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Moderato Cantabile

3.53 of 5 stars 3.53  ·  rating details  ·  1,653 ratings  ·  96 reviews
A propos d'un crime passionnel et aux accent d'une leçon de piano, deux destins s'ébauchent... Sur ce thème dépouillé, Marguerite Duras a organisé, par un jeu subtil de dialogues et de silences, ce roman bref et mystérieux qui et peut-être le chef-d'œuvre de celle qui conçut Hiroshima mon amour.
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Published June 1st 1990 by Bertrand Lacoste (first published 1958)
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Stela

Jamais les paroles de Roland Barthes, qui affirmait que la différence entre l’écriture traditionnelle et celle moderne reste notamment dans la vitesse de la lecture, n’ont sonné plus vrai. Moderato cantabile, un mini-roman d’à peu près cent pages, doit être lu lentement, un mot à la fois, et même comme ça on n’est pas sûr d’avoir tout saisi. Et cela n’a aucun rapport avec la construction de la phrase ou avec autres issues linguistiques. Au contraire, la phrase a la même belle cadence et son sens...more
Nate D
Apr 28, 2014 Nate D rated it 3 of 5 stars  ·  review of another edition
Recommends it for: Behind closed doors, after the guests have gone
Recommended to Nate D by: A scream on the street, a gathering crowd
There's s kind of simple, fine-honed perfection to Duras' constructions. Nothing on the surface of her stories ever really breaks through the calm shell, they're almost soothing in cadence and repetition of details. Perfect calm is deceptive, however -- they're seething underneath. And so: a careful progression that begins with a death and a piano lesson, a series of meetings, a dinner party flailing inside and out, a fading into eternal unresolution.
MJ Nicholls
A slim, seductive novel, sort of a nouveau roman version of Brief Encounter. Anne Desbaresdes meets Chauvin after a shooting heard at her son’s piano lesson, where she sits in with the haughty Mademoiselle Giraud, urging her stubborn son to play a Diabelli sontana moderato cantabile (moderately and singingly). We later learn Anne is a drunk and is desperately in love with Chauvin, but nothing is ever said—only the poetic, slippery prose helps make the subtext clear, and the ending quietly heartb...more
Lada
C'est un recit de narration moderne, genre de Nouveau Roman, ecrit en 1958 ou tout se passe et rien de special. Tout est dans l'interieur des personnages des personnes de passage. L'ecriture comme objet d'elle-meme, plongee dans sa propre creation.
A parftir d-un titre et d'un sonate, d'un enfant trop jeune, bute et obstine devant son piano et ui bute devant ces mots inconnus, MODERATO CANTABILE, s'ouvreent les desirs et les craintes non-dits , non effleures, legers, tels tropismes, a partir de l...more
Reid
The discovery of Marguerite Duras was a revelation for me. When I first read the screenplay for Hiroshima, Mon Amour (literally, Hiroshima, My Beloved), I was unprepared for the author's narrative approach, which is a complete departure from the degree of narrative authority we expect from English novelists. Gone were the usual tropes used for introducing characters, making sure we knew who they were, and giving us the hook for the next scene. Instead, we were treated to a story that gradually r...more
Pascal Laprade
Modéré et chantant. Le titre sied parfaitement au livre. Modéré dans son discours (on ne sait pas tout, on ne sait pas rien, on ne sait que ce qu'il faut), modéré dans ses ardeurs (ni passion, ni fadeur, mais une justesse absolue), chantant, chantant (par sa forme cyclique, du retour et de l'habitude, et de la répétition, encore). Le livre est absolument magnifique, tremblant de justesse, stylistiquement jouissif, poétiquement autonome. Au fil des pages, le lecteur averti se rend compte que l'im...more
علی
Margareth Duras is a long poem, in different books with different verses.
با نام دوراس "سوزان سونتاگ"، و با نام سونتاگ، "مارگریت دوراس" تداعی می شود. تصور می کنم دوراس را هر زنی باید بخواند، و البته هر مردی هم. دوراس "سیمون دو بوار"ی دیگر است، با همان بی پروایی، جسارت و صلابت، اما زنانه و ظریف. برای خواندن و فهمیدن دوراس، باید حوصله و دقت داشت، همان اندازه که برای خواندن ویرجینیا وولف. بسیاری از آثار مارگریت دوراس به همت قاسم رویین به فارسی برگردانده شده. "تابستان 80"، "بحر مکتوب"، "درد"، "نایب...more
James Hulbert
By the time I finished my first reading of this novel in 1979, I had fallen completely in love with Duras. At the time, it was, for me, experimental fiction that *worked*. For those who are discovering it today, it's one of the first 'classics' by an equally classic novelist, best remembered for her 'autofictional' book 'The Lover'. To me, it remains the 'Madame Bovary' of its day - and the perfect point of entry into Duras' world.
Gia
In this novel by Marguerite Duras, we get to know a woman named Anne Desbaresdes who, every Friday, brings her child to have piano lessons with a very strict woman, called Madame Giraud. When there's a murder right under Madame Giraud's apartment, Anne starts frequenting a local bar, situated at the place of the murder to inquire a bit about what happened. That's when she meets Giraud, a man who over the course of a few weeks, shares drinks with Anne Desbaresdes.

