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Mit zwei anderen Widerstandskämpfern zusammen überfällt Hans den Kollaborateur und presst ihm einen mit Chloroform getränkten Lappen auf Nase und Mund.

Als Ellis an diesem Abend verspätet zu ihrem Liebhaber kommt, empfängt dieser sie mit einer Pistole in der Hand.

Er hat durchschaut, dass sie mit dem Widerstand zusammenarbeitet und an der Ermordung von Frankens V-Mann beteiligt war. Rachel alias Ellis vertraut ihm daraufhin ihre wahre Geschichte an und klärt ihn über Frankens Rolle auf.

Franken muss seinen Tresor öffnen. Darin liegen jedoch nur unverfängliche Akten und eine Flasche Champagner. Als Franken merkt, dass er ungeschoren davonkommt, lässt er den General wissen, dass Müntze heimlich mit dem holländischen Widerstand verhandelt.

Das sei Defätismus und Hochverrat, schreit Käutner und lässt den Hauptsturmführer auf der Stelle festnehmen. Er soll zusammen mit den vierzig Geiseln erschossen werden.

Rachel besteht nun darauf, dass die Widerstandskämpfer nicht nur die drei inhaftierten Kameraden und die Geiseln befreien, sondern auch Müntze.

Sie hat sich in den Deutschen verliebt und erklärt Kuipers, er habe sich bemüht, Gräueltaten der Nationalsozialisten zu verhindern.

Doch die Aktion wurde offenbar verraten, denn plötzlich tauchen Deutsche auf und richten mit ihren automatischen Waffen ein Blutbad an, dem nur Hans und Theo entkommen.

Ellis wird kurz danach in Frankens Büro gerufen. Black Book. Niederländisch , Deutsch , Englisch , Hebräisch.

Paul Verhoeven. Paul Verhoeven Gerard Soeteman. Anne Dudley. Sometimes it adds a moral and existential resonance to a story which is intriguing and enticing on its own merits.

Pamuk handles this beautifully- There's quite a few quotable gems here. Many of them go on at length, necessarily.

Here are a few of the shorter ones: "He felt happy, on the verge of a revelation- the secret of life, the meaning of the world, shimmering just beyond his grasp- but when he tried to put this secret into words, all he could see was the face of the woman who was sitting in the corner watching him.

There was the vaguest of premonitions It did not welcome a man in, nor did it transport him to a better place.

But if nothing signified nothing, than anything could signify anything. For a moment he thought he saw the flash of blue light, and then he heard the flutter of what sounded like the wings of a pigeon, but then he returned to his old stagnant silence, waiting for the illumination that never came.

Paumk's Istanbul is there in its 'there-ness' but it still has a universal quality, albeit a somewhat dour, crystalline, noir-ish ambience It got three stars for a muddled, uncomprehending first read which was decidedly my fault and now it's getting four stars for coming off the bench and working nicely A post-modern masterpiece in the vein of the best of Calvino or Borges, The Black Book is the novel in which Pamuk was able to force his literary star and create a work of art luminosity blazed forth and heralded a new star of Turkish literature; Kemal had poetry, but Pamuk has something even more important-originality.

The dominant themes in the novel are ones which often recur in Pamuks novels; identity, Westernisation and Istanbul, combined with a sense of playfulness and erudition.

This stands in stark contrast to the bright incandescence with which Istanbul is normally depicted, but is important it establishing the mental state of the narrator, Galip.

Galip labours through a series of identity crises throughout the novel; he spends most his time searching for his cousin, the newspaper journalist Celal, who feels may or may not have run away with his wife, Rüya.

This uncertainty creates a sense of unreliability throughout the narration, as reality and fantasy merge to become virtually indistinguishable, in fact, given that the whole thing is a work of fiction, is what is real even relevant?

View all 4 comments. Read many years ago, this is one of the top three books by Pamuk which I love the most.

No one makes old and modern Turkey come alive on page like Pamuk. A re-read is on the horizon. Ritwik There is an introduction piece in the Everyman Edition of 'My name is Red' where the author goes to show the efforts that he took to be as There is an introduction piece in the Everyman Edition of 'My name is Red' where the author goes to show the efforts that he took to be as historically accurate as possible which is very commendable.

I think I am going to like his books, now onto your other Orhan Pamuk's reviews :D Jibran Ritwik wrote: "There is an introduction piece in the Everyman Edition of 'My name is Red' where the author goes to show the efforts that he took to be Ritwik wrote: "There is an introduction piece in the Everyman Edition of 'My name is Red' where the author goes to show the efforts that he took to be as historically accurate as possible which is very commendabl Even someone with no prior knowledge of the subject can appreciate the work that's gone into writing the book.

I haven't reviewed any of his books in detail as I did the more recent readings, just a few brief and random thoughts for both My Name is Red as well as Snow, but there are plenty of good reviews on GR to peruse!

Here's hoping you enjoy his novels when you get to read them Junta I seem to have missed all of your reviews in the last year, Jibran!

I hope you have been well. Have you spent some time in old and modern Turkey I seem to have missed all of your reviews in the last year, Jibran!

Have you spent some time in old and modern Turkey yourself? I realised I haven't read any books by Turkish authors, so Pamuk seems to be a good candidate to look into.

