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Quantum Physics of IdentityOnly a common sense with the imagination of a poet could have invented the wheelNot a bad self referential summary of Saramago s The Double This book is common sense and imagination applied to human identity and the result is a literary wheel turning round and round in the minds of two apparently identical individuals Is one merely a copy of the other Are their fates entangled like quantum particles Do they become parts of the other simply by knowing of the oth Quantum Physics of IdentityOnly a common sense with the imagination of a poet could have invented the wheelNot a bad self referential summary of Saramago s The Double This book is common sense and imagination applied to human identity and the result is a literary wheel turning round and round in the minds of two apparently identical individuals Is one merely a copy of the other Are their fates entangled like quantum particles Do they become parts of the other simply by knowing of the other s existence How random is life anyway Once again Saramago creates a situation in which to explore the oddness of being alive and knowing it Saramago was a unique literary magician, and this is one of his most hauntingly memorable books This one is a real slow burner, which demands great patience of its reader, but like so many of Saramago s books it is full of dry humour The first part of the book might even be described as dull, as the long and apparently rambling sentences, conversations without quotes, and occasional asides from his omniscient narrator set up a picture of an unsympathetic and drab antihero, a depressed history Saramago was a unique literary magician, and this is one of his most hauntingly memorable books This one is a real slow burner, which demands great patience of its reader, but like so many of Saramago s books it is full of dry humour The first part of the book might even be described as dull, as the long and apparently rambling sentences, conversations without quotes, and occasional asides from his omniscient narrator set up a picture of an unsympathetic and drab antihero, a depressed history teacher who watches a video recommended by a colleague and sees a bit part actor who is his exact likeness As in his modern parables Blindness, Seeing and Death at Intervals, Saramago takes an implausible scenario and slowly and inexorably explores the consequences this one is apersonal story.The last 100 pages or so are absolutely gripping and the denouement is very clever many readers may not get that far, but those who do may find the book unforgettable Infuriating Incredibly hard to read This was a self inflicted punishment by an insipid reader trying to introduce himself to a compulsively revolting writer Saramago, who is, like his name suggests, a mago , or wizard, pretty much singlehandly diminishes the joy that reading brings, making it all one self assured, self serving CHORE.Man, I hated this book The story could be a novella, would be an amazing and silly and cool one at that, but in novel form, well all Saramago does is throw wo Infuriating Incredibly hard to read This was a self inflicted punishment by an insipid reader trying to introduce himself to a compulsively revolting writer Saramago, who is, like his name suggests, a mago , or wizard, pretty much singlehandly diminishes the joy that reading brings, making it all one self assured, self serving CHORE.Man, I hated this book The story could be a novella, would be an amazing and silly and cool one at that, but in novel form, well all Saramago does is throw words strips strings of consciousness all very art noveau But is this a contribution to our literary canon It is a step backwardThe protagonist is boring, has a boring life, has boring things happen to him The plot is intriguing to just say something nice about it this man finds his double The double, a figure just as unlikable as its model, then tries to live the protagonist s life It ends at a terrible point the dark ambiguity wins Yipee See, am an expert at finding the silver lining.I recommend this solely to my enemies It s that lame I should preface this review with a disclaimer that I both love Jose Saramago and magical realism Adore both, actually Do not judge my nerdiness I will loudly and proudly shout to the line behind me at the book store that I cannot wait to read about a magical mountain range And when the manager has to come over and escort me to the door with my purchases, I ll shout even louder about how much I admire the tale of an old village woman who lived to be 250 And when the manager tells me I canno I should preface this review with a disclaimer that I both love Jose Saramago and magical realism Adore both, actually Do not judge my nerdiness I will loudly and proudly shout to the line behind me at the book store that I cannot wait to read about a magical mountain range And when the