Έρχεται μια μέρα που παύει να σου αφήνει το χέρι της, τα δάχτυλά της. Στη μοτοσικλέτα, καθώς οδηγείς, δεν σφίγγεται πάνω σου όπως άλλοτε. Το γέλιο της και το χαμόγελό της δεν προορίζονται πια μόνο για σένα. Θέλεις να καταλάβεις, πρέπει να περιμένεις. Αλλά δεν μπορείς, τη ρωτάς πάρα πολλά, κι εκείνη θα προτιμούσε να μη σου απαντήσει. Σου απαντάει ωστόσο. Μα ναι, σ' αγαπάει. Μόνο που νιώθει την ανάγκη για μια διαφορετική ζωή - χωρίς εσένα. Σε διαβεβαιώνει. Δεν θα βγεις ποτέ εντελώς από τη ζωή της, αφού υπάρχουν τα παιδιά. Το κουβεντιάζεις με τους φίλους σου, σου λένε ότι κι αυτοί πέρασαν παρόμοια προβλήματα, άλλοι τα λύσανε, άλλοι όχι. Δοκιμάζεις την οργή, την υπομονή, την αδιαφορία. Δίχως αποτέλεσμα. Περνάς νύχτες ξάγρυπνος, ψάχνεις διέξοδο από απίθανους δρόμους και τελικά αποφασίζεις να γράψεις. Να γράψεις για ν' ανασάνεις. Να γράψεις για όλους εκείνους και για όλες εκείνες που μόνο ο πραγματικός σπαραγμός ενός οριστικού χωρισμού μπορεί να τους κάνει επιτέλους να ωριμάσουν.
Dan Franck a publié une trentaine d’ouvrages et écrit une vingtaine de scénarios de films. On lui doit notamment La Séparation (1991, Prix Renaudot), les huit volumes des Aventures de Boro, reporter-photographe, en collaboration avec Jean Vautrin, Le temps des bohèmes (2015) et Scénario (2018). Scénario de Dan Franck fait partie de la sélection du prix Monte-Cristo, sélection littéraire de Fleury-Mérogis. (Novembre, 2018)
Smulkmeniškas, jautrus, kartais prancūziškai pretenzingas griūvančių santykių pjūvis. Tiems, kurie nemėgsta knygų, kuriose "nieko nevyksta", šios irgi nerekomenduočiau – nors ir trumpas, bet kūrinys labiau atsuktas į vidinį pagrindinio veikėjo pasaulį, jo mintis, dvejones ir lūkesčius. Nemažai čia pasikartojimo, kuris tikriausiai yra labai natūralus, kai griūna tavo santuoka ir bandai ieškoti pačio geriausio sprendimo jai išgelbėti. Patiko, kad pasirinkta būtent tokia veikėjų dinamika – išsiskirti norinti moteris ir šeimą išgelbėti besiviliantis vyras. Galbūt tik man nepasisekė atrasti daug kūrinių iš panašios perspektyvos, bet visada įdomu gauti kitokį požiūrio tašką. Šiek tiek priminė "Scenas iš vedybinio gyvenimo" tuo teatrališkumu, lengvu dramatizmu ir visų jausmų užaštrinimu, tik šiame kūrinyje pokalbiai nebuvo tokie viską narstantys ir gilūs kaip I. Bergmano kūryboje, veikiau prancūziškai tikslūs, tačiau ne ką mažiau skausmingi.
Pagrindinę porą per tuos kelis šimtus puslapių spėji pažinti be galo intymiai, kartais skaitant net atrodo, kad neturėtum būti taip arti jų ginčų ar artumo akimirkų, bet čia tikriausiai ir reiktų dėkoti autoriaus talentui. Jis labai subtiliai atskleidžia kiekvieno motyvaciją, todėl sunku laikyti pykti ant kažkurios vienos pusės – abi jas tam tikra prasme supranti ir gali pateisinti, dėl abiejų skauda ir abiems linki laimės, net jei kartais ta šviesa tunelio gale atrodo nepasiekiama. Patiko ir socialinis romano aspektas – autorius pasirenka daug kalbėti apie vyro ir moters padėtį tuomet, kai kalba eina apie vaikų globą, ir apie tai, kad moteris tokiose situacijose dažnai turi pranašumą, kuris gali atrodyti neteisingas. Trumpas, bet paveikus kūrinys, manau, galintis sukelti nemažai diskusijų. Man, megstančiai narplioti pačius įvairiausius tarpusavio santykius, ši pažintis tikrai nenuėjo veltui.
