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Snow

Orhan Pamuk
 
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Dread, yearning, identity, intrigue, the lethal chemistry between secular doubt and Islamic fanaticism–these are the elements that Orhan Pamuk anneals in this masterful, disquieting novel. An exiled poet named Ka returns to Turkey and travels to the forlorn city of Kars. His ostensible purpose is to report on a wave of suicides among religious girls forbidden to wear their head-scarves. But Ka is also drawn by his memories of the radiant Ipek, now recently divorced.

Amid blanketing sn... (show more)

Dread, yearning, identity, intrigue, the lethal chemistry between secular doubt and Islamic fanaticism–these are the elements that Orhan Pamuk anneals in this masterful, disquieting novel. An exiled poet named Ka returns to Turkey and travels to the forlorn city of Kars. His ostensible purpose is to report on a wave of suicides among religious girls forbidden to wear their head-scarves. But Ka is also drawn by his memories of the radiant Ipek, now recently divorced.

Amid blanketing snowfall and universal suspicion, Ka finds himself pursued by figures ranging from Ipek’s ex-husband to a charismatic terrorist. A lost gift returns with ecstatic suddenness. A theatrical evening climaxes in a massacre. And finding god may be the prelude to losing everything else. Touching, slyly comic, and humming with cerebral suspense, Snow is of immense relevance to our present moment. (show less)

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“Snow” is a book about the difficulties faced by a nation torn between tradition, religion, and modernization. Set in the farthest east of Turkey i... (show more)

“Snow” is a book about the difficulties faced by a nation torn between tradition, religion, and modernization. Set in the farthest east of Turkey in a town named Kars, the locals are certain that in Western eyes they're all considered ignorant yokels. They suffer from a dreadful inferiority complex, and a need to prove themselves to counter that. Religion is the easiest crutch to rely on, and the struggle is not only with the West, however, but also with the strong tradition of secularism in Turkey itself. As one character says "to play the rebel heroine in Turkey you don't pull off your scarf, you put it on."

It is a novel of lesser scope than its grand and magical predecessor that is “My Name Is Red", and it is certainly more narrowly focused, although it is enriched by the author's same mesmerizing mixes: cruelty and farce, poetry and violence, and a voice whose timbres range from a storyteller's playfulness to the dark torment of a lost explorer. All this finds voices through characters whose tactile immediacy fades imperceptibly into a fog of ambiguousness and contradiction. But what makes it a brilliant novel is its artistry. Pamuk keeps so many balls in the air that you cannot separate the inquiry into the nature of religious belief from the examination of modern Turkey, the investigation of East-West relations, and the nature of art itself. All this rolled into a gripping political thriller.

Conclusively, “Snow” vividly portrays the cruelty and intolerance of both the Islamic fundamentalists and the representatives of the secularist Turkish state. More importantly, however, Pamuk has created believable, sympathetic characters representing both sides of that great divide and has given eloquent voice to their anger and frustration. These are no monsters but ordinary human beings who actually have much more in common than they would wish to acknowledge. (show less)

 
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This book was very difficult for me to get through but I finally finished it after a couple stops and starts. At one point I put it down and didn't... (show more)

This book was very difficult for me to get through but I finally finished it after a couple stops and starts. At one point I put it down and didn't want to read it any more. It was just too depressing. I did like the things I learned about Turkish politics and the Turkish people, their daily lives in this small crummy town in the middle of nowhere. The characters, especially the poet, were too enigmatic and complex for me. I didn't attach myself to any one as a reader. The poems themselves were never revealed to the reader so there was never that sense of happy completion, well at least he got some good poems out of the deal. It was a tragedy. My favorite thing about the book was, the way the snow was constantly brought into the story justifying the title at least. It kept me going, thinking at least at some point all of this is going to make sense. Too bad, it never did. (show less)

 
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  • Jennifer Wolgemuth

    Hypnotic... a book to immerse in, but in small doses. This is not the sort of novel to be devoured in a weekend. Every sitting is a mixture of pleasure and pain -- as in all good poetry.

     
     
    by Jennifer Wolgemuth on Mar 08, 2009 at 10:10PM

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    Ugh. This book is repetitive, tedious, and exhausting. I'm very proud of myself for having finished it at all. The narrative of Snow advances in one direction until, having depleted the story of all inspiration and interest by repetition and overuse of tired thoughts and themes, the plot makes seemingly unplanned changes in direction, only to overexert these storylines as well. It's surprising that such interesting material (first, women who commit suicide because of a headscarf ban, then a c... (show more)

    Ugh. This book is repetitive, tedious, and exhausting. I'm very proud of myself for having finished it at all. The narrative of Snow advances in one direction until, having depleted the story of all inspiration and interest by repetition and overuse of tired thoughts and themes, the plot makes seemingly unplanned changes in direction, only to overexert these storylines as well. It's surprising that such interesting material (first, women who commit suicide because of a headscarf ban, then a comparison between God as understood personally and by a community, then unrequited love, etc) can be so boring to read about. Even the flat and unimaginative characters seem weary. Pamuk makes an attempt to distract from the poorly constructed plot by shrouding his novel in a cloak of mystery. This makes you think you just haven't understood or somehow missed the key that brings everything together and makes the struggle to keep reading (and stay awake) worth the while. As far as I can discern there is no such key. (show less)

     
     
    by Christina Whiteus on Dec 02, 2009 at 05:22AM

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  • James Dittes 0

    Source of Inspiration?

    One of the sub plots of the book is Ka's search for inspiration. At the time he arrives in Kars to investigate headscarf-related suicides, he hasn't written a poem for four years (the time of his exile in Germany). Suddenly he feels inspired.

    What is it? And why does he lose it when he leaves Kars, never to find his poetic voice again? Is it Ipek who inspires him? Is it the snow? I think one of the ideas Pamuk introduces (but never fleshes out) is how closely tied the imaginational is with the inspirational. Ka seems to blossom in this fundamentalist culture, particularly during the scenes with Necip and the sheikh.

    Is art easier among believers than non-believers? Does inspiration flow more readily in a place where miracles can and do happen because people believe them to happen?

    James Dittes 11 months ago
     
     
     
     
     
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