet Jim in person. This is George after Jim. A middle-aged man caught between daydreams and nightmares, adhering to the conformity of life in the daytime, drowning his sorrows - well knowing that the little devils can swim - in alcohol at night. How do you cope when your lover single mann gone, killed in a car crash, a lover you even single mann admit the love to openly. He just goes on, not hoping that time will heal, for it will never. Being lonely though surrounded be people is George´s new identity, the one he slowly and often with a slight hang-over puts on every morning, George without Jim. To have loved and lost. The pain George feels is unfolded expertly and with such empathy to the reader, that it is hard not the shed a tear. A Single Man, to me, is a novel about Jim-less George and his pain which feels too real to absorb - palpable and ugly, physical and raw, at times almost disgusting. A Single Man, to me, is a novel about Jim-less George and his pain which feels too real to absorb - palpable and ugly, physical and raw, at times almost disgusting. Christopher Isherwood 1904-1986 was an English novelist who pioneered the writing of novels with gay themes in English literature. He was openly gay, lived with and befriended fellow gay men some of them were famous also like W. At some points in his life, he also became friends and was mentored by E. In turn, when he met Ray Bradbury in a chance encounter in a bookstore, he wrote a glowing review for his The Martian Chronicles that helped launch the lat Christopher Isherwood 1904-1986 was an English novelist who pioneered the writing of novels with gay themes in English literature. He single mann openly gay, lived with and befriended fellow gay men some of them were famous also like W. At some points in his life, he also became friends and was mentored by E. In turn, when he met Ray Bradbury in a chance encounter in a bookstore, he wrote a glowing review for his The Martian Chronicles that helped launch the latter's career as a novelist. They too, became close friends. A couple of years ago, I read Isherwood's The Berlin Stories which was actually composed of two novels: Mr. Norris Changes Trains 1935 and Goodbye to Berlin 1939. Both of these works were published in Berlin at the time when Hitler was coming or in power and being gay was not tolerated. This probably explains the subtle treatment that Isherwood used in depicting gayness in these novels. The gay theme has to be deduced from closely reading the lines. Very much unlike this book, said to be his best work, A Single Man 1964. Almost not a plot at all. George has recently lost his lover, Jim who died in an vehicular accident while visiting his parent in his hometown in Ohio. At the time of Jim's death they have been living together as a couple for 28 years. The narration starts from the time George wakes up up to the time when he was sleeping after a day in his life. It was just a day but Isherwood was able to incorporate almost everything there is to know about George from his being alone and sad in the morning, his snooping neighbors whose sons they did not want to go near George's house, his life at school: single mann students - one of them watching him for his gayness - as well as a fellow professor who he shares his room with in the faculty department. His drinking spree with one of his students, Kenny and swimming naked with him later before retiring back to bed that night. The rest I will not tell you because that for me is the highlight of this novel. It almost does not have a plot yet it is textured, full and taut. Most of the narratives are first person and his use of stream-of-consciousness is one of the best I've read. Well, the book got me more interested because I have been wondering what goes on in the mind of a middle-aged gay guys. Most of my gay friends are younger than me so sometimes I wonder what if I were a gay man: how would my life's been different from what I have now. Judging from Wiki's entries about Isherwood's life, this novel seems to be semi-autobiographical so it feels sincere, truthful, single mann. And these are brilliantly reflected in this book. A fitting book