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Die unerträgliche Leichtigkeit des Seins (Titel der Erstausgabe: L'Insoutenable Légèreté de l'être) ist ein Roman des tschechischen Autors Milan Kundera, den. Die unerträgliche Leichtigkeit des Seins | Milan Kundera, Susanna Roth | ISBN: | Kostenloser Versand für alle Bücher mit Versand und Verkauf. Auf dieser philosophischen Überzeugung baut Kundera seinen Roman um ein Die unerträgliche Leichtigkeit des Seins ist das erfolgreichste Werk des sie mir alle die gleiche Angst. Jede von ihnen hat eine Grenze überschritten, der ich. Jeder kann sein Leben komponieren wie Musik! Milan Kunderas Botschaft war süßer Trost in bleiernen Zeiten. Viele Jahre später las sie "Die unerträgliche Leichtigkeit des Seins" von Milan Kundera erneut - mit einem anderen Blick und anderen.
Auf dieser philosophischen Überzeugung baut Kundera seinen Roman um ein Die unerträgliche Leichtigkeit des Seins ist das erfolgreichste Werk des sie mir alle die gleiche Angst. Jede von ihnen hat eine Grenze überschritten, der ich. Die unerträgliche Leichtigkeit des Seins (Titel der Erstausgabe: L'Insoutenable Légèreté de l'être) ist ein Roman des tschechischen Autors Milan Kundera, den. Liebe Besucher*innen von jonkoping-filmfestival.se, aktuell sind wir für Sie im Homeoffice erreichbar. Bitte nutzen Sie bevorzugt E-Mails, um uns zu kontaktieren. Really 3. Maybe that's a major aspect of beauty think, guteneck are knowing it is beyond your grasp. I give it 4 stars, based mostly on the strength of the characters. Is it the uncentered lack of gravity that makes love real and powerful or does that quality make us too airy sybill trelawney flighty, unserious when we most need it? All Game thrones episodenguide of can say is that it was worth the wait. He's showing us what he privately feels is at odds with the prescribed feeling. Do we choose being happy die tochter des at the expense of 'What ifs.
I grew up during the war; several members of my family perished in Hitler's concentration camps; but what were their deaths compared with the memories of a lost period in my life, a period that would never return?
He's showing us what he privately feels is at odds with the prescribed feeling. And we understand there's often an element of kitsch in the proscribed collective feeling.
Because we're pretending we favour the interests of the collective over the personal. Having a public, keeping a public in mind, means living in lies.
As soon as kitsch is recognized for the lie it is, it moves into the context of non-kitsch, thus losing its authoritarian power and becoming as touching as any other human weakness.
For none among us is superman enough to escape kitsch completely. No matter how we scorn it, kitsch is an integral part of the human condition.
The Nazis took kitsch to a whole new level. It would be comical to watch now if we didn't know what it led to. A whole nation bamboozled into idiocy by kitsch.
Taking pride in something as random and unearned as nationality is little but hollow posturing when you think about it.
Nationality is not something you have achieved after all. It's simply the result of a thrown dice. And the same nationality can evoke an inexhaustible number of different images in any given individual.
It's essentially a bogus idea of unity. Totalitarian regimes include nations which historically denied women equal rights, countries which enforced racial segregation and persecuted homosexuality.
They, too, need certainties and simple truths to make the multitudes understand, to provoke collective tears.
And when we see films now about these struggles kitsch is always present. They enable us to feel we are part of the jubilant throng marching through the centuries Everything is perhaps ultimately turned into kitsch.
This probably isn't quite Kundera's best novel but it's a fabulous and inspiring read for all its wisdom and the playful possibilities of fiction it embraces and dramatizes.
But isn't it true that an author can write only about himself? Staring impotently across a courtyard, at a loss for what to do; hearing the pertinacious rumbling of one's own stomach during a moment of love; betraying, yet lacking the will to abandon the glamorous path of betrayal; raising one's fist with the crowds in the Grand March; displaying one's wit before hidden microphones-I have known all these situations, I have experienced them myself, yet none of them has given rise to the person my curriculum vitae and I represent.
