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Onhell said:
"great art" as a painting, piece of music or literature that makes you feel something you've never felt before...
...or, I'd add, makes you feel or realise that, no matter what, this is now, this is you face to face with the order of the universe. Sorry, this is the best way I could put it into words. And sorry for being off topic. :-[
 
Back on topic, I finished reading "Waiting for Godot" by Samuel Beckett, a tragicomedy in two acts. What's funny though is that even the "tragic" moments I found hilarious which only affirmed I have either a very broad or a very sick sense of humor. At any rate BRILLIANT play.

It is about these two old men, which in my opinion are pretty senile and they are simply waiting for Godot by a tree and they have the oddest conversations (at one point they ponder and then debate over hanging themselves on the tree). I don't think most people will find the randomness and at times pointlessness of their conversations amusing but rather tedious. However I enjoyed it imensely and still recommend it, two old foggies, passing the time, while waiting... for Godot.
 
Ok, so I finished reading "Halo: The Fall of Reach" last Friday and I know what you're thinking. I thought it too when my buddy lent it to me. Every Sunday for the last month or so we play Halo because he likes it a lot and wanted to play co-op. Anyway, He lent me the book so he wouldn't have to explain it to me and I have to say I was pleasantly surprised. I mean... for what it is, a novel based on a video game, it was REALLY good. FULL of spelling and grammatical mistakes, I've never seen so many in a single book. But still, very good book, I enjoyed it more than a few contemporary novels I've read in the recent past.
  I remember a thread being started about Metal Gear Solid and well, Halo's story is very engrosing itself. It is a very good game, but the SPARTAN's story and how Master Chief is the only one left is quite compelling. I told my friend he created a monster because my enthusiasm for the game is starting to match his and well, He is boderline obssessive about it hahaha. At any rate, surprisingly good book about Humanity trying to fight off an alien invasion and failing miserably.
  To make up for this "mindless" read I went and bought a few Mark Twain short stories, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and Henry Thereau's Walden
 
Last book I read was "Animal Farm" by Orwell, some months ago.
One of these days I'll begin to read another one...any suggestion? :D
 
Maybe you should give us a little summary of the book and tell us what you thought of it...  :innocent:
 
"The Invincible" (Original Polish title: "Niezwyciezony") by Stanislaw Lem. I read the German translation, I'm not even sure if an English version exists.

It wasn't quite the holiday read I expected it to be, but it was good nevertheless. It is about the crew of a spaceship called the "Invincible" that is sent to Regis III, a far-off planet, to investigate the circumstances of the disappearance of another ship, the "Condor". They find themselves on a planet that is mostly dead but used to be inhabited by an advanced civilisation that was wiped out by machines constructed by itself hundreds of thousands of years ago. These machines have conquered the planet and started a process that is described as a "dead evolution". They persecute the crew of the ship and eventually manage to drive them out after bitter fighting.

The whole book is written in a wonderful style of the late sixties/early seventies, when all the now typical sci-fi clichés were still fresh and new and unashamedly used. It made me somewhat nostalgic and made the read twice as enjoyable.

The story is somewhat of a parable to the Communist system in which the author lived. He was a convinced Marxist, but at the same time a harsh critic of the ways of the regimes in the East Block. His views can be found in the story: The machines that took over the planet were constructed to be useful, but developed a life of their own when they became useless and destroyed what constructed them. This is of course a highly inaccurate, unfair and distorting summary, but it should manage to give you an idea of the book.
 
I just finished “Shake Hands With the Devil” by General Dallaire. The reason it took so long to finish, even this second time around, is because it is so disturbing to read. I had to put it down for days at a time in order to fully recover emotionally from the impact of Dallaire’s account of the failure of the world to do anything to stop the genocide in Rwanda in the 1990s.

The book is really a memoir of Dallaire’s experiences leading up to, during, and immediately after the United Nations Assistance Mission in Rwanda (UNAMIR). He was chosen to be the force commander, but given very little help from the Canadian government (especially the foreign service) and none whatsoever from the UN. France and the United States were especially singled out for actively blocking necessary UN resolutions which would have made it much easier to actually accomplish UNAMIR’s mission in Rwanda.

