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Carregando... A man called Ove : a novel (original: 2012; edição: 2014)de Fredrik Backman
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Registre-se no LibraryThing tpara descobrir se gostará deste livro. Ainda não há conversas na Discussão sobre este livro. I took against this book in the first few pages. It was obvious that the story line was going to be 'curmudgeonly old man, widely disliked, is revealed to have a heart of gold, and after about 250 pages, everyone lives happily ever after'. This is exactly what happened. I turned the pages readily enough, but was unconvinced by almost everyone but the cat. I didn't believe in Parvaneh, friendly new neighbour. I didn't quite believe in Ove's wife Sonja. Would she really have chosen him as her life-time partner? I wasn't sure about his on-off (mainly off) relationship with his neighbour Rune either. But most of all, I didn't believe that Ove would turn from irritable and irritating to everyone's favourite grandfather in the space of about three weeks. A decent enough beach read, but this whimsical tale was far to fey to appeal to me. I read it a week ago, and have had trouble remembering it well enough to review it. AN ENTIRE SPOILER ALERT (of one of the best books I've ever read. I did my best to write this review in the style of Ove-please forgive the run-on sentences. Ove would understand them, and I liked Ove.): I read a lot. I enjoy most of what I read. But occasionally, a book is so well-written, so true to form, of prose and content, and believability that I not only enjoy the characters, I know them. I knew Ove. I loved Ove. I hurt for Ove. I laughed and cried and hoped for Ove. Ove (pronounced oova) is a man of 59 who sees the world in black and white. A true right vs. wrong, BMW vs. Saab kind of man, turned out from his job through forced retirement shortly after his wife, Sonja, passed. Without Sonja to care for and a job to do, Ove fails to see any reason to continue with life. And if it weren't for the meddling, needy new family who moved in down the road, comprised of a "non-caucasian" woman (Ove isn't racist, he's blunt, factual, matter-of-fact, and from Ove's perspective, a woman from Iran is in fact, not caucasian. That isn't a matter of being racist, it's simply the way it is), her "incapable husband" (again, from Ove's perspective, Patrick, who can't do so much as back up a bloody trailer without hitting Ove's mailbox, is not a capable person) and "curious" children (curious not only because they ask too many questions, but because they are strange little creatures to a man who never had children), Ove may have succeeded in dying. But things happen, plans change, tomorrow may be better timing. Ove, who insists on following the rules (no bikes parked outside the bike shed because the sign says so; no driving in the residential square because, again, there is a sign posted that says otherwise), tries desperately to join his wife in the afterlife, promising her he will do so while on his daily visits with her. Still, through whatever reasons, divine intervention, nosey neighbors, or pure luck, the non-caucasian woman and her incapable, curious family, along with a group of unlikely people which include an orphaned man in the house next to Ove's, the woman and her infirm husband who once was Ove's friend until the man purchased a BMW, a homeless, "bent" young man, his stand-on-ceremony father, and the bent young man's best friend who is too incompetent to change a bike tire, and a mangy cat with only one ear, half a tail, and patches of missing fur intervene. Showing Ove in strange, uncomplicated, and unplanned ways, Ove is still relevant and needed. Without exception, a Man Called Ove is one of my new favorite reads. Of course, it won't be for everyone; not everyone understands a "Get off my lawn" kind of attitude, but I do, and I loved it.
Den svenske suksessbloggeren Fredrik Backman drar oss gjennom en forutsigbar fortelling som trykker på alle de rette knappene inntil vi er trygt plassert innenfor vår egen komfortsone. Livet är obegripligt, världen är läskig och det går inte att skydda sig mot den. Fredrik Backman berättar underhållande om botemedlet i sin debutroman. Genom humorns prisma belyser ”En man som heter Ove” teman som åldrande, vänskap, sorg, livslust och den föränderliga mansrollen. Boken är varken behärskad eller finputsad – delar är återvunna från Café-bloggen och har skarvats in lite slarvigt – men den är en skruvad och gripande romandebut som mycket väl kan vara början på ett stort humoristiskt författarskap. This word-of-mouth bestseller has sold more than 650,000 copies in Sweden and has been a hit across Europe. It deserves to do at least as well here. I loved A Man Called Ove so much that I started to ration how much I read to prolong my time with this cantankerous, low-key, misunderstood man. If you enjoyed Rachel Joyce’s marvellous bestseller, The Unlikely Pilgrimage Of Harold Fry, you will love this book. Each short chapter of A Man Called Ove could stand alone as a beautifully crafted short story. Bring the chapters together and you have the most uplifting, life-affirming and often comic tale of how kindness, love and happiness can be found in the most unlikely places Backman's tale of 59-yea-old curmudgeon, Ove, not only captured the hearts of Backman's fellow Swedes, but has also swept across Europe as a word-of-mouth best-seller; a domino effect that suggests community spirit and social responsibility isn't quite so lacking as we're often told it is....On occasion the slightly repetitive tone becomes cloying, but Backman can tickle the funny bone and tug on the heart strings when he needs to, and is a clever enough storyteller to not overindulge in either. For those of you who don't want your fiction to make you feel warm and fuzzy inside, A Man Called Ove isn't for you. Yet it's surprisingly cheering to think how many people have embraced this simple but heartwarming novel. Pertence à série publicadaFischer Taschenbuch (19780) PrêmiosDistinctionsNotable Lists
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HTML: Meet Ove. He's a curmudgeon - the kind of man who points at people he dislikes as if they were burglars caught outside his bedroom window. He has staunch principles, strict routines, and a short fuse. People call him 'the bitter neighbor from hell.' But behind the cranky exterior there is a story and a sadness. So when one November morning a chatty young couple with two chatty young daughters move in next door and accidentally flatten Ove's mailbox, it is the lead-in to a comical and heartwarming tale of unkempt cats, unexpected friendship, and the ancient art of backing up a U-Haul. All of which will change one cranky old man and a local residents' association to their very foundations. .Não foram encontradas descrições de bibliotecas. |
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Warning: you may not want to read it on public transit as you'll likely miss your stop; and, there could be tears...
Kudos to the translator for doing a brilliant job of capturing the tone, humour, and emotion so beautifully and simply. ( )