The characters in my novels are my own unrealized possibilities. That is why I am equally fond of them all and equally horrified by them.
Each one has crossed a border that I myself have circumvented. It is that crossed border the border beyond which my own "I" ends which attracts me most.
For beyond that border begins the secret the novel asks about. The novel is not the author's confession; it is an investigation of human life in the trap the world has become.
View all 13 comments. Despite that, it took me a while to finally read it. I guess I was a bit afraid that the philosophy dense prose will be too much for me without background in this subject.
They make life altering decisions and then they feel chocked by them. However, when considering the option to go the other way and free themselves there is the fear that the road could lead to their peril.
Having the ability to make choices gives one power but can also be overwhelming. The author is saying that, since we live only one life, our decisions are difficult to make as there is no comparison.
However, as we live only one life our decisions do not matter much in the big picture as reputation increase the importance.
As Tomas puts it, Einmal is keinmal. There were some parts I did not enjoy as much about the book. I was a bit furious with the misogyny of Kundera and wanted to shake Teresa to come back to her senses.
She said she wanted more from her life and then she ends up accepting a cheating husband although it made her miserable. View 2 comments.
I spent part of my lazy weekend reading this book on the grassy hills of The Huntington Library surrounded by gardens, art, and beauty.
Even the serene surroundings and my sensational reading date could not make up for this book. Weak characters, horrible assumptions, pseudo philosophy, and no clear grasp of how women are actually motivated.
Only wannabe Lotharios who pride themselves as philosophers would enjoy this. I tried. I really did.
View all 47 comments. Three hikers are out on a walk, and it starts to rain. Within minutes, they realize that they've been caught in a powerful storm, and they quickly find shelter under a rock overhang.
As they are pressed back against the side of the sharp rock, they unknowingly perceive the storm in three very different ways.
Hiker 1 finds the unpredictability of the storm wild, wonderful and erotic. She knows that you can not control nature, nor would she be foolish enough to think that she could understand wha Three hikers are out on a walk, and it starts to rain.
She knows that you can not control nature, nor would she be foolish enough to think that she could understand what was happening, what it means, or when it will end.
She loves the feel of the rain on her face and the wind in her hair. Hiker 2 is terrified by the storm.
She is crouched down, eyes closed, hands over her ears, and she is convinced that they are going to die.
She winces as each bolt of lightning strikes down before them and her heart is racing in discomfort and confusion. She wishes it would all go away.
Hiker 3 is a busy guy, a man who had to be convinced to join the hike in the first place. He realizes that this storm will delay them by at least a good half hour, and, in his disgust, he refuses to speak to or acknowledge the fear or excitement of his fellow hikers.
He feels angry that his time is being wasted, and he's anxious over the loss of cell service. After the storm, the three hikers have three different responses to the storm: Hiker 1 goes home to write a poem and prepare a hearty meal.
Hiker 2 vows to give up caffeine and swears she'll never hike again. Hiker 3 posts a nasty tweet disparaging Mother Nature from his car, as soon as his cell service is restored.
Coincidentally, all three hikers were reading The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera, at the time of the storm, but the topic never came up on their walk.
They will finish the book at three different times and go on to have three completely different reactions to the writing.
Ironically, they will respond similarly to how they responded to the storm. View all 30 comments. Julie Ha! Thanks, Kevin!! Gotta keep shaking it up, right??
Nov 18, PM. Shankar Great. Have their responses to the storm come out alike? Jun 28, PM. Seems odd that I'd read Kundera seven times previously and one of those seven books was not The Unbearable Lightness of Being.
But for whatever reason that's the way it went down. All I can say is that it was worth the wait. I simply loved Immortality, Laughable Loves too, and this was every bit as good.
If anything, I found it even better. Before I even started reading I pondered over this cover. I knew as little as possible about the novel previously.