Dallaire goes on to illustrate how a prospective peace accord crumbled and eventually was abandoned. The Hutus were whipped up into a fury of blood rage by incessant propaganda and began to slaughter Tutsis and moderate Hutus. He is especially remorseful that 10 or so Belgian soldiers under his command lost their lives at the beginning of the violence simply for being from Rwanda’s former colonial master country.

Dallaire describes in horrid detail every hour of the slaughter as he experienced – helpless, fearful, and frustrated. His complete disbelief that the world did not care to do anything to stop the violence comes through time and again. The UN, he concludes, was and still is more concerned with providing jobs for administrators and ensuring paperwork is correctly filled out than it is with saving lives. The international community – he specifically singles out the USA, France, and to a lesser degree Canada, were negligent to the point of criminal responsibility.

He also lays heavy blame on Belgium for not taking responsibility for its colonial legacy. I will not quote directly, but he implied that it was Belgium who brutalized this area of Africa by raping it of resources, pitting one ethnic group against another and exploiting everything it could in order to make a little cash, the end result being lingering ethnic hostilities and very little opportunity to establish a viable modern economy. Dallaire notes scornfully that while soldiers from Canada, the US, Britain, and other countries were fighting to liberate Belgium from the Nazis, Belgian officials were enacting their own brutal and bloody occupation in Africa.

General Dallaire concludes with another harsh condemnation of the bureaucratically-minded United Nations, arguing that they only get involved in the “popular” conflicts of the world. An Israeli or Arab life in the Middle East, Dallaire muses, is worth far more to the UN than a black one in Africa.

Since returning from Rwanda, Dallaire has left the Canadian Army. He suffered from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder because of what he witnessed. He tried to commit suicide a few times, and drank heavily. I heard him speak; he told the audience how he would sometimes cut himself just so he could feel SOMETHING. Dallaire later got help for PTSD, and wrote the memoirs as a part of his treatment. It won the Governor-General's award for non-fiction (the most prestigious literary award in Canada), and 18 months ago Dallaire became a Senator in the federal parliament.

For the most part, I agree with his conclusions and condemnations about the United Nations. It has become a uselessly inefficient morass which serves only to legitimize strong countries’ policies to their own electorates. Compare the slaughter in the Sudan, which has killed nearly 1,000,000 people in the last two or so years, to the comparatively minor skirmish In Lebanon today. Why does the UN and, indeed, the world care more about a few hundred dead in the Middle East than about a few hundred thousand dead in Africa? Three letters: O-I-L.

In his introduction, Dallaire wrote "People ask if I still belive in God after what I witnessed. I do. I know ther is a God, for in Rwanda I shook hands with the Devil." Truly, Dallaire’s subtitle is even more appropriate, though: "The Failure of Humanity in Rwanda."
 
Maverick said:
Maybe you should give us a little summary of the book and tell us what you thought of it...  :innocent:

The animals of a farm rebel to the owner, hunt him and try to constitute a new order of things; the fundamental principle is the total equality between the animals, independently from which race they belong: something like an happy island where the inhabitants live in peace and freed of human slavery; but reality is not like in the beginning of their new life, soon the new cape, pig Napoleon, shows all of his cruelty and in the farm a new slavery begins; Napoleon and the other pigs trade with the humans and assume all of their behaviors so despised at the time of the revolution.
At the end, other animals can't see a difference between humans and pigs, both of them act in the same way.
With this story Orwell was clearly referring to Russian revolution and all of the contradictions that it brought, but it can also be seen as a satire against the great lust for power that politicians -in all the ages- have (after all, they act always in the same way...); in my opinion, the simple and direct style used was a strong point of this book.
 
A reader's tip for the fantasy buffs out there:
Steven Ericson - The Malazan book of the fallen, it starts with Gardens of the moon and continues with Deadhouse gates and 4 more (at the moment).
George R. R Martin - A song of ice and fire. 4 books so far, but more are coming.
Terry Brooks - The voyage of Jerle Shannara. 3 books.
Terry Brooks - High Druid of Shannara. 3 books.
 
I'm reading [move]The Biggest Secret[/move] by David Icke.  It's a factual book about the mysterious, and damned evil secret societies that pretty much rule the planet.  I'm also reading Traci Lords' autobiography (I have the Swedish version, just to prove English people can learn other languages).

I could also recommend any of the [glow=red,2,300]Iffy Boatrace[/glow] series written by "you know who".
 