Quando è arrivato il mio bel pacchetto "prima stagione" Cantoni Editore, lindo e profumato di stampa fresca, sfogliare e iniziare a leggere subito uno dei titoli è stato d'obbligo... e la scelta tra i 5 non è stata poi così difficile. Oltre al fatto che ci sarà un motivo se "La separazione" è stato il primo testo di cui la casa editrice ha acquistato i diritti... beh... Nel video di presentazione della collana si era parlato di Autofiction. E si sa che ho sviluppato un leggero problema di dipendenza dal "genere". Un'autofiction un po' diversa dai quella dei miei cari Knausgård, Carrere, etc. Una parte della vita dell'autore molto intima, ma scritta in modo più discreto: se non freddo, se non distaccato, comunque "allontanato" un po' dall'uso della scrittura in terza persona e da una prosa molto semplice e che non usa mai nomi propri, al massimo delle iniziali.
Lui, lei, l'altro. Lei si è innamorata di un'altro e tortura senza pietà il marito, soprattutto con la sua incapacità di scegliere. Lo ama ma forse ama di più l'altro. Lui l'ama ancora disperatamente, sopporta qualsiasi cosa e spera che le cose si possona sistemare. Lo stesso speravo un po' anche io, ma il titolo non lascia spazio all'ottimismo, questo matrimonio è in caduta libera.
Seppur soltanto dal suo punto di vista, seppur senza dilungarsi in grandi descrizioni, anzi, breve e conciso, Dan Franck va molto a fondo nell'analisi della fine di una coppia borghese e ciò che questa fine comporta. Dai primi segnali sospetti, alle crepe che pian piano si fanno sempre più profonde, alla guerra aperta per i figli.
L'autore non risparmia nulla e punta il dito anche contro la società che tende a tutelare le madri, mentre anche il padre più amorevole rischia di perdere la possibilità di veder crescere i suoi figli.
Vagamente inquietante (non sai mai fino in fondo chi è la persona che ti sta accanto), pregno di malinconia, breve ed intenso, si legge in un attimo. Buona la prima Cantoni Editore!
There's a meme. Several naked men are waiting in line to have sex with a woman. At the back of the queue is a man holding flowers and the caption reads: don't be the guy with flowers. Well, this novel is all about that man. And it's some of the most egregious ragebait (in book form) I've ever seen.
The story is about a couple with two kids going through a separation. She no longer shows affection for him and he suspects an affair which she denies (her first lie) but then later she admits that she's in love with another man but hasn't slept with him yet. The husband wants to know if she still loves him and she says yes (another lie). He wants to know if she intends to leave him and she says it depends. This is the point in the book where I could no longer tolerate her as a character. It's one thing to cheat, to destroy a marriage, but it's another thing to deliberately torture the man and simply make him wait for her lover to decide if he wants her or not (that's what her decision depends on after all). From this point on, she really is just an awful monster with no redeeming features. Franck clearly doesn't want us to view her this way, doing his best to give her a few sympathetic moments, but it's utterly impossible not to.
And that's my primary criticism of the book; this isn't literature, it's melodramatic nonsense designed to provoke the reader. Franck is a screenwriter and it shows. He is dealing with heightened emotions, unrealistic people, incomprehensible decisions, and deliberate provocation, all In the hopes of manipulating the audience into a response. It's effective (oh, how I loved to despise this woman!!!) but again... it's not literature. She is simply acting in a manner that is patently causing her husband (and eldest child) pain and does not seem to care in the slightest; meanwhile, he is a wet blanket, an emasculated coward who lets her walk all over him and tries to rationalise his pathetic weasel-like behaviour by pretending he's a good progressive feminist. Franck very wisely makes a point of letting us know that these people are PAINFULLY left-wing, presumably because he knows we won't buy this garbage any other way. Only that kind of insipid progressive would behave the way his characters do (and even that is a stretch). This whole book is an advert for the limp-wristed worldview of the self-loathing bourgeoisie. It's vomit inducing.