Other than Prague, sex, and a dog featured Seems odd that I'd read Kundera seven times previously and one of those seven books was not The Unbearable Lightness of Being.
Other than Prague, sex, and a dog featured. Was it a man who liked wearing women's underwear? Or a woman who had a thing for Bowler hats?
Or a hat, a bra, and a pair of panties from three different people? Now all becomes clear! And I can't stop thinking about Sabina's orgasmic shout!
Kundera's Philosophical musings blended together with lots of romping didn't surprise me one bit.
What did though was how everything came together to make a novel with characters I truly cared for. Don't think I've come across such a warm bonding with Kundera's men and women previously.
Oh, and of course there's Karenin too, who could forget, and I'm normally a cat lover. How I would have loved to play catch with him, take him for walks, let him sleep at the end of my bed, lick me in the face to wake me up in the morning.
Now I want a dog! Back to the humans - Tomas is one of four main characters born frankly of images in Kundera's mind.
All of them to one extent or another enact the paradox of choices that are not choices, of courses of action that are indistinguishable in consequence from their opposite.
He shows us Sabina, a painter, as she is deciding whether or not to keep her current lover, Franz, a university professor.
Franz is physically strong. If he used his strength on her and ordered her about, Sabina knows she wouldn't put up with him for more than five minutes.
But he is gentle, like a pacified bear, and because she believes physical love must be violent she finds Franz rather dull.
Either way, whatever Franz does, she will have to leave him and move on. Sabina lives by betrayal by abandoning family, her lovers, and, in the end, her country, in a way that condemns her to what Kundera calls a lightness of being, by which he means an existence so lacking in commitment, fidelity, or moral responsibility to anyone else as to be unattached to the real world.
By contrast, his fourth character, Tereza, the loyal wife of Tomas, suffers an unflagging love for her philandering husband that finally is responsible for his ruin in the medical profession, because it's her unwillingness to live in exile that brings him back to his fate in Czechoslovakia after he has set himself up nicely in a Swiss hospital.
Thus, Tereza, the exact opposite of Sabina in commitment and rootedness, descends under an unbearable moral burden, weight and lightness, in the Kunderian physics, which adds up to the same thing.
I could try and pick bits and pieces of the novel that stood out for me. Only I can't. Because I loved everything about it, all equally.
Without a single moment when I thought 'Umm, does that really need to be in there' This for me is Kundera in truly formidable form. And it's no surprise the book was, is, and will continue to be, so popular with readers.
And let's face it, would it have been so popular if it wasn't for the sex? I doubt it. But it's so much more than that, and if it isn't one of the best things I end up reading this year, then I've gone completely round the bend!
Thank you Mr Kundera, You're an absolute genius! View all 31 comments. Sometimes, this is our only response when the heart decides to take the upper hand against our firm will not so firm then, is it?
It had the same significance for her as an elegant cane for the dandy a century ago. It differentiated her from others.
A masterpiece of lost souls wandering in the Golden City. An elegy of obsession and madness. Love begins with a metaphor.
Which is to say, love begins at the point when a woman enters her first word into our poetic memory. It's rare that I come across a title and intuitively tag it as an oxymoron; rarer still, I continue to silently contemplate the space lying between the duo.
Unbearable Lightness. How is lightness, unbearable? But the oxymoron is further granted a neighbor — Being.
And that muddles up the equation for good. What is Being? A floating mass of dissimilar silos, each absorbing and dispersing in surprisingly equal measure to stay afloat?
Or a concrete str It's rare that I come across a title and intuitively tag it as an oxymoron; rarer still, I continue to silently contemplate the space lying between the duo.
Or a concrete structure of unified sketch without an exit, so everything entering its surface always lay within, if only in pale remnants?
Just the image of standing immobilized over the bridge, with the reflections of lightness and heaviness banks running through our eyes like a movie, can bear a print of many, many people, the protagonists of this novel included.
A whole lifetime of four intellectuals in the unstable Prague of s was spent in deciding the bank to advance to, although each assumed they had a bank in eye, propped by their distinctive weapons.