manager has to come over and escort me to the door with my purchases, I ll shout even louder about how much I admire the tale of an old village woman who lived to be 250 And when the manager tells me I cannot come back, well then I ll probably just go to my car, because what a jerk.Like all of Saramago s books, this one starts with a puzzling anomaly in the normal, regimented, and dull life of an unassuming nobody living in a large, identity robbing city Then the next two thirds of the book provide extremely detailed subtleties into the nature and personality of the protagonist and his environment This section is so beautifully written, but it almost seems like he loses the story Until bango The last, gripping 75 pages or so where the entire plot erupts into action sequences and discoveries What is so brilliant about Saramago is he does not spell anything out directly You need to really absorb the first sections of the book to figure out the full meaning and unravel the plot.In this book, not only was the ending fast paced, it was also murderous and malicious and filled with grief and sex More explicit than I anticipated and keeping me up late at night with my lamp burning Loved it And the translator must be a genius with words because translating a book where you have to dig up persipacity is cuckoo bananas I highly recommend The Double if you like Saramago If you generally don t care for his stuff, then no way will you like this one At least that s my prediction because it s 100% his style the whole way through If you re one of those readers who give low ratings to books only because you didn t like the characters personality traits and or behaviour then don t even get close to this one If your favourite books can be found on sale at the supermarket around the corner be warned, this one is definitely not for you If turning the pages quickly isimportant to you than to let yourself be carried away by good writing and philosophical thought provoking ideas to a satisfying ending, I definitely woul If you re one of those readers who give low ratings to books only because you didn t like the characters personality traits and or behaviour then don t even get close to this one If your favourite books can be found on sale at the supermarket around the corner be warned, this one is definitely not for you If turning the pages quickly isimportant to you than to let yourself be carried away by good writing and philosophical thought provoking ideas to a satisfying ending, I definitely wouldn t recommend this novel to you If you think I m becoming a book snob though, let me tell you you re absolutely right A good book is not a good book only because I liked it it just is O Homem Duplicado The Double, Jos SaramagoThe Double Portuguese O Homem Duplicado is a 2002 novel by Portuguese author Jos Saramago, who won the Nobel Prize in Literature In Portuguese, the title is literally The Duplicated Man It was translated into English and published as The Double in 2004 Tertuliano M ximo Afonso is a divorced high school history teacher who spends his nights reading about Mesopotamian civilizations One day Tertuliano rents a movie recommended by a colleague an O Homem Duplicado The Double, Jos SaramagoThe Double Portuguese O Homem Duplicado is a 2002 novel by Portuguese author Jos Saramago, who won the Nobel Prize in Literature In Portuguese, the title is literally The Duplicated Man It was translated into English and published as The Double in 2004 Tertuliano M ximo Afonso is a divorced high school history teacher who spends his nights reading about Mesopotamian civilizations One day Tertuliano rents a movie recommended by a colleague and sees a bit actor who looks exactly like him 2012 1382 287 964946338 21 1383 311 9643740412 1386 1388 288 |Free Book ⚈ The Double ☪ Watching a rented video, Tertuliano Maximo Afonso is shocked to notice that one of the actors is identical to him in every physical detail He embarks on a secret quest to find his double and sets in motion a train of events that he cannot control Saramago s novel explores the nature of individuality and examines the fear and insecurity that arise when our singularity comes under threat, when even a wife cannot tell the original from the imposter Well, I had planned on starting this review with some choice zingers about Saramago shameless burgling the plot of any or every Murakami novel, wherein some workaday shlub, with a boring job and a boring life and crushingly alone in the world, has a chance or not chance run in with some inexplicable unnatural or supernatural phenomenon which comes to consume him, only with the Portuguese author applying his trademark run on sentences and incredibly lengthy paragraphs and narratological excursion Well, I had planned on starting this review with some choice zingers about Saramago shameless burgling the plot of any or every Murakami novel, wherein some workaday shlub, with a boring