This book is manipulative to the extreme. But it works. I got a kick out of hating both of them and their banal wine drinking friends. And the writing is quite compelling (a kind of stream of consciousness style) but ultimately, it isn't great work. It's just a fun way to waste a Sunday afternoon. It's a low-brow soap opera with the added steps of being about progressive middle class French people (and therefore more profound and meaningful). But don't fall for it, what you're reading is utter trash.
Bir Aslı Perker tavsiyesi olarak almıştım kitabı. Çok büyük bir beklentim yoktu. Kısa sürede yazarın aktarımı beni kavradı, tıkalı dile rağmen anlatımın sadeliğiyle sürükledi. Dozu hiç düşmeyen bir gerilimle sayfaları çevirttirdi. Çok başarılı buldum.
This book gutted me. It was a painful read going through the emotions of a man whose wife left him for another. It was nice to read a male perspective as too often, women in dissolving relationships play the victim card and paint their partners as uncaring or unfeeling.
after reading this novel i can see why Franck is such a successful screenwriter. his scenes come alive. the book opens with husband and wife watching a movie. the husband continually tries to hold his wife's hand for some sort of affection which she continually refuses. this action continues for weeks until finally the husband asks what is wrong. she's in love with someone else. it's easy to hate the wife and i still do even after the book has been resolved but that's not really what the moral of the story is. the main character, the husband, tries so hard for most of the book to do everything the wife wants. they have two young children and she doesn't want to make any decisions until she is absolutely sure. all the while the poor main character is tortured by her indecision and stubbornly believes he can win her back. for most of the book i just wanted him to leave her first, to move on with his life because it's obvious that he is the better of the two. but a book needs conflict and the title definitely defines every aspect of this book. the husband is surprisingly mature about the affair and it makes me feel better about relationships in general. i'm not sure if i'd recommend this book to many because it is kind of depressing and very very intimate. if you've never been in a really long term relationship then i don 't know if you'd get it. if fact i don't truly understand the whole book because i've never been married, divorced, or had children. nonetheless, it was nice to read as summer turns to fall.
"E durante toda a viagem, entre a estrada e a sua memória, aparecerá a silhueta daquela mulher que ele amou tanto, caminhando pelo passeio com os seus dois filhos e ele pensará que a vida será o que tiver de ser, dura e má, longa ou fácil, mas aqueles três serão sempre os seus."
Uma história que aterra no meio de um casamento, numa fase tremida, sem nunca nos dar mais do que pequenos vislumbres do tempo que passaram felizes. O casal com dois filhos encontra-se no final da relação, sem compreender que o fim é inevitável, negando a mudança que se aproxima e lutando para manter a rotina a que está habituado, mas que não o faz feliz.
A ruptura dói, a separação dói, mas a mudança não tem de doer para sempre, porque o passado continua connosco, quem é nosso nunca nos abandonará e o futuro está sempre à nossa espera.
You can fight against any reality you can get a handle on, even yourself, but not against outside passions. * He watches as she turns into a different person. The same as before in many ways, but with something missing. Their keywords, which constitute their memory, gradually disappear. Soon he will be orphaned from her. * He writes to purge himself, to give some direction to his excavation of his own feelings, and perhaps to win her back. He writes because he cannot do otherwise. * I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. Again and always. For how long? * "You have to think of yourself," R. told him. "Think of yourself first." "Myself is us. Thinking about myself means thinking about her."
prosa raffinatissima e una confezione che più elegante non si potrebbe. complimenti alla Cantoni Editore sia per la qualità della selezione letteraria che per la cura nella presentazione dei volumi
Kadın, o beş metre ötede yürüyen adama doğru döner ve onu çağırır: "Hey!" Adam olduğu yere çakılıp kalır. "Geliyor musun?" Gider adam. Bundan böyle ne adı ne lâkabı ne de özel bir kimliği vardır. Hey'dir o! ... Bir akşam, adam kaldırımda yürürken anahtarlarını düşürür. Adamın biri arkasından ona seslenir. "Hey!" Durur. -Bir şey kaybettiniz mi? -Evet Karımı.