The doctor in Tomas and the artist in Tereza embraced heaviness of Being in their continued fidelity to each other with the ironic support of his sexual outings and her unvacillating desolation.
The artist in Sabina Tomas' mistress and the academic in Franz Sabina's partner responded to lightness of Being in their effortless freeing of each other's emotions in the favour of the adrenaline rush that uncertainty brings.
On the surface, an intelligible lie; underneath, the unintelligible truth. Everything that cannot be fathomed or fought, is labelled 'es muss sein' it must be.
A whole doctrine can be poured over as guidelines to wade this stream, caressing the surface with strokes of honesty, love, fidelity and optimism and pushing lie, betrayal and cowardice violently behind.
But it is way easy to mark the 'surface' and 'underneath' in a painting; nigh impossible in life. Who knows what thunderous flash might turn either bank unattractive?
Everyone who enters this cryptic stream is not looking to reach a bank; some simply grapple in the water, content by the thuds of moving waves of misgivings and contemplation that impart a certain momentum to their otherwise still lives.
But the icing on the cake is the concept of 'kitsch'! View all 63 comments. For he thereby deprives his life of a dimension of beauty.
We can ignore them or scoff at them, demean them by calling them coincidences, or we can choose to believe there is a bit of magic gently bumping us in directions that will hopefully lead us to greater happiness.
One could be paranoid and think that, when we ignore the magic, maybe that is when we lead ourselves to tragedy.
This event has to happen for this series of events to happen to encourage me to make this decision. But what if I do prove that everything is just a series of random coincidences influenced by my haphazard decision making ability and that there is no magic?
Stark truth is rarely a good trade off for a belief in the possibility of magical moments. So what brings Tomas and Tereza together?
A shared interest in Beethoven? The number six? Anna Karenina? An ordered cognac? When she shows up on his doorstep in Prague, Tomas is surprised, but not too surprised.
He has this effect on women that makes them want to do whatever he wants. He accepts this as just part of the natural order of his life.
What does surprise him is that he allows Tereza to spend the night and then more nights and more. Love does not make itself felt in the desire for copulation a desire that extends to an infinite number of women but in the desire for shared sleep a desire limited to one woman.
They are very much alike. Men flock to her in the same way that women flock to him. Sabina is actually my favorite character in the novel and made forever famous by her portrayal by Lena Olin in the movie.
Kundera defines her character best through her relationship with the married and besotted Franz. The more committed he becomes the more anxious she becomes.
Her lightness of being is threatened. Even though Tomas is philosophically opposed to marriage, he surprises himself when he asks Tereza to marry him.
The whiteboard diagram for this odd occurrence would be circles upon circles. Tomas has a lightness of being that is admirable and could make the most level-headed person covetous of his easy, charming manner.
If truth be known, many people would like to have a life with a stable spouse, but still be able to have affairs. Those who resist the urge do so out of fear of losing the stability of their lives.
Tereza does know about his affairs. His dalliances are trapped in the follicles of his hair. He regrets the pain he causes her, but cannot resist the siren songs of other women.
He was not obsessed with women; he was obsessed with what in each of them is unimaginable, obsessed, in other words, with the one-millionth part that makes a woman dissimilar to others of her sex.
The novel is set against the Prague Spring in , and as Tereza makes trouble with her politically incendiary pictures, Tomas writes an article comparing communism to the Oedipus story.
The Soviets are not amused, so instead of plying his talents as a brilliant brain surgeon, the Soviets decide he is more useful as a window washer.
There are particularly poignant scenes with the dog that have proved to be among the most memorable for me from the book and movie.
The reason I score the book a 4 instead of a 5 is because Milan Kundera gets sidetracked with sharing his philosophical beliefs.
I found myself mildly annoyed by these diversions because I wanted to get back to the saga of Tereza, Tomas, Franz, and Sabina.