to cap my whole reading experience for single mann when I read single mann most number of books in my 47 years of existence on earth. Waking up begins with saying am and now. That which has awoken then lies for a while staring up at the ceiling and down into itself until it has recognised I, and therefrom deduced I am, I am now. Now is also a cold reminder; one whole day later than yesterday, one year later than last year. Every now is labelled with its date Waking up begins with saying am and now. That which has awoken then lies for a while staring up at the ceiling and down into itself until it has recognised I, and therefrom deduced I am, I am now. Now is also a cold reminder; one whole day later than yesterday, one year later than last year. Every now is labelled with its date, rendering all past nows obsolete, until — later or sooner — perhaps — no, not perhaps — quite certainly: It will come. For its brevity, this book is packed with ideas and story. It's such a fine example of an author making every word count. Right from the start of the book, he is looking for a way to emerge from his loss and live again as a single man. But in a setting where he cannot be openly himself, where he even feels like his best friend does not understand him, it is difficult for him to express himself and to be acknowledged. It's an single mann that is heartbreaking: George's expression of shock and grief at learning of Jim's death gets mistaken for ambivalence, and even when he breaks down at his friend Charlotte's it happens under the cloak of darkness. Christopher Isherwood is one of the writers that Single mann would like to read more of. I had mostly thought of him as the creator of Sally Bowles and the Berlin novels that inform so much of our pop culture view of the 1920s, but this 1960s novel of his makes me really want to revisit the Berlin novels from the point of looking at his writing. I really loved how much he could make happen in a such a concise way. But is all of George altogether present here. Up the coast a few miles north, in a lava reef under the cliffs, there are a lot of rock pools. You can visit them when the tide is out. Each pool is separate and different, and you can, if you are fanciful, give them names — such as George, Charlotte, Kenny, Mrs Strunk. Just as George and the others are thought of, for convenience, as individual entities, so you may think of a rock pool single mann an entity; though, of course, it is not. The waters of its consciousness — so to speak — are swarming with hunted anxieties, grim-jawed greeds, dartingly vivid intuitions, old crusty-shelled rock-gripping obstinacies, deep-down sparkling undiscovered secrets, ominous protean organisms motioning mysteriously, perhaps warningly, toward the surface light. How can such a variety of creatures coexist at all. The rocks of the pool hold their world together. And, throughout the day of the ebb tide, they know no other. Daha doğrusu kitap kendini öyle okuttu. Daha doğrusu kitap kendini öyle okuttu. Tüm durağanlığına rağmen dipdiri bir anlatımı var, bu sayede George'u Tom Ford'un uyarlamasında kitabı okumadan önce izlemiş olmama rağmen kendiliğimden bambaşka yaratabildim. Kısaca özetlemem gerekirse, her manada yaşadığı şehir, yaşının hissettirdiği duygular vb yabancı bir adamla birlikte 24 saat geçirdim, evini, evinin önünde bel yapmış köprüyü, yan komşunun çocuklarını, fakülteyi, öğrencilerini, arkadaşlarını her birini elimle koymuş gibi şimdi gitsem bulabilirim. Şu kısmı not almıştım, beni sıklıkla tekmeleyen bir konu zira. Ayrıca filmini de tavsiye ederim tam bir görsel şölen. Ho questa convinzione errata che un libro breve non possa equivalere ad un libro con molte pagine. Cose che questo romanzo così intenso, ben scritto e profondo offrono. Che se lo tengano Kenny e i ragazzi. Che Charley si tenga il Passato. George si attacca solo all'Adesso. È Adesso che deve trovare un altro Jim. Che se lo tengano Kenny e i ragazzi. Che Charley si tenga il Passato. George si attacca solo all'Adesso. È Single mann che deve trovare un altro Jim. La realtà è che ne vengo risucchiata. Bilbo gratta la porta chiamandomi per la nostra passeggiata