Indian Nocturne
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As I expected he has not left. Tabucchi in his way continues to settle into his space. A small space requiring little. He does not flinch when I think of shutting the door and locking it tightly. There must be colored chalk since I find on the walls writing and listen to widening echoes of select thought.
Now whispering through the chalk dust he reveals with a wry smile that the book might also be read as a cautionary tale. He warns that life may reside in seeking and searching knowing in the end there is nothing to be found. Wise or unwise, he will continue to stay and I'm sure will have more to say. View all 10 comments. My favorite quote so far: Blind science tills vain colds, mad Faith lives the dream of its cult, a new God is only a word, Don't believe or search, all is hidden. Oh, Indian Nocturne is a difficult book to rate, on one hand the description of the different places and cities the narrator had traveled across India throughout the book is great--though it is a bit strange to see those Indian cities being referred with their old colonized names instead of their Hindu ones.
This book brings back all my My favorite quote so far: Blind science tills vain colds, mad Faith lives the dream of its cult, a new God is only a word, Don't believe or search, all is hidden. This book brings back all my nostalgic memories of this spellbinding country, plus the noir atmosphere is simply splendid ; on the other hand, too many things are left unexplained and 'out of frames' so to speak. In the end I feel the novel is pretty much on the 'noir just for the sake of noir' side, although I fully understand the author seemingly never intends to give us any straight forward explanation.
I'm glad it is a short novel, if the story were any longer than its current self I most likely would have lost interest, yet I still enjoy it enough to give it four stars.
Aug 06, Iris rated it really liked it. A short novel but its imagery, so vividly woven, will stay with your for a long time. One forges a bond with the book so personal and profound that makes verbalizing it quite difficult. Best description I could come up with: a condensed version of Don Quixote filtered through space and time with some Pessoa sprinkled into the mix. Don't believe or search: all is hidden. Feb 07, M. Quite a charming little travelogue disguised as a novella.
An original moving and mysterious adventure seemingly focused on the perpetual visiting of continually unrequited romances of dreamlike places, luxurious hotels, sophisticated relationships, and fine food. In a spirit of a likable indifference, or in the manner of swift flight from despair, the fact that nothing ever is resolved for us matters little in the end.
Jun 11, Nate D rated it really liked it Shelves: 80s , italy , read-in Tabucchi has a rare finesse for the understatedly metaphysical travelogue. Tethered by a search for a missing friend, this is a sequence of vivid, memorable encounters and places, with all excess pared away to leave vast cosmoses of the unsaid.
However, there is minor shelf wear on the cover and the edges of the book have a minor tan. Taxes, fees not included for deals content. Following the clues left behind by the friend, and based on his acquaintance with him, he journeys to Madras to speak to a Theosophist dignitary there, and then journeys on to Portugues Goa. Weekend entries are usually for regulars only. Date of visit: August For online non-commercial use, you may reproduce images from this website provided you clearly credit Jason Gilchrist in the image caption and provide clickable link to www. Note: Cover may not represent actual copy or condition available.
Elegant and mysterious, and always capable of producing quietly breathtaking maneuvers out of the dancing twilight air. View 2 comments. May 02, Nicholas During rated it really liked it. This is a book for you post-modernists out there. Ostensibly is about a man traveling through India looking for his friend who has disappeared there.
However the reader is clearly meant to understand that there is more going on here, even before the trick ending, which, in my opinion felt a bit flat. A better way to look at it is imagining Tabucchi writing this book while reading a guidebook to India, though never visiting the place itself. This brings up all kinds of discussions on writing and This is a book for you post-modernists out there.
This brings up all kinds of discussions on writing and reading, many of which are welcome in my eyes today since a book about a journey through India usually is from an author who wants to tell the reader how interesting their experience was and how much they learned from it. I'm not saying that these books are necessarily bad, readers can gain experiences from books I sure hope so, otherwise I've wasted a lot of my life already and can learn lessons from books ditto.
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However, it's been done before and a new and radical look at the India journey narrative shows the depths of literature that we often miss if we just read the bestseller list can you guess which book I'm thinking about? There are other funky stuff here which I liked. The book is also very clearly meant to be a mystery. But of course being post-modern the protagonist is never going to find his man, he's going to start questioning who he is looking for, or is someone looking for him? And why did his friend come to India anyway? Now that I write this down it all sounds a bit derivative of Robbe-Grillet.
But it's much, much easier to read and a lot lighter. However, you better have a taste for the po-mo if you want to read this book. Feb 19, Philippe Malzieu rated it it was amazing. I met a french diplomat. His work consisted in repatriating in France the tourists not supporting Indian reality. Sometimes, it was very violent and need psychiatric help. Roux seatch his friend Xavier.
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But did Xavier only exist? We have the impression that Roux search himself. India even reveals it with him. He discovers his true nature. No more make up, no pretences, only the truth. A mysterious tale of a man chasing a shadow across India, with some insightful commentary on the writing process metafictionally embedded toward the end.
Makes good use of its brief page count.
This review has been hidden because it contains spoilers. To view it, click here. I've long been an admirer of Antonio Tabucchi's writing, so I was thrilled to pick up a copy of his short novel, Indian Nocturne, and devoured it in one sitting.
This isn't the easiest book to classify. On one level, it's a travelogue, through the slums and luxury hotels of India from Bombay to Madras to Goa, presented with realism though with a peculiarly nightmarish undertone. But on another, it's a mystery novel, of sorts, about a narrator who sometimes identifies himself as a once-given nickn I've long been an admirer of Antonio Tabucchi's writing, so I was thrilled to pick up a copy of his short novel, Indian Nocturne, and devoured it in one sitting. But on another, it's a mystery novel, of sorts, about a narrator who sometimes identifies himself as a once-given nickname, 'Roux', and his determined search for an old friend, Xavier.
And then, by the end, it spins off into a meta- direction, and becomes something else entirely, either a meditation on the magic of fiction, an delirious acknowledgement of truth, or some peculiar consideration of what defines identity. The opening pages set up the plot, such as it is, and are beautifully rendered: arriving in Bombay, abandoning a taxi that is trying to con him in a more indulgent direction, finally arriving in a squalid pre-booked brothel-hotel to meet a girl who, it seems, has written to him.
The girl had been a companion of Xavier, who'd taken ill and is missing now for a year. The search takes the narrator to a desperate electricity-deprived hospital, into one good hotel after another, into the web of a strange intellectual society, and on long bus rides and hot beaches.
Book review: Tabucchi's Indian Nocturne soul-stirring
Clues and rumours are gathered along the way, and there are unusual encounters with strangers a philosophical British Jain with only days to live, an American ex-postman beach bum, a young Indian boy with his monstrous, monkey-like fortune-telling brother that seem to have little bearing on the novel but stand, for their own sake and often in stand-alone chapters, as fascinating interjections.
But perseverance, and the right bribes in the right hands, direct him finally to the end of the trail, a very high-class hotel where Xavier — now travelling as Mr. Nightingale, a name linked to the narrator's own nickname — has apparently washed up.