This is a strange little novel....more
David
Maybe reading it in 21st Century America robs it of something. I principally understood it as about a bored housewife grown jaded to her boring life. The other reading I had was less mundane but more problematic, about a self-destructive woman who fetishizes her own subservience. Not that there's anything wrong with such a story, but it's ugly and not suitably developed to be much more.

What I liked most was the relationship between mother and child, how they cling to each other in their lonelin...more
Nuno Alexandre Chaves
Começamos por encontrar uma criança teimosa e que não quer aprender a tocar piano, tão teimosa como a sua mãe Anne Desbardes, que insiste que a criança tem de aprender, mesmo a contra-gosto.

Anne Desbardes, parece ser uma mulher conformada com a vida e com a rotina da mesma, até ao dia em que num bar, sucede uma estranha morte que vira a sua vida de pernas para o ar. Este estranho incidente atrai Anne como um íman para o trágico local onde foi cometido o crime. Aquilo que parece ser uma forma de...more
M.
[Picked this up both in French & English]

English version read, of course; if I still have the French copy it's sitting in a box in my parents basement to one day be rediscovered, perhaps by me in a state where I can read French (we all have goals).

I read in an interview with Duras that she felt her career as a novelist really began with this book; that what came before was not important, that this was a changing point. I haven't read anything that came before, at this point, so I cannot com...more
Xabier Cid
Written by hipsters avant-la-lettre, it seems very difficult to me get any pleasure of these French existentialist novels. Time has passed violently through them, and now they stand before us as the old veteran from a war that we can't remember the name or what it was fought for. From a historic point of view, the stream of rumbling feminism flooding the novel is very moving, and transmits to me that happiness of liberation and freedom that we all can be proud of.
Yet silences, blanks stares, cir...more
Filipa
Apesar da escrita ser diferente e por isso me ter cativado, faltou algo mais a este livro para me prender. . .

É pequenino e. . . custa a ler. Achei a história sem. . . história.
Não chego a dizer que não tem conteúdo mas. . .

Não é uma história com um final apoteótico, é desenvolvida ao longo das suas pouquinhas páginas.

Acontece um assassinato num café em que estão mais pessoas e ao longo de vários dias, uma senhora que acompanha o filho nas suas aulas de música (que não quer) vai encontrar-se com...more
ablomof
به نظرم بسیار گرفتار جرح و تعدیل شده بود به صورتی که داستان حالت یکپارچه خود را از دست داده بود.
James
'Moderato Cantabile' is a deceptively simple novella, seemingly both philosophical but equally elusive. At its heart lies the ennui which seems reminiscent of Madame Bovary, the class and gender difference emphasised by Anne, a bored housewife, and her mysterious, non-sexual - but linguistically violent - relationship with the working class man she meets in a café. Space and time are negated in the novella - the whole of the novella plays out in under a week, with each day repeating as like one...more
Mazel
la narration, qui repose essentiellement sur des dialogues brefs, secs et bruts, cultive le vide événementiel et les faits relatés paraissent lourds d'insignifiance.

Aucun élément ne trouve d'aboutissement, ni l'intrigue autour du crime passionnel, ni la relation naissante entre les deux personnages. Une culture de l'échec.

Que de frustrations devant cette totale absence d'explications et c'est au lecteur de s�'approprier l'�histoire sans réelles indications.
Eman

ملال است که باقی می ماند. دیگر هیچ چیز نمی تواند انسان را غافلگیر کند مگر ملال. انسان هر بار گمان می کند که به عمق آن رسیده است. اما حقیقت ندارد. در اعماق ملال سرچشمه ملال دیگری وجود دارد که همیشه تازه است. می توان با ملال زیست. و همین ملال زیستن یکی از مضامین عمیق داستان دوراس می شود و راه فرار از این ملال تنها یکی راه است : عشق!
Bradd Saunders
Duras' work is oblique and deceptively simple. There is a great deal of sadness in it and economy. It's the sign of a very good writer that she can make it all look so easy.
Roozbeh Estifaee
ظاهرا کل اهمیت این رمان کوتاه و اوج کار نویسنده‌اش در زبان آن و ظرافت‌هایش بوده، که به لطف ترجمه افتضاح مرحوم سید حسینی همه از دست رفته.
Katie
As I was beginning to re-read this book, I suddenly remembered that it was written in the passé simple. Boo.
Mick
Could not get what this entire novel was about.
Annabelle
Un livre somptueux, cinématographique et étouffant, conseillé au détour d'une conversation de midi, dans une cave/crypte de St Germain-des-Près. (Le lecteur qui connait cet endroit aura sans doute un petit sourire.)

