Cloud Atlas - Atlante delle nuvole

Cloud Atlas - Atlante delle nuvole

David Mitchell

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Un visionario postmoderno, maestro di stili e generi, David Mitchell fonde avventura pura, un'erudizione di enigmi alla Nabokov, un occhio attento ai personaggi e un gusto per la speculazione filosofica e scientifica che ricorda Umberto Eco, Haruki Murakami e Philip K. Dick. Il risultato è una narra...

pagine
509
Format
Paperback
Pubblicato
2004-08-17
Editore
Random House
ISBN
9780375507250

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David Mitchell

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David Mitchell was born in Southport, Merseyside, in England, raised in Malvern, Worcestershire, and educated at the University of Kent, studying for a degree in English and American Literature followed by an M.A. in Comparative Literature. He lived for a year in Sicily, then moved to Hiroshima, Japan, where he taught...

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Lisa of Troy
Lisa of Troy·2 years ago
“I never said it would be easy. I only said it would be worth it.” – Mae WestThat is one of my favorite quotes, and it accurately describes David Mitchell’s Cloud Atlas.Utilizing a unique format, Cloud Atlas reads like a collection of short stories – the narrative thread is almost imperceptible, how these stories are connected.The brilliance of this novel didn’t reveal itself until the last half of the book, and the beginning has more vocab words than the SAT test.As a result of the structure, ...
Lyn
Lyn·11 years ago
Vincent Vega and Jules Winnfield sit having breakfast in a diner discussing, among other things, Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell.Jules: Well we'd have to be talkin' about one charming mother*****' pig. I mean he'd have to be ten times more charmin' than that Arnold on Green Acres, you know what I'm sayin'?[Both laugh]Vincent: Awright, check this out; I just finished reading this book called Cloud Atlas.Jules: Cloud Atlas? What the f*** is that?Vincent: It’s a pictorial key to the nomenclature of c...
Vit Babenco
Vit Babenco·12 years ago
Tomorrow I will never see, though I have no wings I fly free. Of what I dream no one can know, I am but a container for a rainbow.Stories are clouds… The same story told by a different raconteur changes form and it may also change a meaning.I watched clouds awobbly from the floor o’ that kayak. Souls cross ages like clouds cross skies, an’ tho’ a cloud’s shape nor hue nor size don’t stay the same, it’s still a cloud an’ so is a soul. Who can say where the cloud’s blowed from or who the soul’ll b...
Jenn(ifer)
Jenn(ifer)·13 years ago
Dear David Mitchell,I’ve been trying to figure out the nicest possible way to tell you what I’m about to tell you. I sort of feel like I’ve failed you as a reader, but I just couldn’t suspend my critical mind for long enough to enjoy your book (“how I envied my uncritical…sisters” – I hate it when my own words come back to bite me in the ass, don’t you?). Don’t take it personally though. I’m the girl who didn't like The Matrix. I know, right? How could anyone dislike The Matrix? All of the neat-...
Nataliya
Nataliya·13 years ago
I was a third into this book and I could not care less about it. It didn't seem we were meant to be. Then suddenly my heart was aching for the characters and their stories, and it did catch me by surprise.And now it's been a week since I finished it, and I still find myself thinking about it. 'Okay, you win, book!' I have to admit grudgingly. You've wormed your way into my heart and I'd better make my peace with it.Why did I resist liking it so much? Why did this book and I have such a rocky sta...
B0nnie
B0nnie·13 years ago
This book proves David Mitchell can be any writer he chooses. The six novellas that comprise Cloud Atlas are forgeries - and they are original. Each adopts the voice of a distinct author. The whole is greater than the sum of its parts, but all of the parts are superb. It is a sextet, like the one found within the novel, with piano, clarinet, cello, flute, oboe, and violin - every individual instrument pleasing, but when played altogether becomes something different and brilliant - the Cloud Atl...
karen
karen·14 years ago
**okay - i have actually written a "review" for this book, all you early bird voters! feel free to take back your picture-votes if you hate my words (and by "feel free," i mean "don't you dare!!")**why have i never read this book before??observe:do you see how it is wedged into a teetering, lode-bearing stack of books??removing it was a tricky business, indeed, but i succeeded, and i am finally reading it. so thank you for badgering me about it, internet, because so far, i am really enjoying it!...
s.penkevich [hiatus-will return-miss you all]
s.penkevich [hiatus-will return-miss you all]·14 years ago
UPDATE: looking back, this was the first “big” review I ever wrote when I first joined goodreads, and from discussing this book I met a lot of my first gr-Friends that I would go on to read a lot of excellent books with. I’ve always had a soft spot for this book and am thankful of it for being what introduced me to this wonderful book community, especially at a time when I had uprooted to a new place and was very lonely. This is a weird little corner of the internet and I love it, thanks to ever...
Kris
Kris·14 years ago
All autumn, with the release date of movie adaptation of Cloud Atlas fast approaching, interest in the novel among my Goodreads friends has been high. I have not seen many subdued reactions. Fans of Mitchell discuss his ability adeptly to assume so many different voices and styles, the intricacy of the novel’s structure, and the relevance of its themes for today. Detractors have dismissed Cloud Atlas as gimmicky, a work by a much-hyped writer who is showing off his style but neglecting to anchor...
Ken-ichi
Ken-ichi·18 years ago
On re-reading in 2012...I admit, the surpringsingly-and-terrifyingly-not-awful trailer for the upcoming movie adaptation of this book sent me plunging back into its hexapalindromic universe to re-solidify my own mental renditions of Frobisher's bicycle, Sonmi's soap packs, and Lousia's imaginary California, among other things. I emerge even more impressed with Mitchell's mimetic acrobatics, the book's deft allusive integument ("Is not ascent their sole salvation?" p. 512), the acrimonious satire...