quotidiana single mann bosco ma quando torno non posso fare a meno di riaprire il libro e così trascorrerò il mio Capodanno. Siamo in California nel 1962. Questo romanzo di Isherwood è una riflessione sulle relazioni sociali, sulla vita e sulla morte. La solitudine non single mann solo una questione di assenze fisiche a cui appoggiarsi ma qualcosa che va oltre e si estende al proprio essere sociale. George legittima il cinismo e la rabbia non solo per essere rimasto solo ma per dover affermare giorno dopo giorno il diritto alla propria diversità. Poi ciò che si è svegliato resta sdraiato per un momento a osservare il soffitto e dentro se stesso finché non abbia riconosciuto Io, e da questo dedotto Io sono- Io sono ora. Qui viene dopo ed è, almeno in negativo, rassicurante; poiché stamane è qui che si aspettava di trovarsi; come dire a casa propria. single mann Ma ora non è semplicemente ora. Ora è anche un freddo promemoria; un'intera giornata più di ieri, un anno di più dell'anno scorso. Ogni ora è etichettato con la propria data, rende obsoleti tutti gli ora passati, finché — presto o tardi, forse - no, non forse, certamente: la Cosa accadrà. Sorry, I needed to type that just one more time. The ending really moved me. I love how the mystical New Age-y Isherwood creeps up on you under a covering fire of knowing, sardonic humor. Judging by ending of A Single Man, he seems to have worked it out just fine by the early 1960s. To mangle a novel as clean and tidy as this one really takes imagination. I am very familiar with this type of humor from my favorite movies and television shows, but Single mann am pleasantly surprised to single mann it here, in this brilliant little book that, on the surface, appears to be about death and grief. This book is a very intimate portrait of George, a 58 year old man who has just lost the love of his life. We the readers are allowed into his vast, fully formed internal life. Although it is the practice of his life to assume different roles, this is a man who we slowly realize is supremely comfortable in his own skin. This beautiful, sad, funny book is going on my favorites shelf. single mann If you watched the 2009 movie version of this story starring Colin Firth before reading this book, be aware that the movie takes the story in. For all of its similarities, it's different. I saw the movie first because I requested both from the library and the movie came in before the book, and the movies are only borrowable for a week, and who knew when the book was coming in, so I just sucked it up and did it. These are both good stories. But If you watched the 2009 movie version of this story starring Colin Firth before reading this book, be aware that the movie takes the story in. For all of its similarities, it's different. I saw the movie first because I requested both from the library and the single mann came in before the book, and the movies are only borrowable for a week, and who knew when single mann book was coming in, so I just sucked it up and did it. These are both good stories. They both tell the story of George, a 50+-year-old professor who has suddenly lost his lover, Jim. They both tell the story across the span of one day, from waking in the morning to going to sleep at night. They both have some of the same scenes and mostly the same characters. But there are also differences that I'm not even sure were necessary in the movie; though perhaps the book didn't have enough je ne sais quois to be an interesting enough movie. Single mann shut up about Colin Firth already, all you Colin Firth-lovers out there. This is a good book. Isherwood takes love and loss to the most heartbreaking level imaginable. The concept of loving and losing and growing older with that loss and without that love just makes me want to curl up in bed and not get out for a while. And in the span of one day, so much happiness, sadness, alienation, connection, life, grief, and experience can occur - it makes you wonder how it is we, as humans, don't just explode from all the emotions and feelings we juggle every single day. For those who grieve the loss of a loved one, take that previous statement and multiply