It is the first book related to French literature that I remember reading. I almost swallowed the book on a round trip to Aveiro, and honestly it was the right book at the right time. I read it very quickly, but I read the Portuguese version, which was very well written, I loved the way it was written, the way it seemed that the book spoke to me and made me feel everything, however, I am interested in buying the book in French and reading it because from my perspective it will always be different.
Now my opinion about the book itself. The book addressed a very delicate topic which, as the title says, is separation. The book talks about the separation of a couple who have two children, and addresses the father's perspective. It shows the suffering and sacrifices he made to maintain a relationship that was ultimately his alone. He made a lot of sacrifices since the beginning of the relationship, and even with the amount of negative attitudes coming from his wife, he still managed to blame himself and tried for both, or should I say, for all four. It was a book that conveyed a lot of melancholy feelings and was also a little repetitive, it also managed to show how much you can complicate a problem that could be solved quickly, and it showed the feelings and thoughts that prevent you from doing so. This book showed a waste of time made by love. And one of the things I liked most about this book was the social criticism made. After the divorce, even with the countless wrong attitudes made by the woman, even though she went to court just to be superior, even with all the effort made on the part of the father, she stayed with the children. She destroyed the sacred relationship that the father had with his son and managed to take from him everything she wanted. Even though she'd been horrible from start to finish. Even if she betrayed him in every possible way, even if she deceived him, even if she made him turn to medication.. even though she broke his heart countless times and made him develop much anxiety, she stayed with the children. It was a wonderful description of such a negative and repressed subject. I had never read a book on this subject so well described. I really liked to have read the woman's perspective but I understand why it wasn't put, and it was still an incredible book, but if they put a little bit of her perspective, it would be more contextualized, because deep down, the book is just a group of assumptions about what she felt or thought. This book brought me pain but at the same time relief, I loved the book, I can imagine every scenario and detail in my head, I just had difficulties being in a public place and having problems with concentration, but still, the book managed to get over it of all this. It was an incredible book, I recommend it to all readers and to all life passengers because we never know what will happen to us the next day, or what will happen to our friends, and I think this could also be useful in case it happens. something similar in our life.
Spoiler alert: An utterly devastating novel. I was surprised to see so many of the reviewers painting the husband as the victim, but this is not so. It's in the latter half of the story that you realize that the husband is a completely unreliable narrator, painting his wife in the most unflattering light, but it's only in the last quarter of the book that you realize that he's been unfaithful all along, and trying to look good to the onlooker. Artful and skillful writing in concealing and revealing details until you're slapped in the face with what's truly going on. I'm amazed that some of the reviewers didn't catch onto this
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
This isn't for the feint of heart. It really hits you like a ton of bricks. A marriage in free fall. When will it end? How will it tear you apart? Do you force the inevitable or let it play out? Many questions and hard answers. Must read if you've had something like this happen. But be forewarned. It will leave you floored.
La Separazione è il crudele ritratto di una generazione che vuole distaccarsi da quella dei propri genitori, finendo invece per replicarne gli schemi.
La generazione è quella dei c.d. baby boomer, quei ‘68ini che ripudiavano il conformismo e la famiglia tradizionale. Eppure la contestazione giovanile sembra ormai così lontana, e ogni interazione tra quelli che furono i protagonisti del maggio 1968 ha un taglio appositamente infimo, che mette in luce l’infelicità e l’insoddisfazione che hanno travolto le vite di ciascuno di loro.
