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Without Blood (2005)

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1841955744 (ISBN13: 9781841955742)
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Without Blood (2005) - Plot & Excerpts

Confesso, conscio di rischiare di attirarmi le ire degli ammiratori di Baricco e di questo romanzo in particolare, che io di "Senza sangue" taglierei senza pietà la prima parte e terrei solamente la seconda, in special modo le scene al caffè e all'albergo. In queste scene, infatti, si concentra, secondo il mio modesto ed opinabilissimo parere, il significato profondo e la bellezza del romanzo. Romanzo che si rivela nell'essere di colei che fu Nina e poi divenne, nelle sue vite successive, prima Dulce e poi Donna Sol, alquanto pirandelliano come d'altronde viene confermato da una frase della stessa (ex) Nina "Noi viviamo una vita sola ma gli altri ce ne vedono vivere molte di più" (la frase non è forse esatta alla lettera ma lo è nel senso). In queste scene infatti si consuma la tregua tra la ex bambina nascosta in una sorta di nicchia sotto al pavimento di quella che fu la sua casa e colui il quale fu tra gli uomini responsabili della morte del padre e del fratello in uno scampolo di guerra dopo la guerra.Nel caffè Nina, ora Donna Sol, cerca spiegazioni dal più giovane membro del commando e questi, pur dopo una serie di proteste, accetta di raccontare la storia o meglio la propria versione della storia. Al termine del racconto l'ex ragazzo che tutti chiamano Tito, un ragazzo ormai divenuto un uomo anziano, si mette a piangere, senza nascondersi e senza vergogna, lì nel caffé quasi che il racconto da poco terminato e quello che la ex piccola Nina ha detto a sua volta gli avessero fatto tornare quell'umanità che nel suo essere soldato di allora e tutte le favole che in seguito si era raccontato per giustificare l'operato suo e dei suoi compari aveva contribuito a far sparire dal suo cuore e dalla sua anima. La conclusione finale di questa pace tardiva tra i due avviene nel terreno neutrale di una stanza d'albergo nella quale i due si concedono qualche ora d'amore. A far da sfondo a questa pace è ancora una luce rossastra, la stessa tinta che aveva illuminato quella fatale notte di tanti anni prima. Quella volta era prodotta dalle fiamme che avevano raso al suo la casa di Nina e dei suoi familiari; questa volta scaturisce dall'insegna dell'albergo posta proprio all'esterno della finestra della stanza nella quale si trovano Nina e Tito.

"ไร้เลือด" ผลงานของผู้เขียน "ไหม (Silk)" เล่มนี้อยากได้นานแล้ว เพิ่งได้จากก็องดิดวันนี้ สิ่งที่ทำให้อยากอ่านเล่มนี้ไม่ใช่เพราะนิยามเล่มก่อนหน้า แต่เป็นคำโปรยบนปกที่ติดป้ายตัวโตๆว่า "เด็กอายุต่ำกว่า 15 ปีควรปรึกษาผู้ปกครอง" และยังมีเตือนอีกว่า "นวนิยาย ไม่ใช่วรรณกรรมเยาวชน"เป็นหนังสือนวนิยายความยาวแค่ประมาณ 100 หน้า ใช้คำไม่เยอะ แต่อ่านแล้วสามารถนึกภาพตาม ตอนอ่านมีความรู้สึกเหมือนดูหนังเรื่องนึง ความสนุกอีกอย่างคือเรื่องราวที่เราแทบจะไม่สามารถคาดเดาได้ว่าอะไรจะเกิดขึ้นต่อไป มันไม่ใช่หักมุม แต่เป็นรูปแบบการเขียนที่ทำให้เราอยากอ่านตามไปเรื่อยว่าเรื่องราวมันจะไปยังไงมากกว่าค่อนข้างชอบวิธีการเขียนแบบนี้ สงสัยต้องไปหา "ไหม" มาอ่านเร็วๆนี้

What do You think about Without Blood (2005)?

