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Bliv medlem af LibraryThing for at finde ud af, om du vil kunne lide denne bog. Der er ingen diskussionstråde på Snak om denne bog. You know who did what form the beginning, basically,but the poetic writing, and the unfolding of the story behind the murder still hold interest and the characterization and heartfelt, complex interactions between the characters make it well worthwhile ( ) Book, I'm breaking up with you. This shouldn't hurt you too much, you have lots of other conquests under your belt, but you're not right for me. The way you were described sounded intriguing, but unfortunately things went poorly from the start, when you came in all romance novel like. "Hello, young lady." The man looked down at Steina and her filthy skirts with an air of bemusement. "I see I have interrupted you at your chores."...And I don't mind a slow courtship most of the time, but the way you took 100 pages to establish that people in this narrow minded place don't like loose women and "murderesses", a word I could go the rest of my life without ever hearing again following your frequent use of it, without bringing up anything very interesting, didn't establish a reason to overcome my misgivings. And of course everyone has quirks, but there is one of yours that really bugged me, I must admit. The way you repeatedly began lines of dialogue with a two word sentence consisting of [person's name] [action]. These examples taken from a short conversation covering pages 111-113 will serve to demonstrate what I mean: "Margret hesitated." "Ingibjorg sighed." "Ingibjorg smiled." "Ingibjorg paused." "Ingibjorg nodded." "Margret winced." "Ingibjorg laughed." "Margret tittered." "Margret snorted." I'm sorry, it's like nails down a chalkboard for me. I just can't do it. I'm moving on with my life. I'm giving this a somewhat reluctant three. It was a little difficult for me to get into the book with the Icelandic names so at the suggestion of a friend I downloaded the audio -- great suggestion! I finally got into the swing and rhythm of the book about a third of the way through. I appreciated the writing and the mood but was mostly bored by the plot. Some of the scenes involving dreams confused me more than adding something good. I didn't care much for any of the characters but I wanted to. I felt as if I was teased a bit -- just starting to care about them or understand them and then we didn't hear a thing about them again. (I'm thinking about the daughters here and Toti.) For reasons I can't explain I was surprised by the ending and even MORE surprised by the epilogue. Once I read the epilogue and realized how much of what I read was true, I liked the book quite a bit more. The things that were unsatisfying were easier for me to accept when I understood that they were fact and not decisions made by the author.
One of the best “Scandinavian” crime novels I have read, Burial Rites is the work of an Australian who visited Iceland on a cultural exchange. The novel isn't seamless—Ms. Kent disrupts its rhythms by awkwardly switching between an omniscient narrator and Agnes's first-person point of view. But it convincingly animates Agnes, who feels "knifed to the hilt with fate," showing her headstrong humanity and heart-wrenching thirst for life. At one point she recalls seeing two icebergs grinding together off the northern shore, the friction from their exposed boulders causing gathered driftwood to go up in flames. At her best, Ms. Kent achieves a similar eerie force in this story of passion in a frozen place. There are other stylistic problems. Some dialogue that’s meant to seem elevated and of its time simply sounds unidiomatic: “I was worried of as much”; “The only recourse to her absolution would be through prayer.” There’s prefab phrasing — “my heart throbbed,” “she said breathlessly,” “overcome with relief” — and descriptive clichés, including a sky that’s “bright, bright blue, so bright you could weep.” A remarkable story of the last case of capital punishment recorded in Iceland, Burial Rites is the extraordinary debut novel by Australian author Hannah Kent. Burial Rites is a debut of rare sophistication and beauty – a simple but moving story, meticulously researched and hauntingly told. HæderspriserDistinctionsNotable Lists
Set against Iceland's stark landscape, Hannah Kent brings to vivid life the story of Agnes, who, charged with the brutal murder of her former master, is sent to an isolated farm to await execution. Horrified at the prospect of housing a convicted murderer, the family at first avoids Agnes. Only Tóti, a priest Agnes has mysteriously chosen to be her spiritual guardian, seeks to understand her. But as Agnes's death looms, the farmer's wife and their daughters learn there is another side to the sensational story they've heard. . . . BURIAL RITES evokes a dramatic existence in a distant time and place -- No library descriptions found. |
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