Good to see you are flexing your second language muscles, but unless it was originally written in swedish, it is always better to read a work in it's original language if possible.
 
jackie_the_paki said:
I'm also reading Traci Lords' autobiography (I have the Swedish version, just to prove English people can learn other languages).
:o :o Now that's bloody impressive! I have a few foreign mates that are working on learning Swedish and they have one hell of a hard time.
 
The last piece of literature I finished reading is Dante Alighieri's Divine Comedy.  Although it's a poem, the way it's written and the sheer length of it make it a very good read.  I only have Inferno, which is the first section of the Commedia, with the others being Purgatorio and Paradiso.  For those of you familiar with neither the story nor the Iced Earth epic, I'll briefly detail the plot below;

The story begins in media res, with the Italian poet Dante wandering in the Dark Wood of Error.  He sees a mountain, the summit bathed in golden light, and attempts to climb it, but finds the way blocked by a Leopard, a Lion and a She-Wolf.  Then, the shade of Vergil (or Virgil), the Roman poet and author of the Aeneid, appears to Dante and tells him that if he seeks the light, he must follow him on a journey through Hell.  All this serves as an introductory metaphor; the Dark Wood is sin, the mountain is representative of Mount Purgatory (featured in the Purgatorio), and the light is redemption.  The Leopard represents the Sins of Incontinence, sins of weakness, the Lion, sins of anger, and the She-Wolf, Sins of Redemption.  The order of these represents the orders of the circles Dante will travel through in Hell, which consists of Nine main circles, with some sub-divisions.  Along the way, Dante meets various Sinners from his native town of Florence, and they discuss various topics, most notably the corruption of Florence (for at the time of writing, c. 1310, or sometime after the turn of the century), Dante was falsely exiled by a political faction (there was a LOT of politics in Middle Ages Florence).  Dante also borrows heavily from Virgil's Book 6 of the Aeneid, where Aeneas (the Trojan Prince and mythical founder of Rome*) must travel through the Classical Underworld.  As such, such creatures as the Centaurs, Minotaur, Harpies and Furies appear, as well as such figures as Odysseus, the 'Seven against Thebes', Dido etc. etc. 

The style of writing is that of first-person narrative, but it is the structure of the poem that fascinates me.  Each stanza is composed of a tetrain, that is to say that it is made up of three lines.  The rhyme scheme is unusual, as well, as it begins aba for the first tetrain, then continues bcb, cdc, ded....xyx z.  This gives the effect similar to the pounding of waves, and the frightening order of Dante's vision of Hell is made even more gripping.  Also, the single 'z' line at the end of each 'Canto' (Chapter) serves to bring the Canto to an abrupt halt, and as most Cantos end on a cliffhanger or Dante progressing to another Circle (he faints a lot, by the way ;)), this effect is pronounced.  The story culminates in a pitifying vision of Satan, bound in the innermost circle of Hell, who, in contrast with the traditional concept of a Lord of Hell, is trapped waist deep in Ice, unable to free himself.  The poet uses his fur to climb down through the centre of the earth and to the other side of the world, where they encounter the spring of Lethe (forgetfullness) and embark to Mount Purgatory.

Really, I would recommend this epic to anyone...it is really one of the finest works of literature of the Middle Ages, and easily matches Homer or Virgil in it's scope, epicness, and subtle use of language.  If you can, I would suggest you get a version that uses the original Italian with an adjacent translation, which really helps you appreciate the rhyme and structure of the poem.


*Okay, so Aeneas didn't found Rome, but his great-grandchildren, Romulus and Remus, supposedly did.  Aeneas founded the town of Alba Longa, in the Latin hills.
 
Raven said:
*Okay, so Aeneas didn't found Rome, but his great-grandchildren, Romulus and Remus, supposedly did.  Aeneas founded the town of Alba Longa, in the Latin hills.

Still wrong. Aeneas founded Lavinium. Alba Longa was founded by Aeneas' son, Iulus. Also, Romulus and Remus weren't Aeneas' grandchildren, they lived nine generations after Aeneas.

According to myth, that is ;)
 
Perun said:
Still wrong. Aeneas founded Lavinium. Alba Longa was founded by Aeneas' son, Iulus. Also, Romulus and Remus weren't Aeneas' grandchildren, they lived nine generations after Aeneas.