After rereading the book, I decided that I needed to rewatch the movie as well. The movie weighs in at minutes, which is a lot of film for a rather short novel.
I love the casting for the movie, with the incredibly talented Daniel Day-Lewis, Juliette Binoche, and Lena Olin, who were all so young in and just beginning their fabulous careers.
I believe that reading a book and then watching the movie enhances my experience. Will your decision be serendipitous or will it be based in a framework of logic?
If my reviews are an influence dare I say magical influence :- on your book life and I am asked my opinion between the book or the movie, I would give you a gentle push to the movie.
I wash my hands of the ripples that ensue. View all 16 comments. The paradox he is most fond of is the essential identity of opposites and he is never hesitant to express it time and again At times I felt kundera was desperate to done his philosophical musings in robes of an erotic story, he failed at both grounds miserably.
He writes beautifully, quite redolent even, he has that scholarly tone in his prose we so savor in writings, recall the sumptuousness of Marry Shelly in her Frankenstein but just can't be taken seriously as a work of philosophical or psychological depth.
View all 25 comments. Shelves: bad-books. I felt this book was contrived and to me it seemed as if the author tried desperately to sound intellectual.
Instead he came off egotistical. First off all the meandering about Nietzche and quite frankly he set me off to start off by making statements I couldn't agree but he goes right on as if it is a trueism that everyone must believe in.
To be quite frank the characters were boring. The prose was uninteresting. There was no emotion, no real depth, and how many times to I have to hear about hi I felt this book was contrived and to me it seemed as if the author tried desperately to sound intellectual.
There was no emotion, no real depth, and how many times to I have to hear about him pluking the woman from the reed basket - please!
Another reviewer mentioned slogging thorugh life and this book - I couldn't agree more - it was a chore and that's not what we read for.
I finally "gave up the ghost" so maybe I shouldn't review it since I've not read it all the way through but bad is bad, and I can't see how this was going to turn itself around.
This author has created a facade - he talks a good story, with lots of smoke and mirrors with words that sound intellectual but there is no real depth there.
Overrated Rhetorical games, combined with recurrent references to Nietzsche and Beethoven, create an intellectual facade that seems much weightier than it really is.
Built on many false presumptions and bolstered by an epic, scholarly tone, the novel has potential to be interesting in its musings, but just can't be taken seriously as a work of philosophical or psychological depth.
I would recommend that people avoid this book - There are so much better uses of their time. Robin robin. He was unable to identify himself with so alien and unfamiliar an object as the body.
The body was a cage, and inside the cage was something which looked, listened, feared, thought, and marveled; that something, that remainder left over after the body had been accounted for, was the soul.
Today, of course, the body is no longer unfamiliar: we know that the beating in our chest is the heart and that the nose is the nozzle of a hose sticking out of the body to take oxygen to the lungs.
The face is nothing but an instrument panel registering all the body mechanisms: digestion, sight, hearing, respiration, thought.
Ever since man has learned to give each part of the body a name, the body has given him less trouble. He has also learned that the soul is nothing more than the gray matter of the brain in action.
The old duality of body and soul has become shrouded in scientific terminology, and we can laugh at it as merely an obsolete prejudice.
But just make someone who has fallen in love listen to his stomach rumble, the unity of body and soul, that lyrical illusion of the age of science, instantly fades away.
Only the most naive questions are truly serious. They are questions with no answers. A question with no answer is a barrier that cannot be breached.
In other words, it is questions with no answers that set the limit for human possibilities, describe the boundaries of human existence.
View all 14 comments. Rarely do I come across a book which stubbornly evades categorization of any kind, managing to keep the reader behind a veil of mystification till the very end.
Like while you were reading, the book kept on giving you one insightful glimpse after another into the convoluted workings of the human psyche.
But when it ended, whatever the narrative managed to encapsulate within the scope of a few hundred pages, vanished in a puff of smoke without leaving any tangible proof of its prior existence.
I Rarely do I come across a book which stubbornly evades categorization of any kind, managing to keep the reader behind a veil of mystification till the very end.