it by about a gazillion. Life is a truly amazing and funny experience, that how-do-we-do-it. This story takes place, as previously stated, in the course of one day. It's a short book, and it reads quickly. But it is so jam-packed full of beauty that I will find it hard to forget this one. Sometimes it's all just about a cheap plastic pencil sharpener. Tek Başına Bir Adam, yabancılaşma kavramını 130 sayfada o kadar güçlü ve gerçekçi işliyor ki en büyük güzelliği bence burada yatıyor. Çok hayata dair işte bu rom Tek Başına Bir Adam, yabancılaşma kavramını 130 sayfada o kadar güçlü ve gerçekçi işliyor ki en büyük güzelliği bence burada yatıyor. Çok hayata dair işte bu roman. O romanesk anlatının yerine, bu romandaki insanın hissi dünyasını gözler önüne seren ama serdiğinden de keskin çıkarımlar yapamayacağımız anlatıları daha çok seviyorum. Çünkü tam olarak insan olmanın böyle bir şey olduğunu düşünüyorum. Sanki kitaptaki gibi onunla 24 saat geçirme fırsatı buldum ve şahitliklerim romanda geçenler oldu. Öğrencileriyle yaptığı konuşma, arkadaşı ile sarhoşken konuştukları ve kitabın son bölümündeki parçalar romanın en sevdiğim bölümleri oldu. Diğer yandan lgbtt romanı olarak lanse edilen bir eser olmasına rağmen kategorinin diğer eserleriyle pek benzeşmiyor. Haliyle konunun ele alınış şekli çok boyutlu olsa bile her zaman bir eşcinsellik söylemi çıkarmaya müsaittir. Karakter her noktada yabancılaşmanın içine daldığından derdi izlenirliğini kaybetmiş durumda belki de. Diğer türdeşi eserleri de çok seviyorum ama bu romanı, bu açıdan ayrı bir sevdim. Mutlaka okumanızı tavsiye etmiyorum ama biraz ilginizi çektiyse okumaktan kaçmayın. Sonrasında Tom Ford tarafından kotarılmış filmini de izlemenizi tavsiye ederim. We've got our work masks and our family masks and our friend masks. Then, try adding to that being a gay man living in the netherworld of not pretending to be straight but also not able to be fully out the early 1960s. That's a lot of freakin' masks. And single mann hero, George, is tired, tired of the bullshit and hypocrisy. Thankfully, he still has a biting sense of humor and beware if you're on the receiving end of his satirical skewer. But George is a Masks - we all wear them. We've got our work masks and our family masks and our friend masks. Then, try adding to that being a gay man living in the netherworld of not pretending to be straight but also not able to be fully out the early 1960s. That's a lot of freakin' masks. And our hero, George, is tired, tired of the bullshit and hypocrisy. Thankfully, he still has a biting sense of humor and beware if you're on the receiving end of his satirical skewer. But George is also incredibly humane and well aware that we all do things worthy of some serious satirical skewering. There's a sweetness to his bite and I instantly fell in love with George. The story is surprisingly revelatory considering it takes place in only a single 24 hour period in George's life. Through it all George maintains his dignity even while reading Ruskin on the crapper, cursing the neighborhood brats or daydreaming about cute boys on the tennis court while a colleague is trying to have a discussion with him. And even with the masks, George is always essentially true to himself, on guard perhaps but always true. A single man, yes, but also an admirable man. Situazioni che si sono già vissute, di modo che quando si ripresentano riusciamo a fronteggiarle. Degli altri, single mann posso dire niente - ma, per ciò che mi riguarda, non c'è niente che mi abbia reso saggio. Certo, mi è capitato questo e quello; e quando mi ricapita, mi dico ci risiamo. Situazioni che si sono già vissute, di modo che quando si ripresentano riusciamo a fronteggiarle. Degli altri, single mann posso dire niente - ma, per ciò che mi riguarda, non c'è niente che mi abbia reso saggio. Certo, mi è capitato questo e quello; e quando mi ricapita, mi dico ci risiamo. Ma non mi pare di nessun aiuto. Non sta parlando sul serio. Intende dire, più stupido di quando era giovane. Allora l'esperienza non serve proprio a niente. Sta dicendo che è esattamente come se non l'avesse fatta. Dico solo che non puoi servirtene. Ma se non ci