According to myth, that is ;)

Bugger.  Wait, was Aeneas' son not called Ascanius?  I seem to remember something about his son and Alba Longa...still, Romulus and Remus were supposedly loosely related to Aeneas, so the gist of the message is still there ;)
 
Raven said:
Bugger.  Wait, was Aeneas' son not called Ascanius?

Yeah, that's the same bugger. Two different sources, two different names, I think. Don't quote me, but I think Livy called him Iulus and Vergil Ascanius.
 
Perun said:
Yeah, that's the same bugger. Two different sources, two different names, I think. Don't quote me, but I think Livy called him Iulus and Vergil Ascanius.

Well, seeings as how Vergil lifted the vast majority of the Aeneid from Homer's Illiad and Odyssey, I think name descrepanices are the least of our problems! :p

Having said that, the Aenied is a great bit of literature with some brilliant passages...like the bit where Laocoon goes ape and runs all the way from the top of Troy's citadel to the shore, before throwing a spear into the horse...we all know that any man would have to sit down for 5 minutes at least. :wacko:
 
At present I am reading "The Oxford Collection of Science Fiction stories". One of these stories is by a chap called Frank L Pollack and the story is simply called Finis. The crux of this story is that a Professor Adolph Bernier theorised of a finite Universe that has a central sun which the Universe revolves around. The reason this massive body has not been seen, this Professor argued, is that the light has not reached the Earth just yet. Initially, he was not taken seriously until the mid twentieth century where a couple of learned people justified his claims and predicted to the day when and from where the large sun's rays should be visible from Earth. I'm not so sure what was known of the Universe in the time it was written (1906), but I would guess this actually could (without knowing the publication date) be thought to be written in the 50's or 60's. I thought it an enjoyable read.

One thing worth mentioning is the very last line of the story and the line from "Brighter Than a Thousand Suns":

Take a look at your last sky
Guessing you won't have the time to cry


Anyway, as the novel is of the age it is, it remains in the public domain. And if any one wishes to do so, the whole story can be read here. Read it, if you may, and tell us what you think.
 
Perun said:
Yeah, that's the same bugger. Two different sources, two different names, I think. Don't quote me, but I think Livy called him Iulus and Vergil Ascanius.
I think Ascanius was the Greek name, and it was Virgil who popularized the name Iulus in the 'Aeneid'. As a note of interest, the Julian family in Rome (Julius Caesar, Augustus and therefore the next few emperors) claimed descent from this Iulus, son of Aeneas, son of Venus (a goddess), and old Julius was always boasting that he had divine descendants.

Raven said:
Well, seeings as how Vergil lifted the vast majority of the Aeneid from Homer's Illiad and Odyssey, I think name descrepanices are the least of our problems! :p
:o Not quite! But I won't get into it now. :ninja:


Recently I have read 'The Name of the Rose', a very interesting and often heavy-going book. I found a lot of the religious philosophy quite difficult to follow but I persisted with it and besides the 'murder-mystery' part of the story kept the book flowing. Now to see if I can rent a video of the film to watch.

I have also (finally!) read 'I, Claudius' and its partner 'Claudius The God', by Robert Graves. The Roman emperor Claudius is reckoned to have written an autobiography which has not survived, and Graves wrote these books as if they were that biography. The books cover a period of history which holds an intense fascination over me, starting from a few years into the reign of Augustus, founder of the 'principate' and first 'emperor' (kinda) of Rome, charting the reigns of the cruel Tiberius, the insane Caligula and finally Claudius himself, who only survived in a royal family, most of whom mysteriously died one way or another, because everyone else thought he was an idiot. Whether he really was an idiot or an extremely clever chap who played on his physical deformities to present himself as a half-wit is a much-discussed point. Anyway, I'm rambling and I could go on for ever about all this: in fact, over the next 7 months I will be compiling an 8,000 word dissertation on the character Livia (Augustus' wife) in 'I, Claudius', contrasting it with accounts in Suetonius, Tacitus and many others. :wacko:
 
Recently I've read Labyrinths by Jorge Luis Borges and I would recommend that to anyone, anyday. Not all his short stories are easily understood, however, so a word of warning there. If you find your mind being twisted, that's good.
 
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