I will, perhaps, be accused of being desperate about drawing correlations between the title 'The Unbearable Lightness of Being' and my own experiences with the book, but as much as there maybe a little truth in that allegation, the book did make me feel exactly the way I stated.
It made me experience a sort of dizzying lightness after I was done with it, made my existence seem like an inconsequential matter, as if I am always making more out of my life than what it actually is, just the way Tomas, Tereza, Franz and Sabina did.
Essentially, this is a novel of ideas, so flexible and rapidly altering, that it can easily bend itself to fit whatever shape one's mind is in.
In fact I believe, different readers will arrive at different interpretations after reading. While weaving its way in and out of the lives of its 4 main characters and their individual reflections on various subjects, the narrative manages to capture the throes of a nation caught in the vice-like grip of Soviet persecution in addition to losing its way occasionally in a thread of philosophical rumination.
What constitutes real suffering? Is the threat of Communism spreading over Eastern Europe the real malaise leading up to the continuous cycle of oppression perpetuated by totalitarian regimes or are all political ideologies capable of sowing seeds of future conflict?
Are humans inherently averse to status quo or does there exist a general human resistance to both change and continuity?
Does romantic love really entrench itself into the Platonic theory of finding the missing pieces of ourselves or is that just a mere attempt on our parts at dramatizing an utterly mundane occurrence?
Is love the end-result of a fortunate crossing of two different paths or is it an amorphous entity which rests somewhere in the realm of the incomprehensible and the ineffable?
Don't we often mistake commiseration for love, imagine our emotional attachment to people and places rather than actually experience it?
Milan Kundera leaves us with a lot of disturbing existential questions to ponder over but doesn't struggle to answer any one of them definitively, choosing, instead, to leave us in the middle of a fruitful discussion where the reader is as much a participant as the writer.
Perhaps because there are no clear-cut answers to these questions. For as much as we strive to fish out meaning from the jumbled mess of our lives, accord some greater significance to each one of our decisions, actions or sentiments, eventually every one of them is steeped in the fundamental need for some deeply personal, even preposterous wish fulfillment.
Because human lives are composed in precisely such a fashion. They are composed like music. Guided by his sense of beauty, an individual transforms a fortuitous occurrence Beethoven's music, death under a train into a motif, which then assumes a permanent place in the composition of the individual's life.
S:- Do read it, if you haven't already. View all 45 comments. You know those books that you finish and then immediately begin again because they were just that good?
That's what happened with Unbearable Lightness and me. After turning the page on the incredibly heart-wrenching last chapter, I needed to begin it anew so that I could savor those doughnuts of wisdom that Kundera tosses out like they were stale day-olds.
After reading the first few chapters of the book, I wrote a note to myself that said "If Love in the Time of Cholera is a representative of La You know those books that you finish and then immediately begin again because they were just that good?
After reading the first few chapters of the book, I wrote a note to myself that said "If Love in the Time of Cholera is a representative of Latin passion and willingness to fling oneself off the cliffs of insanity, then The Unbearable Lightness of Being is its Teutonic counterpart.
This book is filled with enough neuroses, doubt and angst to keep Freudian analysts busy for thousands of billable hours and make the reader wonder whether love is even worth all of the trouble.
Then I kept reading and realized that my first impressions, that this is a book about love and it's fall-out, was a remarkably short-sighted interpretation of this grand epic.
Sure, this book deals with love, but only so far as we can say that life inevitably deals with love at some point along the way. Kundera's greatness is that he attempts to chart the intertwining paths of life that groups of people take and how chance encounters that mean so little to one party can have profound, life-changing ramifications for the other.
How one person can be cursed to flit through life living only skin deep, the titular Unbearable Lightness, while another drags their guilt and lust with them like some albatross strung about their neck.
How national identity does shape who we are, no matter how far we run from the country itself. Any review that I could write of this book would do no justice to the book itself.