It is ostensibly the story of Celal, a columnist for a major Turkish daily who has disappeared or ran away, told through the eyes of the his friend and brother-in-law, Galip.

When Galips pulp detective novel-loving wife Celals sister disappears as well, Galip turns into something of a detective himself, and the plot thickens.

And then, it slows to a tedious crawl. Whatever the story is here, it becomes something of an afterthought, taking a back seat to page after page of postmodern quasi-philosophical musings on the nature of identity.

The plot pulls its head up out of the ground from time to time, introducing a few new twists and intrigues which, were they part of a tighter, more focused novel may actually have been interesting, perhaps even thrilling.

But as it was they just ended up getting lost in the larger symphony of postmodern tangents whose meaning or purpose in this novel I almost certainly did not fully understand.

Man, this was a tough slog of a read. With all that being said, though, now that some time has elapsed since I read it last year, I can look back with the sugar-coated spectacles of hindsight and identify some things about it that I eventually came to appreciate, such as the portraits of some of the quirky minor characters, and the overall structure of the novel, which is punctuated with the columns of the missing columnist, columns which are eventually ghost-written by Galip, who takes up the pen when he realizes Celal will not return.

I also enjoyed some of the descriptive atmospheric passages about Istanbul, where Pamuk sort-of poetically depicts the various neighborhoods his protagnist travels through, from the seedy and worn to the posh and comfortable.

View 1 comment. Each chapter is its own unit; a short story, mock essay, or monologue. View 2 comments. There is indeed a vague plot resembling a detective novel here, but that is hardly the point of the novel.

The real point of the novel is Turkey, as Galips search for Ruya takes him around Istanbul meeting various people who he thinks might help him find her, and via this process the novel morphs into an examination of identity, both individual and national.

On another level, Pamuk reflects on what it means to be oneself, delving into Ottoman culture and sufi beliefs to mull on this question.

You will note that I have avoided stating that Pamuk answers these questions or proffers any solutions to them. The novel often appears to approach an answer only for readers to find that answer taken away from them.

The other aspect of the novel that so enchanted and struck me was its references to Turkish history and literature.

As a Turk coming from the Middle East, trying to establish himself as an author, I felt intimidated. I realized that my generation had to invent a modern national literature… I had to begin by making a strong distinction between the religious and literary connotations of Islamic literature, so that I could easily appropriate its wealth of games, gimmicks, and parables.

Turkey had a sophisticated tradition of highly refined ornamental literature… There are lots of allegories that repeat themselves in the various oral storytelling traditions—of China, India, Persia.

I decided to use them and set them in contemporary Istanbul… So I set all these rewritten stories in Istanbul, added a detective plot, and out came The Black Book.

View all 11 comments. Shelves: favorites , nobel , best To what degree can we be ourselves? To be or not to be oneself , considers Pamuk, is lifes ultimate question.

A roller-coaster which is alike in many aspects with a detective novel, this story is suffused with possible answers to the question above and explorations of how, only by telling stories, a man can really be himself.

Through hypotheses developed in stories with a prince embarking on quests of finding his real self in order to be able to guide his people if he would come next in line to To what degree can we be ourselves?

Through hypotheses developed in stories with a prince embarking on quests of finding his real self in order to be able to guide his people if he would come next in line to the throne, with an executioner who feels remorse after beheading a certain individual who expresses regret for his life differently than others, with an eye which can follow you anywhere you go, with stories about Rumi and Shams of Tabriz and inherently about Sufis, with stories about people who can read letters on faces, Pamuk immerses the reader in a metaphysical ride, touching with great charm aspects like history, mysticism, differences between East and West, family relations and love.

Although I discovered touches of brilliancy in this book and ideas that kept me pondering, I constantly had the feeling that I was missing out on things, that some meanings were eluding me because of the translation or maybe because of the fact that I am not so familiar with Turkish culture.

There were paragraphs which really resonated with me and I felt elated while reading them, paragraphs which made me think that I would definitely rate this book 5 stars and paragraphs which annoyed me because I could not see their sense.

Watching each face brighten at his gaze, he could almost see question marks bubbling from their heads — the way they did in the Turkish versions of Spanish and Italian photo novels — but they vanished in the air without leaving a trace.

Gazing across the bridge at the skyline, he thought he saw each and every one of their faces shimmering behind its dull gray veil, but this too was an illusion.

As they churned across the gray-blue waters of the Golden Horn, they left a trail of ugly brown bubbles in their wake.

I actually found it a bit absurd, although I am sure that the idea Pamuk wanted to express prevailed and the story was only used as a means of revealing what he wanted.

Ich kann diesen Film wirklich empfehlen. In "Black Book" macht Verhoeven all das, was er am besten kann. Fazit: Der Film ist Akzeptabel!

Der Film ist gut, keine Frage. Welcher Film ist das mittlerweile nicht mehr? Ansonsten trotzdem sehenswert.

Einmal reicht, oder wenn mir wieder extrem langweilig ist. Vielleicht ist der Schluss etwas zu kurz geraten.

Ich fand die schauspielerische Leistung gut. Ich kannte ihn bislang nicht. Klare Kaufempfehlung. Alle Rezensionen anzeigen. A very exciting film based on true events.

The story involves the Dutch Jews trying to escape the Germans. One woman lost her whole family because they were betrayed as they along with lots more Jews were trying to escape the country.

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