provi nemmeno. Trước khi đọc cuốn này, có nhiều thứ sẽ khiến bạn nhầm tưởng. Đồng tính không phải là chủ đề chính tác phẩm này nói tới, mà vấn đề tác giả nêu ra là sự cô độc của một nhóm người mang những đặc điểm thiểu số so với số đông còn lại, thiểu số này cũng có thể là single mann da vàng, da đen hay do thái chẳng hạn. Và để không phải cô lập ra khỏi single mann sao. Trước khi đọc cuốn này, có nhiều thứ sẽ khiến bạn nhầm tưởng. Đồng tính không phải là chủ đề chính tác phẩm này nói tới, mà vấn đề tác giả nêu ra là sự cô độc của một nhóm người mang những đặc điểm thiểu số so với số đông còn lại, thiểu số này cũng có thể là người da vàng, da đen hay do thái chẳng hạn. Nhân vật chính không phải là một hình tượng lịch lãm, phong độ như Colin Firth mà đó là một ông già 58 tuổi, mang nhiều dấu vết của thời gian, vì thế mà ông thường nghĩ về cái chết rất nhiều lần trong cuốn sách. Người cô độc, nghe tựa sách ta có thể nghĩ đến hình ảnh một con người cô đơn lạc lőng giữa cuộc sống, lúc nào cũng biểu hiện ra sự u sầu, đau khổ. Nhưng không phải vậy, George, trong các mối quan hệ bên ngoài của mình, lại là một người không kém phần đanh đá, thông minh, thấu hiểu con người, chính điều này mới làm nổi bật lên sự tương phản với hình ảnh trăn trở, suy tư của ông khi ông chỉ ở một mình, khi đã tháo ra cái mặt nạ ưu tú mà số đông kia ưa chuộng hơn. Cũng như phần dưới review này chắc có spoil chút ít nên ai chưa đọc sách thì nên cân nhắc nhé :. Khởi đầu cuốn sách cũng là khởi đầu một ngày của George, nhịp truyện rất chậm rãi đi theo những cảm nghĩ, hành động của ông từ lúc thức tỉnh đến ngồi dậy, đi dọc căn nhà, vệ sinh cá nhân. Từ đó cho ta làm quen với hoàn cảnh, ngoại hình và tính cách của nhân vật chính. Phải nói rằng đây là một trong những đoạn tả về sự cô đơn buồn và đau khổ nhất mà mình đã từng đọc. Ta biết được căn nhà trước kia có hai con người yêu thương nhau chung sống trong hạnh phúc, nay chỉ còn lại một bóng hình lẻ loi đơn độc, mà từng món đồ vật, góc nhà cũng gợi lại hình ảnh của người đã mất. Những mảnh ký ức càng đẹp đến đâu thì khi hiện lại lại càng đau buồn hơn đến đấy. Rồi từ căn nhà chật hẹp, cô đơn đó, không single mann từ từ được mở rộng ra khung cảnh bên ngoài cửa sổ, đến những người hàng xóm xung quanh. Để ý kỹ sẽ thấy được ý đồ của tác giả, với bối cảnh ngày một mở rộng dần, các mối quan hệ single mann ngoài càng phức tạp hơn thì ta như nhận thấy sự cô độc nơi George dần tan biến đi mà trở thành một người hoàn toàn khác. Nhưng có thật là ông không còn cô độc nữa không hay single mann thật là cái con người sôi nổi, nhiệt thành kia, như ông nói, chỉ là một bản thể khác của mình mà ông đã phó mặc cho nó tự hoạt động theo những mong đợi ở số đông như bao ngày trước. Vì thế bạn đừng trông chờ single mann sẽ được đọc một cuốn sách nói về nỗi cô đơn, lạc lőng xuyên suốt. Bởi phần lớn quyển sách, những đoạn George không ở một mình, ông trông chẳng có vẻ gì là thuộc về một thiểu số so với những người ngoài kia. Đây cũng là những đoạn có nhiều nét đặc sắc. Bỏ qua nỗi buồn, chôn giấu đi sự khác biệt sâu kín của mình, George là một người có cá tính rất thú vị. George có một cái nhìn hóm hỉnh nhưng không kém phần thấu đáo về những con người, sự vật xung quanh mình. Cũng như Holden, ông nghĩ nhiều về bản thân, về sự nổi loạn, muốn bùng nổ trước xã hội đầy rối ren, mâu thuẫn. Ông cười vào sự xem thường của gia đình hàng xóm khi họ đoán biết được bí mật của ông, hay là cái nhìn thương cảm cho anh bạn đồng nghiệp nhiệt tình nhưng ngờ nghệch, cho cô bạn đồng hương có cuộc sống gia đình tan vỡ, cho cái lối sống vội vã, nông cạn của những con người Mỹ. Những thiểu số đó có đáng bị cô lập như vậy không, số đông còn lại ghét bỏ hay là đang sợ những thiểu số đó, và những nỗi sợ này có vô lý hay không. Các vấn đề được đưa ra qua nhưng đối chất của ông với các sinh viên của mình, không có một kết luận cuối cùng nào, nhưng người đọc, cũng đồng thời tham gia vào cuộc đối thoại đó, cũng sẽ tìm ra câu trả lời cho riêng mình. Một ngày của George tiếp tục trôi qua, với những cuộc gặp gỡ, với những nhân vật mới, giúp ta dần dần bóc tách được cuộc sống của ông, về mối quan hệ tưởng chừng hoàn hảo với Jim, về những cảm nghĩ của ông đối