It is beautiful. It gives you hope for your own life and then rips it away at the last possible second. This is a book that makes you believe that writing is an art form and the grandmasters of the craft are sorrowfully few and far between.
This is a book that I know I will reread again and again as the years go by and experience reshapes me along the way, if only to see how these different iterations of Logan react to Kundera's genius.
View all 4 comments. Shelves: novels , eastern-europe. A good Europop lit-fic offering—a bit outmoded now, like Snap!
But still compelling fodder for philosophising undergrads with higher aspirations than erotic encounters with their right hands.
The narrator is droll, sardonic, wise, and almost unbearably smug. It was solid intelligent lit-fic: repetitious in places, ambitious in structure, scattershot in plot.
I tripped up over the amount of quotable lines and overlooked the endless use of the catchphrase Es muss sein!
I even cut Tereza some slack for being a self-loathing dormouse, and the other characters adulterous imbeciles who intellectualise their childish behaviour and hopscotch across Europe at the first sign of trouble.
I think art and adultery make for entertaining bedfellows. If someone fellates you at the opera, is that somehow less damaging than getting fellated in a motel?
Somehow, that makes this review seem even more disrespectful. View all 15 comments. I enjoyed the concept of ULoB probably better than the actual book although I still felt the book was exceptional.
I certainly have my own issues with both Nietzsche's idea of eternal recurrance and Kundera's alternative and existential 'lightness of being', but couldn't avoid liking the lugubrious way Kundera approached his subject and the way he explored the messy triangulations of life, love, history, sex, death and politics in this novel.
There are certain books that seem destined to be markers for periods early in one's life. There are places where The Catcher in the Rye works perfectly, and later years, when it just doesn't resonate as well.
The same is true with Infinite Jest and Siddartha. I'm not saying these are youthful books, or books that are simple, but they seem destined to hit hard and survey a certain plasticity-of-mind between 16 and ULoB is one of those books.
It probably needs to be read somewhere after one loses their virginity, but before they start contributing to their retirement plan consistently.
One glaring weaknesses in this novel, for me at least, was Kundera's tendency to turn his major characters into philosophical props.
It was when Kundera waxed directly philosophical about kitsch or kindness that the novel resonated the strongest for me. Really 3. This book is a series of anecdotes with moments of deep and surreal introspection.
There are several time jumps that throw off the linearity - sometimes causing confusion, but not too badly. All of these are part of one all encompassing story.
Basically a story of sexuality and the cold war in Czechoslovokia. The beginning two sections were a little hard for me to get into, but after that I either got used to the writing or th Really 3.
The beginning two sections were a little hard for me to get into, but after that I either got used to the writing or the story changed.
I had kind of settled into thinking that I wouldn't end up liking it, but that definitely changed as I kept reading.
I don't think I can say that overall this book blew me away, but it is a very interesting story about life and relationships affected by the political climate in Eastern Europe post WWII, and I am glad that I read it.
This is not your everyday run of the mill novel. Not everyone is going to like it. It's enigmatic, provocative, philosophical, and somewhat confusing at times.
It's a little romantic, a little historical, a little political, and all that makes it sound unappealing, but it's not.
It's beautifully written, it's character driven, I mean really character driven. There are three main characters, Tomas, the surgeon turned window washer, Teresa, his shy and devoted wife, and Sabina, his mistress, the k This is not your everyday run of the mill novel.
There are three main characters, Tomas, the surgeon turned window washer, Teresa, his shy and devoted wife, and Sabina, his mistress, the keeper of the bowler hat.
Tomas is a cad. He has dozens of mistresses, Sabina being number 1 and his best friend. But he can separate this from his marriage and still love his wife, and he does.
Teresa, she knows about the lovers, agonizes over it, but still loves Tomas. But it's all much more complicated than that.
The novel is set in Prague and Zurich, mostly Prague, in the 's during the invasion of Czechoslovakia by the Soviet Union.
This event is the straw that stirs the drink of the story. Like I said, it's complicated, there's a lot going on here, and it doesn't always flow as smooth as you would like.
