Nei boschi norvegesi al confine con la Svezia, nel 1948, il quindicenne Trond trascorre un’estate in compagnia del padre, loro due soli a tagliare un bosco; mesi di fatica immersi in una natura limpida e selvaggia, durante i quali sembrano stabilire un rapporto unico. Ma quando un evento tragico colpirà la famiglia di Jon, l’amico inseparabile del ragazzo, niente sarà più come prima. Trond comincerà a notare dettagli che gli sveleranno un rapporto speciale tra la sua famiglia e quella dell’amico e che gli renderanno meno oscure le circostanze dell’improvviso abbandono del padre. A cinquant’anni da quell’estate Trond decide di tornare in quella stessa vallata e l’inatteso incontro con Lars, il vicino di casa, fa riemergere vecchi ricordi... Con una prosa asciutta e precisa Per Petterson intreccia il bilancio di un’esistenza che volge al tramonto con il romanzo di formazione di un adolescente, svelando a poco a poco la trama dei sottili legami tra le avventure e le illusioni di un’estate lontana e il corso di una vita dominata dall’ombra dell’abbandono.
- ISBN: 8823507111
- Casa Editrice: Guanda
- Pagine: 250
I have a feeling this book may take root and blossom further within me over time, but for now, I must stop one star short of my top rating. "Out Stealing Horses" won the world's richest literary prize (The Impac, out of Dublin) last year, and it has had enough buzz that I had to wait weeks for it to Leggi tutto
"I believe we shape our lives ourselves, at any rate I have shaped mine, for what it’s worth, and I take complete responsibility. But of all the places I might have moved to, I had to land up precisely here." I’m a sucker for these self-reflective sort of novels where the narrator looks back on his o Leggi tutto
What do we see when we look back over our lives. Are we the hero of our own story? Looking into that mirror, can we really see ourselves, or is our view doomed to be perpetually blocked, offering maybe a Maigret image of only the backs of our heads? A man, 67, Trond, lives alone in a small house by
This is a story of growth, of a boy who becomes an adult in an isolated rural region of Norway, close to the Swedish border, in the course of one summer. But this is also a story of decline, of an old man who revisits the countryside where he last saw his father in 1948, expecting to capture the blin Leggi tutto
What in the hell just happened here? What in the hell ? I am completely flummoxed by my own reaction to this book. So, quick back story on this. . . About 3 years ago, I was hiding out in the kitchen at a neighbor's New Year's Eve party. My husband had become trapped against the wall in the den, stuck Leggi tutto
The book that began with an ending, ended up winning me over. If you look back on your life what will you see? Will you be happy with your relationships? Will you be proud of your actions? Will you be haunted by past events that forever changed your life. Actions have consequences. How do consequenc Leggi tutto
My copy of Ut og stjæler hester has a little tear in the dust-jacket, and when my girlfriend sees it she looks at me reproachfully, she respects books in a way I cannot, as physical objects, and she had bought me this elegant first edition as a present, but now I had carelessly used the dust-jacket Leggi tutto
The only negative thing I can say – or, more accurately, am willing to say – about this novel is that it begs to be read by the fireplace, and not everybody has a fireplace. I don't have a fireplace.
“That part of my life when I could turn the dreams to some use is behind me now. I am not going to change anything anymore.” Out Stealing Horses is a pure, poignant and luminous story that feels out of place in this modern and cluttered world. It's a simple tale that doesn't do anything fancy, and ha Leggi tutto
”Early November. It’s nine o’clock. The titmice are banging against the window. Sometimes they fly dizzily off after the impact, other times they fall and lie struggling in the new snow until they can take off again.” ”I live here now, in a small house in the far east of Norway. A river flows into t Leggi tutto
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