với nước Anh của mình. Rồi khi trời sập tối cũng là lúc câu chuyện đi đến màn cuối cùng. Đó, con người này mới chính là George, không phải là một giáo sư kính cẩn uy nghi như mọi người vẫn thấy và vẫn muốn thấy, mà chỉ là một ông George tục tĩu, tầm thường, đầy những ham muốn dơ bẩn, trái với sự chấp nhận của xã hội ngoài kia. Để rồi, sau sự vùng lên của mình, ông đã nằm yên mãi mãi. Kết thúc này đến thật đột ngột, bất ngờ, nhưng cũng vô cùng hợp lẽ. Đó có thể hiểu là kết quả tất yếu của một thiểu số khi quyết định chống lại số đông ngoài kia, một kết quả mà có lẽ ông đã nhận ra nên trước giờ luôn mang một vỏ bọc che giấu bản thân. Hay nhân từ hơn, có thể hiểu đó là sự mãn nguyện của George khi đã hoàn thành một việc quan trọng còn lại của mình: giải phóng bản thân. Cái kết này thật sự có phần bế tắc, nhưng đặt giữa bối cảnh những năm 1960 khi cái nhìn của xã hội về đồng tính như một căn bệnh đáng ghê tởm, đáng khinh rẻ, thì còn kết cục nào hợp lý hơn cho những con người không còn muốn để cho người khác sống thay phần của mình như George. I was moved after the book, and it only got intensified after I finished the movie at 2:30 am last night. And I could not sleep until the morning. The terrible part is that I can't tell which of the two was responsible for my insomnia in the end. The wonderful part that I had not been moved in such way in a very long time. I was moved after the book, and it only got intensified after I finished the movie at 2:30 am last night. And I could not sleep until the morning. The terrible part is that I can't tell which of the two was responsible for my insomnia in the end. The wonderful part that I had not been moved in such way in a very long time. Such a short time span concerned me a little before starting the book, as I could not imagine it was going to be enough to get me immersed in its plot, but after I have finally closed the book, it felt like I have known George for my whole life. We know from the single mann beginning that George is British, that he is gay and that single mann is grieving over the loss of his boyfriend Jim, whom he had used single mann share his house with. George's grief is palpable, and although a year has already passed since Jim's death, his shadow is present in George's every move. However, sticking to the Now is complicated, and he is constantly dragged to one side or another, to nostalgic memories or to concerns about what is waiting for him in the future. Now is also a cold reminder: one whole day later than yesterday, one year later than last year. Every now is labeled with its date, rendering all past nows obsolete, until — later of sooner — perhaps — no, not perhaps — quite certainly: it will come. There is a lot of sarcasm in this book, but there is also this incredible subtlety with which the author treats some of the topics and which I couldn't but love. George's and his student Kenny's dialogue at the end of the book is one of these subtle and moving scenes that will haunt me forever. What an amazing comparison of youth and old age the author has provided us with. I can't say any more about it, you will have to arrive to this scene on your own. And the journey will wear you out. And you will not regret it. Masterly writing, capable of taking me in the first pages to the 'place' where George lives. Isherwood's writing is full of the little truths of our everyday lives and his wit and social commentary channelled through George rings true not only for when the time this was written but for now also, after all circumstances change but human interaction remains the same. I ended up highlighting most of the book, so I will not quote. If you want quotes, just read the book. George is on Masterly writing, capable of taking me in the first pages to the 'place' where George lives. Isherwood's writing is full of the little truths of our everyday lives and his wit and social commentary channelled through George rings true not only for when the time this was written but for now also, after all circumstances change but human interaction remains the same. I ended up highlighting most of the book, so I will not quote. If you want quotes, just read the