But it works, most critics agree on that. I give it 4 stars, based mostly on the strength of the characters. View 1 comment. When you read this, you will re-evaluate your relationships--past and present--and wo "Making love with a woman and sleeping with a woman are two separate passions, not merely different but opposite.
When you read this, you will re-evaluate your relationships--past and present--and wonder if the person was by chance sent to you "in a bulrush basket" or your other half according to Plato's "Symposium".
In either case, would you be willing to alter your life and your future for this person? Strangely enough, I wondered why an ex-boyfriend suddenly decided he would like to see me last summer, a couple of months after we broke up.
I remember he was reading this book at the time. And now, after having read this book, I wonder whether he had been sent to me by chance--in a foreign city--like Tereza was sent to Tomas through six alterable choices he had made Or was he the person in "my" dream--my ideal that suddenly showed up in person, thus inspiring one of the weirdest relationships I've ever had and was he thinking the same thing when he saw me for the first time View all 3 comments.
Readers also enjoyed. Literary Fiction. About Milan Kundera. Milan Kundera. Milan Kundera is a Czech and French writer of Czech origin who has lived in exile in France since , where he became a naturalized French citizen in Kundera has written in both Czech and French.
He revises the French translations of all his books; these therefore are not considered tr Milan Kundera is a Czech and French writer of Czech origin who has lived in exile in France since , where he became a naturalized French citizen in He revises the French translations of all his books; these therefore are not considered translations but original works.
Due to censorship by the Communist government of Czechoslovakia, his books were banned from his native country, and that remained the case until the downfall of this government in the Velvet Revolution of Books by Milan Kundera.
Articles featuring this book. Translate all reviews to English. Gegen Ende wird das Buch irgendwie zu politisch und schrullig. Thank you for your feedback.
Sorry, we failed to record your vote. Please try again. Translate review to English. Ich kann es jedem nur empfehlen. Ein wunderbares Buch, welches jedes Mal wieder zum nachdenken anregt.
Im Mittelpunkt steht Teresa. Kellnerin und Fotografin. Eine freiwillig Leidende. Teresa lernt kennen und lieben: Tomas, den Arzt aus Prag.
Tomas, ein notorischer Seitenspringer, verliebt sich nicht minder in Teresa. Sie heiraten. Bevorzugtes Objekt der Begierden Tomas'.
Des kurzen Traums von Freiheit. Es war am Rande von Prag. Die Moldau hatte die Stadt bereits durchflossen und den Glanz des Hradschin und der Kirchen hinter sich gelassen.
Eifersucht in Zeiten der Liebe. Einmarsch der Truppen des Warschauer Paktes. Russische Panzer in Prag. Flucht in die Schweiz.
Flucht aufs Land. Stationen zweier Farbtupfer im Lande Kafka. Karel Gott kommt in dem Roman nicht vor. Gott sei Dank, ist man geneigt zu sagen.
Der Schlaf als Metapher der Liebe. Obwohl: "Mit Metaphern spielt man nicht. Die Liebe kann aus einer einzigen Metapher geboren werden.
Es werden, so Milan Kundera, "Romanpersonen nicht wie lebendige Menschen aus einem Mutterleib, sondern aus einer Situation, einem Satz, einer Metapher geboren".
In diesem Sinne sind die Kopfgeburten des tschechischen Schriftstellers die interessantesten literarischen Erfindungen ihrer Zeit.
Es bleibt immer ein kleiner Prozentsatz an Unvorstellbarem. Das Buch bietet einen spannenden Einstieg in das Denken Kunderas.
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Milan Kundera besitzt die Gabe ein "philosophisches Buch" so umzusetzen, dass es trotzdem keine schwere Kost ist. Wer Kafka mag, wird dieses Buch verstehen und lieben!
Es war gut, aber es gibt Besseres. Ich war nicht so begeistert davon, wie ich gehofft hatte. Tut mir leid das zu schreiben!
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