Declare Books Conducive To Ice
| Original Title: | Ice |
| ISBN: | 0720612683 (ISBN13: 9780720612684) |
| Edition Language: | English |
Anna Kavan
Paperback | Pages: 158 pages Rating: 3.73 | 3530 Users | 611 Reviews
Narrative To Books Ice
In this haunting and surreal novel, the narrator and a man known as the warden search for an elusive girl in a frozen, seemingly post-nuclear, apocalyptic landscape. The country has been invaded and is being governed by a secret organization. There is destruction everywhere; great walls of ice overrun the world. Together with the narrator, the reader is swept into a hallucinatory quest for this strange and fragile creature with albino hair. Acclaimed upon its 1967 publication as the best science fiction book of the year, this extraordinary and innovative novel has subsequently been recognized as a major work of literature in its own right.
Particularize Regarding Books Ice
| Title | : | Ice |
| Author | : | Anna Kavan |
| Book Format | : | Paperback |
| Book Edition | : | Modern classics |
| Pages | : | Pages: 158 pages |
| Published | : | July 1st 2016 by Peter Owen Publishers (first published 1967) |
| Categories | : | Fiction. Science Fiction. Dystopia. Classics. Apocalyptic. Post Apocalyptic |
Rating Regarding Books Ice
Ratings: 3.73 From 3530 Users | 611 ReviewsCritique Regarding Books Ice
Im writing this in Word because my computer and goodreads both die or engage in any other manner of stupid at random, which I embarrassingly admit is taking a pretty decent toll on my general state of mental well-being. Anyway, I will be saving every 10 to 45 seconds, so forgive me if I sound a bit. Robotic. MS Word does not like robotic as a sentence entire, Ill have you know. *save as why_world_why.doc*I have not been reading much lately, mostly due to a perk of my new-ish job being a delugeThe atmosphere was changing round me; suddenly there was a chill, as if the warm air had passed over ice. I felt a sudden uncomprehended terror, like the sensation that comes in nightmares just before one begins to fall.As if written in one long, fretful breath, Ice plunges the reader directly into the cold dark waters of confusion. To say nothing is as it seems would be putting it lightly. Perception changes from one paragraph to the next, keeping us teetering and anxious. We meet, or think we
As soon as I started to hear about this book, I knew I had to read it: apocalyptic surrealist pseudo-sci-fi wherein a man seeks a women in a world gradually being engulfed by snow and ice. For whatever reason all-consuming ice has been very prominent in my personal symbology for well over a decade now (only recently noticed this trend, currently wondering how this happened). And it gets (justified) style/tone comparisons to Robbe-Grillet. And so it comes as very little surprise that I was
I was going to start off by describing this as dream-like, but it's actually a nightmare.The Earth is rapidly covering with ice, a death sentence for its inhabitants. Meanwhile, our unnamed male narrator in an unnamed country has an obsession with a woman from his past. He feels compelled to save her, not only from the ice, but also from her rather jerky husband, then later from the more sinister "warden". What I assumed would be a relatively simple plot in relatively few pages, is actually
In this extraordinary novel, Anna Kavan captures the claustrophobic feeling of being caught in a nightmare. The nameless narrator relates a fragmented story of searching for a beautiful, very thin woman with silver hair, who is also under the control of a powerful man, sometimes called the warden. The setting is an unnamed country, in which informers hide in dark corners and people look anxiously over their shoulders for some unspecified threat. The narrator provides a fragmented depiction of an
Posted at HeradasIts difficult to determine which parts of Ice are actually happening and which are hallucinated by our unnamed protagonist. Making it even more disorienting, the point-of-view dips away from first person occasionally, capturing events that happen (maybe?) when he isnt present, only to snap right back to our protagonists perspective as if nothing happened. Although, maybe he was actually there the whole time, hes not really sure himself. Sometimes, mid-book, his character takes
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