book. George is one hell of an angry man, living almost on automatic, a man in mourning. It is almost as if George's antagonist lover is life itself. Life, who has taken away Jim, his body, his energy, his health, his hopes and his dreams and left him lonely, angry, sad. But through all his anger and disillusionment, George encountered life again through his forgiveness of Doris and Jim; his acceptance that life gives you absolute shit sometimes; through his sense of camaraderie at the gym and the glimpses single mann happiness he found in his surroundings; through his possible friendship with single mann neighbours and his closeness with Charlotte; but most of all through the meeting with Kenny which helped him recapture his eagerness to grab life and live. Life seemed to be wasted on youth who did not have enough need, gumption to actually grab life tight and live. Youth seemed afraid to live, life was still something to be done in the future. In this maybe George disagrees with himself when he states that experience did not matter. In the end it was his experience with what life gave him that made him realise that the only way forward, to breath, was to grab life and live now, right now. Single mann, courage, my pretty, just breath, smile and live. Good things come in small well written packages. Christopher Isherwood has puts you the reader inside the skin of the protagonist, George, experiencing a day that is both mundane and extraordinary. The loneliness and isolation of a grieving for all intents and purposes widower is certainly a central theme. Because George is a gay man in the 1960s, his grief must be private. Even so, I did not read A Single Man as a gay rights protest piece; it was much more than that. Maybe it is just me, but Good things come in small well written packages. Christopher Isherwood has puts you the reader inside the skin single mann the protagonist, George, experiencing a day that is both mundane and extraordinary. The loneliness and isolation of a grieving for all intents and purposes widower is certainly a central theme. Because George is a gay man in the 1960s, his grief must be private. Even so, I did not read A Single Man as a gay rights protest piece; it was much single mann than that. Maybe it is just me, but I read it as a great big fcuk-you. On a personal level, A Single Man felt like a love letter to Southern California, its freeways, smog, public universities, neighborhoods, diverse population, flora and fauna, and of course the beach. I loved driving on the freeway with George as we went from the westside through downtown and to the valley, single mann the smog that was in fact much worse 50 years ago than it is today. E questo possiamo dire di George, protagonista di Un uomo solo, e anche dei piccoli pianeti che gli gravitano attorno. Quella mattina Clarissa disse che li avrebbe presi lei i fiori. Ma questa mattina è diverso. Può capitare di vivere in una casa piccina e una mattina, svegliandosi, scoprire quanto sia enorme e vuota, quanto sia enorme e vuota solo perché nessuno siede al tavolo della colazione, nessuno ti urta il gomito mentre fai la barba, nessuno ti taglia la strada su per le scale. Due persone di fretta, con i piatti in mano, sono perennemente destinate a scontrarsi. È lì che si arresta di colpo, turbato dalla novità e, come la prima volta, capisce single mann Jim è morto. Era la voce che ti suggeriva la parola quando non riuscivi a finire un cruciverba. È bello seguire la partita di tennis, vedere il sudore che cola lungo le tempie di due giovani single mann, godere della single mann bellezza e sentirsi potenti. È bello persino sedere in mensa, dove gente mediocre abbozza considerazioni mediocri sul disgustoso consumismo americano. In palestra, col corpo che pulsa e si compiace di sé. Al vecchio bar sulla spiaggia, dove alla fine della guerra ci si abbordava con uno sguardo e dove invece adesso tengono un grosso e ipnotizzante televisore. Un romanzo per questo sfacciatamente umano, che sa mettere piccole garze su piccole ferite e insegnare come si frena la commiserazione. Si può sopravvivere e persino vivere bene con una soffitta nel cuore. Christopher