Durante il romanzo ritorna spesso il concetto “ci eravamo ripromessi di non cascare negli errori dei nostri genitori” La separazione dalla moglie diventa per il protagonista doppiamente dolorosa, poiché lo porta a rivivere i momenti di crisi dei suoi genitori e l’abbandono da parte del padre. E nonostante la consapevolezza di quel dolore, tornato a galla dopo anni, finisce con il fare esattamente lo stesso (perlomeno con il figlio più piccolo, di cui si disinteressa completamente)
Punto fermo sono gli amici. Le confidenze e i consigli sono compiti relegati agli amici, non alla famiglia. Anche questo denota un senso di appartenenza a una generazione che fu parecchio coesa nella lotta e nelle rivendicazioni sociali e che adesso (anche leggendo gli epiloghi degli amici) sembra essersi distrutta, vittima delle sue stesse convinzioni. Tutti assumono psicofarmaci e tutti hanno riprodotto quelli schemi borghesi aspramente contestati in gioventù. Il senso generazionale è accentuato dalla scelta, molto raffinata, di non dare un volto a nessuno dei personaggi che ruotano attorno al protagonista. Tutti gli amici (moglie compresa) sono delle ombre, quasi fossero dei cartonati, nessuno si distingue dall’altro, perché non è davvero importante chi dica cosa, in quanto la loro voce è unica, è la voce di un gruppo generazionale di cui ora si assiste alla disfatta.
Romanzo che sbatte la verità in faccia ai lettori e al protagonista stesso, rivelando, senza mezzi termini, quanto sia stata illusoria e temporanea la felicità conquistata in quel pezzo di angolo familiare.
Storia e narrazione che si lasciano apprezzare, soprattutto per le scene realistiche e i dialoghi molto verosimili, che portano facilmente alla mente sprazzi di vita quotidiana.
“Lo stima per quello che ha fatto e anche per quello che non ha fatto, il che ha lo stesso peso sulla bilancia della qualità”
Separation was a gut-wrenching read in a lot of places. That's the simplest way to sum the book up. Franck tells of a man whose wife suddenly stops reciprocating any affection to him because, as she eventually reveals, she is in love with another man. But, to his torture, she doesn't want to leave her husband and her children, and she can't seem to make up her mind on whom to stay with, which is the premise of the stretched-out, emotional plot. The scenes between the man and woman are agonizing even to read, as they first plead with each other—or more often, the man pleads unsuccessfully with the woman—then avoid each other, and then get into shouting matches that increasingly jeopardize the cover-up they've made so their kids don't find out.
In this whole book, whenever Franck writes a scene, he puts you directly about it. No doubts about that. Everything the man and woman do at odds with each other is felt hard by the reader, and the tension grows. The whole affair lasts about four months, but it seems longer by the way Franck stretches it out to have its biggest emotional effect. The novel is narrated by the man, and he goes through so many different emotional upheavals and decisions to stick with his wife, then leave her, then take her back, then abandon her, then love her, then fight her, over and over again, until their marriage finally snaps. Each one of those changes of mind or changes of mood is so tangible. It's brutal.
Ο Χωρισμός του Νταν Φρανκ είναι ένα βιβλίο που συνδυάζει τη ρεαλιστική αφήγηση με τη συναισθηματική ενδοσκόπηση, εμβαθύνοντας στις λεπτές πτυχές των σχέσεων και της απώλειας. Ο Φρανκ γράφει με έναν σχεδόν ποιητικό τρόπο, συνδυάζοντας τον λυρισμό και την αμεσότητα, ενώ συνάμα προσφέρει μια ειλικρινή καταγραφή της δυσκολίας του να αφήσει κανείς πίσω τον έρωτα του. Η ιστορία ακολουθεί έναν άντρα που βιώνει το τέλος μιας σχέσης, και μέσα από τον αφηγηματικό ρυθμό του Φρανκ, ο αναγνώστης γίνεται μέρος αυτής της διαδικασίας. Ο συγγραφέας αποτυπώνει με ευαισθησία τις ψυχολογικές διακυμάνσεις που αναβιώνουν, μεταδίδοντας την αγωνία, την αμφιθυμία, αλλά και τις στιγμές γλυκόπικρης νοσταλγίας.