First, it has to be noted that I read Silk first, a magical book that is largely responsible for my current rekindled love for reading. I could not bring myself to review Silk, it was beyond me.Without Blood is my second book by Alessandro Baricco and I bought it because of the Silk experience. The story is simple enough, the language is what I'll consider distinctly Baricco's--frugal, probably aiming for the accuracy similar to that of a first-rate pugilist who times his shots and makes sure each one carries enough power.The book is divided into two parts. First, we witness the murder of Manuel Roca and his son in their house by four men, one of them only 20 years old, Tito, a boy of twenty. The gruesome murder left a survivor, a girl named Nina, Manuel Roca's daughter. The boy discovered Nina hiding inside a trapdoor but did not tell his companions about her. "The child turned her head and looked at him. She had dark eyes, oddly shaped. She looked at him without expression. Her lips were half closed and she was breathing calmly. She was an animal in its den. Tito felt returning to him a sensation he had felt a thousand times, finding the exact position, between the warmth of sheets or under the afternoon sun of childhood. Knees folded, hands between the legs, feet balanced. Head bent forwards slightly, closing the circle. How lovely it was, he thought. The child's skin was white, and the outline of her lips perfect. Her legs stuck out from under a short red skirt, as if in a drawing. It was all so orderly. It was all so complete.Exact."The second part gives us an old Nina, what became of that child from long ago. This is where I thought the story is predictable. Revenge is one strong motivation. Revenge is logical. But just when I thought I'd give this book three stars mainly for its language, Baricco knocked me out at the very last page, the last three paragraphs. Boom. Boom. Boom. How could words have such power? I wonder the wonder of men falling to the canvas, of men falling as light fades before their eyes. I wonder the wonder of death, the beautiful rest, the blissful end...
—Emir Never

Well, this took an hour to read, very short, 97 pages, more like a short story...It moves along at lightning speed, Baricco interweaves philosophical musings on war, violence, politics, the nature of truth, etc., as the story moves apace...The book begins with a straightforward account of a traumatic moment of wartime, actually a scene occurring after the war is over. The war is not specified, but it's obviously WWII and the place is Italy. Vengeance seekers from the winning side are after a doctor accused of atrocities (apparently in league with the fascist side). In the aftermath of this scene, the doctor's little girl is spared, thanks to an act of mercy by the youngest member of the group.It also sets in motion a lifelong circle of mutual vengeance by the survivors of the incident. The protagonists from the beginning of the book meet and, each being an unreliable narrator, or having tried to piece together their stories from unreliable sources in the past, begin to relate their life stories to each other, particularly hers. Tension mounts as the story unfolds. Will there be more bloodshed, even now, so long after the end of the war?It was a nifty little story. The ending could have gone two ways, it's the kind of ending that is not going to please everybody, because the story is set up so that no ending will be truly satisfactory. But the lesson is learned, a lesson of peace.I checked this out only because Baricco's "Silk" was not available at the library. I'd recommend this if you're looking for a quick read, but it didn't really blow me away.
—Evan

Avevo letto "Tre volte all'alba",e mi ero innamorata di Baricco e del suo modo di scrivere. Ho iniziato a leggere "Senza Sangue",ritrovando la stessa tipologia di scrittura del libro prima citato. A differenza di "Tre volte all'alba", che si sviluppa su tre capitoli in diverse fasce temporali,questa volta si svolge tutto in due parti...anche qui,le fasce temporali sono diverse,e come per l'altro libro,i protagonasti sono sempre gli stessi,prima piccoli,poi grandi....Qui la principale protagonista è Nina,una bambina che assiste alla morte del fratellino e del padre...Diciamo che non lo vede,ma lo sente...Nel secondo capitolo,Nina è grande e incontra uno dei ragazzi presenti quella notte.Una cosa ironica...Leggendo il primo capitolo,non so per quale motivo,mi veniva inevitabile pensare ai soldati come alle faine di "Chi ha incastrato Roger Rabbit"...Ho letto molte recensioni su questo libro,e in molte veniva criticato perché sembra scritto in fretta,come se volesse finire e basta. Io invece trovo questo dettaglio,affascinante. E' vero,si svolge tutto in modo molto veloce,ma io lo vedo come se fosse descritto solo l'essenziale per farci capire cosa sia accaduto,non servono dettagli "esagerati",c'è quello che serve...L'essenziale....L'ho apprezzato,e molto.Come dice la fine della trama sulla copertina "Un apologo sulla violenza e sul dolore."
—Arda

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