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En midaldrende kvinde finder sig pludselig indespærret bag en mystisk glasvæg, der afgrænser et bjergområde hvor hun tilfældigt er alene i en jagthytte. Med dagbogsnotater fortæller hun om de følgende års robinsonade.
bluepiano: Another book written by an Austrian author whose protagonist is surrounded by a transparent barrier. Sphere of Glass isn't anything like so well-known as this one. Which is rather a pity.
Written by a German author about 40 years ago, The Wall describes a very unique apocalyptic world in which only one woman survives. Haushofer's insights on what it is to be a woman in any type of world are as true now as they were in the 60s, maybe even moreso. I was especially moved by the narrator's relationships with the various animals who enter (and leave) her life. Highly recommended for serious readers who aren't afraid of disturbing subjects. ( )
truly stunning story about nature, identity, survival, solitude/isolation...i'm left with so much to think about and mixed feelings of grief and hopefulness and catharsis. certified banger ( )
eigenartig, sehr klare Sprache, durch Zeitsprünge manchmal etwas schwer einzuordnen, macht nachdenklich, Was ist wichtig? Was ist das Leben? Was will die Autorin sagen?
Geschreven in 1963, in een periode waar de muur en de kerndreiging reëel waren. Het hoofdpersonage moet zien te overleven in een solitair bestaan, de wereld achter de 'wand' is dood. Zij kan overleven dankzij haar dieren (een koe, hond, poes) en de vruchten en planten die ze vindt, soms schiet ze een zwak dier (dat toch zou sterven) om wat vlees te hebben voor haar en haar dieren. De natuur en zij leven in harmonie, ze hebben elkaar nodig en helpen elkaar. Van bij de aanvang is er een dreiging in het boek, je weet dat de hond zal sterven maar pas helemaal op het einde krijg je de (beetje anti-) climax over wat en hoe het gebeurd is. De beschrijving van de natuur en vooral haar relatie met de dieren in prachtig beschreven. Van het mmoiste dat ik gelezen heb! ( )
[3.25 stars] Fans of dystopian fiction who expect a heart-pounding adventure will likely be disappointed by Haushofer’s work. First published in the early 1960s and reissued decades later, “The Wall” unfolds at a maddeningly slow pace to explore themes such as isolation, disenchantment and the concept of time. One summary aptly describes the plot as “largely uneventful.” Indeed, about 90 percent of the book involves the protagonist foraging for food and performing routine tasks for a menagerie that includes cats, dogs and cows. But the author embraces the sluggish pace with purpose. The narrator realizes that in slowing down her pace, she has truly connected with the forest. It’s an important message to those who live frenzied lives and fail to observe and appreciate their surroundings in the rush-rush of life. ( )
The Wall is a quiet book about domesticity, planting, beauty, the rhythms of keeping house, the land, human nature—and what a person can love in a people-less world. I consider it The Road’s antithesis. In contrast to McCarthy’s characters, who are toiling desperately for their survival in an ugly world, The Wall suggests our disappearance from the planet need not seem a tragedy.
Oplysninger fra den engelske Almen VidenRedigér teksten, så den bliver dansk.
For my parents
Første ord
Oplysninger fra den engelske Almen VidenRedigér teksten, så den bliver dansk.
Today, the fifth of November, I shall begin my report.
Citater
Oplysninger fra den engelske Almen VidenRedigér teksten, så den bliver dansk.
Violent as these storms were, the sky was clear the next morning, and the mists billowed only in the valley. The meadow seemed to be floating along on the clouds, a green and damply gleaming ship on the white foaming waves of a turbulent ocean. And the sea subsided slowly, and the tips of the spruces rose from it wet and fresh.
I had waited much too often and much too long for people or events which had never turned up, or which had turned up so late that they had ceased to mean anything to me.
Loving and looking after another creature is a very troublesome business and much harder than killing and destruction.
If everyone had been like me there would’ve never been a wall.
As long as there is something to love in the forest, I shall love it. And if some day there is nothing, I shall stop living.
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