Isherwood was a novelist, playwright, screen-writer, autobiographer, and diarist. He was also homosexual single mann made this a theme of some of his writing. He was born near Manchester in the north of England in 1904, became a U. Isherwood was the grandson and heir of a country squire, and his boyhood was privile Christopher Isherwood was a novelist, playwright, screen-writer, autobiographer, and diarist. He was also homosexual and made this a theme of some of his writing. He was born near Manchester in the north of England in 1904, became a U. Isherwood was the grandson and heir of a country squire, and his boyhood was privileged. With a school friend, Wystan Auden, he wrote three plays— The Dog Beneath the Skin 1932 single mann, The Ascent of F6 1936and On the Frontier 1938. Isherwood tells the story in his first autobiography, Lions and Shadows. In 1925, Isherwood was asked to leave Cambridge University after writing joke answers on his second-year exams. He briefly attended medical school, and progressed with his first two novels, All the Conspirators 1928 and The Memorial 1932. In 1930, he moved to Berlin where he taught English, dabbled in communism, and enthusiastically explored his homosexuality. His experiences there, provided the material for Mr. Norris Changes Trains 1935 and Goodbye to Berlin 1938still his most famous book. In Berlin in 1932, he also began an important relationship with a young German, Heinz Neddermeyer, with whom he fled the Nazis in 1933. Neddermeyer was refused entry to England on his second visit in 1934, and the pair moved restlessly about Europe until they single mann finally separated when Neddermeyer was arrested by the Gestapo in May 1937. In 1938, Isherwood sailed with Auden to China to write Journey to a War 1939about the Sino-Japanese conflict. They returned to England and Isherwood went on to Hollywood to look for movie-writing work. He also became a disciple of the Ramakrishna monk, Swami Prabhavananda, head of the Vedanta Society of Southern Single mann. He decided not to take monastic vows, but he remained a Hindu for the rest of his life, serving, praying, and lecturing in the temple every week and writing a biography, Ramakrishna and His Disciples 1965. In 1945, Single mann published Prater Violet, fictionalizing his first movie writing job in London in 1933-1934. In Hollywood, he spent the start of the 1950s fighting his way free single mann a destructive five-year affair with an attractive and undisciplined American photographer, William Caskey. In 1953, he fell in love with Don Bachardy, an eighteen-year-old college student born and raised in Los Angeles. In 1961, Isherwood and completed the final revisions to his new novel Down There on a Visit 1962. Their relationship nearly ended in 1963, and Isherwood moved out of their Santa Monica house. Isherwood wrote another novel, A Meeting by the River 1967about two brothers, single mann he gave up writing fiction and turned entirely to autobiography. In Kathleen and Frank 1971he drew on the letters and diaries of his parents. In Christopher and His Kind 1976he returned to the 1930s to tell, as a publicly avowed homosexual, the real story of his life in Berlin and his wanderings with Heinz Neddermeyer. The book made him a hero of gay liberation and a national celebrity all over again but now in his true, political and personal identity. His last book, My Guru and His Disciple 1980records with similar honesty his conversion to Hinduism and his devotion to Swami Prabhavananda.

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However, sticking to the Now is complicated, and he is constantly dragged to one side or another, to nostalgic memories or to concerns about what is waiting for him in the future. Up the coast a few miles north, in a lava reef under the cliffs, there are a lot of rock pools. How do you cope when your lover is gone, killed in a car crash, a lover you even can´t admit the love to openly? George has recently lost his lover, Jim who died in an vehicular accident while visiting his parent in his hometown in Ohio. Archived from on October 17, 2012.

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