Συμπέρασμα: Ο Χωρισμός είναι ένα βιβλίο που προσεγγίζει με ευαλωτότητα την περίπλοκη διαδικασία του τέλους μιας σχέσης. Ο Νταν Φρανκ οδηγεί τους αναγνώστες του σε μια αναμέτρηση με τους φόβους, τις μνήμες και τα ανεπούλωτα τραύματα που μπορούν να συνοδεύουν ένα χωρισμό.
"La separazione" me lo sono immaginato come un film in bianco e nero fatto di lunghi silenzi intramezzati da discorsi brevi ma incisivi. Scene che cambiano insieme all'umore dei personaggi. Ho avuto l'impressione di assistere a uno spettacolo teatrale, dove le scene si susseguono rapide e non viene lasciato tempo all'immaginazione dello spettatore di rempire i vuoi con le sue supposizioni. Tutto è su carta, spiattellato davanti al lettore. Seguiamo l'evolvere delle emozioni del protagonista in maniera scientifica, dall'ascesa del dolore al lento disinnamoramento. I mesi che intercorrono tra la confessione e la rottura vengono dissezionati e messi su un tavolo da laboratorio. Ho apprezzato lo stile, perché l'ho trovato un modo originale per affrontare qualcosa che è per antonomasia così personale e ascrivibile al mondo del soggettivo; tuttavia, per gusto personale, non lo ricercherei altrove.
Racconto molto coinvolgente sullo sgretolamento della coppia borghese. Mi è piaciuta la schiettezza nel parlare dei drammatici rapporti famigliari (soprattutto con i figli) quando finisce un matrimonio. Ho però sofferto lo sguardo vittimistico e limitato del protagonista, che non permette di apprezzare le varie sfaccettature della storia. Dopo metà romanzo, ho iniziato a non provare più empatia per lui, ma fastidio. Il racconto di una coppia dove la moglie appare fredda, crudele, egoista, e il marito innamorato, affettuoso, oppresso, domato, addirittura punito (non è mai chiaro il motivo, il protagonista finge di non capire da dove arrivi la crisi esistenziale della moglie, eppure la ama così tanto...).
Ο χωρισμός για τον ήρωα της ιστορίας και την γυναίκα του είναι μια διαδικασία επώδυνη που περνάει από σαράντα κύματα. Όχι τόσο διαδικαστικά αλλά ψυχολογικά και συναισθηματικά: Η ελπίδα που πεθαίνει τελευταία, τα όνειρα που χάθηκαν και οι προσδοκίες που δεν εκπληρώθηκαν, η ζωή που αλλάζει ριζικά, η αγάπη που γίνεται μίσος και μετά ξανά αγάπη, οι εγωιστικές αντιπαραθέσεις για το ποιος θα ��χει τον τελευταίο λόγο, όλα αυτά κάνουν μια μικρή στάση κατά την διάρκεια της διήγησης και συνεχίζουν το δρόμο τους, αφού στο τέλος ότι είναι να γίνει θα γίνει. Ένα μικρό, όμορφη βιβλιαράκι που με εξέπληξε ευχάριστα.
This novel is a vivisection of a marital separation. It goes very deep into the emotions of the husband but I wish I knew more about how the wife felt. Perhaps the reader doesn’t know on purpose, because just like the protagonist we have a limited insight into feelings of others. As a side note, the way the protagonist felt about his children came to me as a surprise but there must be good fathers out there so I wouldn’t deem it as fantasy 😉
Intriguée par une interview dans Boomerang de cet auteur que je ne connaissais pas, je me suis lancée dans la lecture de La Séparation : un texte brut, puissant, sur les sentiments d’un homme dont la femme lui échappe. Récit personnel d’un événement universel, on se surprend à prendre parti, développer de l’empathie tour à tour pour la femme, le mari, l’Autre ou les enfants. Convaincue par l’écriture de Dan Franck, j’ai hâte de lire ses autres œuvres !
I felt as if I was reading a secret diary of this man, abandoned by his wife. The emotions are very real and the descriptions very visual. I enjoyed it, even if though I felt the book was a bit repetitive from time to time.
Disturbante nel senso vero della parola. Essere immerso nell'incapacità relazionale di due personaggi francamente orrendi (e in questo incredibilmente realistici) è un'esperienza unica e agghiacciante.