job and a boring life and crushingly alone in the world, has a chance or not chance run in with some inexplicable unnatural or supernatural phenomenon which comes to consume him, only with the Portuguese author applying his trademark run on sentences and incredibly lengthy paragraphs and narratological excursions and un demarcated dialogue, and replacing the Japanese author s focus on Jazz and Food with a focus on History and Philosophy, proceeding from which I planned on working through the copious notes that I took regarding the confusion of identity and the importance of words and narration in the construction of the self to discuss the existential dilemma at the heart of this novel and to solve what I thought would be a series of puzzles and confusions, but then, after hundreds of pages, I realized that this book was actually rather boring, and that Saramago wasn t saying anything that I found to be particularly interesting, and that the actions and choices of the main character were, frankly, inexplicable and unbelievable, and that the climax of the narrative was basically the most juvenile and unimaginative and misogynistic expression of conflict by which each of the doubles could supposedly strike deep at the heart of the other man s identity or individuality or manhood or whatever, and so I lost interest in investing that much work in this book A methodical schoolteach spots similar in a straight to video video, then plunges into a mental conundrum throbbier than most mental conundra As others noted, the Dostoevskii parallels are obvious, though Saramago s rambling self aware sentences and Shandyean epigraph speaks of a comic mischief that keeps the novel in the romping, care free, septuagenarian riff mode Inessential funtime. I did not really enjoy Saramago s The Double To begin with, it s a sloppy handling of a theme which has been done over and over, and better done at that Dickin s The Tale of Two Cities, Poe s William Wilson, Nabokov s Despair and Dostoyevsky s The Double were all better handlings of the doppelg nger theme than this, I felt This felt kind of like asinister The Parent Trap or dropped episode of The Twilight Zone dropped for being too long maybe It wasn t bad, I won t say that Ever I did not really enjoy Saramago s The Double To begin with, it s a sloppy handling of a theme which has been done over and over, and better done at that Dickin s The Tale of Two Cities, Poe s William Wilson, Nabokov s Despair and Dostoyevsky s The Double were all better handlings of the doppelg nger theme than this, I felt This felt kind of like asinister The Parent Trap or dropped episode of The Twilight Zone dropped for being too long maybe It wasn t bad, I won t say that Everything was there identity, doubles, blunt bludgeoning of routine, life and death, ideals and jealousies, etc But at the end of the book I just felt that it was marginal vain attempts at humor, tedious longeurs, unidimensional supporting characters This might have made a fun, quirky novella, but as a full novel it hits a flat note.The issue of identity is brought into the twenty first century, Tertuliano Maximo Afonso feels depressed and useless, and so decides to watch some movies to cure his ennui He has a girlfriend, Maria da Paz, who he kind of likes, and a job which he kind of cares about While watching the movies he notices that one of the extras in the movie is his exact double His life suddenly takes on meaning to solve the mystery of his exact look alike, he finds his name and ultimately confronts him They briefly switch lives, and tell each other a bit about themselves They have the same birthday, but the double claims he was born before Tertuliano, which Tertuliano takes to mean that he is the copy, the supernumerary It was said that one of them, either the actor or the history teacher, was superfluous in this world, but you weren t, you weren t superfluous, there is no duplicate of you to come and replace you at your mother s side, you were unique, just as every ordinary person is unique, truly unique Until the confrontation, the book feels a but lifeless only Tertuliano has any interest for the reader, even Maria seems to be only a silhouette populating the stage of shadows which is The Double But the climax cannot hold, it falls away fast after their initial inspection to confirm their identicalness same height check, same build check, same dick check, etc The Double read like a story which came to Saramago as a scene Faulkner notoriously envisioned all his books as one scene, and the book grew around that scene image , the scene of confrontation, but the rest, the sprawl, feels sloppily done The prose is well done in many sections, though awkward in others, but the story feels like a dwarf trying to fill a giant s suit there is too much excess, not enough substance The characters are too small for the world they populate, and the story is too narrow for the binding