Chez les Editions de Minuit, il n'y a pas de quatrième de couverture ou du moins, elle ne reprend pas de passage du livre. Alors vous me permettrez de le faire moi-même, de façon totalement subjective:



"Le même trouble que la veille ferma les yeux d'Anne Desbaresdes, lui fit, de même,...more
Vira Cla
Cerita singkat tentang Nyonya Anne Desbaresdes yang menemani anaknya belajar piano di rumah Nona Giraud yang galak. Si anak ini sebenarnya nggak mau belajar piano. Tersebutlah Moderato cantabile sebuah tanda tempo yang biasa tertulis di partitur. Gurunya berkali-kali nanya si anak apa arti Moderato cantabile, tapi si anak nggak bisa jawab. Bukan nggak tahu tapi nggak mau jawab. Nah, inti ceritanya sih bukan perihal si anak, tetapi soal Anne Desbaresdes yang penasaran dengan kejadian pembunuhan s...more
cindy
Novel yang sangat tipis, hanya 68 hal saja, tapi tetap saja membutuhkan berhari-hari untuk menamatkannya. Meskipun demikian... anehnya... saya suka.

Gaya penulisannya lempeng, berulang-ulang, menuliskan hal-hal-hal yang sama, lagi dan lagi, dan lagi. Tentang pelabuhan dan sebuah kedai dan segelas anggur dan bunga magnolia dan jendela ke arah taman. Kemudian saat di pesta, tentang ikan salem dingin dan itik yang berkafan irisan jeruk, dan sekuntum magnolia yang semakin layu dan permintaan maaf. Ta...more
Jenny
Liksom med Halv Elva en Sommarkväll slås jag av vilket inre liv Moderato Cantabile har. Vi får bara ta del av det allra mest ytliga i handlingen och måste egentligen läsa mellan raderna för resten. Vid första läsningen är handlingen ganska ytlig och simpel. Moderato Cantabile utspelar sig till stor del på ett sjabbigt arbetar-café på en obestämd plats i Frankrike. Kvinnan, Anne, är besatt av ett mord som begåtts mellan två älskare och försöker ta reda på vad som egentligen hände genom att prata...more
Joana Guerra
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bakanekonomama
2,5 bintang untuk keabstrakan dan keabsurdan cerita ini.

Meskipun hanya 68 halaman, tetapi saya tidak bisa menamatkan buku ini hanya dalam tempo beberapa jam saja. Dialog yang membingungkan membuat saya harus membaca secara saksama untuk dapat memahami isi ceritanya. Itupun saya masih tidak bisa paham seluruhnya dengan isinya. Hahaha

Yang saya tangkap, buku ini menceritakan tentang seorang perempuan bernama Anne yang bertemu seorang lelaki misterius bernama Chauvin. Anne adalah perempuan yang suda...more
Suad Shamma
At first, you may find yourself a tad confused when you start reading this book. I have to say the blurb does not do the book justice at all, so I started reading it with a completely different idea in mind only to be faced with a much more complex and profound read. As you go on, you will start to notice and understand the symbolism and depth and irony evident in the book, and appreciate the brilliance of its execution.

I did not know this when I read the book, but when I did a bit of research a...more
metaphor
Anne Desbaresdes continues to smile and say nothing. The man has decided to leave the garden and walk to the edge of town. As he goes, the scent of the magnolias grows fainter, giving way to the smell of the sea.
Anne Desbaresdes will accept a little coffee ice cream, for the sake of appearances.
In spite of himself the man will retrace his steps. Again he sees the magnolias, the railings, the bay windows in the distance, still lit, still lit. On his lips, the song heard that afternoon, and the na...more
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Marguerite Donnadieu, better known as Marguerite Duras (pronounced [maʀgəʁit dyˈʁas] in French) (April 4, 1914 – March 3, 1996) was a French writer and film director.

She was born at Gia-Dinh, near Saigon, French Indochina (now Vietnam), after her parents responded to a campaign by the French government encouraging people to work in the colony.

Marguerite's father fell ill soon after their arrival,...more
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“Sometimes,’ she said, ‘I think I must have invented him.’
I know all I want to about your child,’ Chauvin said harshly.
Anne Desbaresdes moaned again, louder than before. Again she put her hand on the table. His eyes followed her movement and finally, painfully, he understood and lifted his own leaden hand and placed it on hers. Their hands were so cold they were touching only in intention, an illusion, in order for this to be fulfilled, for the sole reason that it should be fulfilled, none other, it was no longer possible. And yet, with their hands frozen in this funereal pose, Anne Desbaresdes stopped moaning.
One last time,’ she begged, ‘tell me about it one last time.’
Chauvin hesitated, his eyes somewhere else, still fixed on the back wall. Then he decided to tell her about it as if it were a memory.
He had never dreamed, before meeting her, that he would one day want anything so badly.’
And she acquiesced completely?’
Wonderfully.’
Anne Desbaresdes looked at Chauvin absently. Her voice became thin, almost childlike.
I'd like to understand why his desire to have it happen one day was so wonderful?’
Chauvin still avoided looking at her. Her voice was steady, wooden, the voice of a deaf person.
There's no use trying to understand. It's beyond understanding.’
You mean there are some things like that that can't be gone into?’
I think so.’
Anne Desbaresdes' expression became dull, almost stupid. Her lips had turned pale, they were gray and trembled as though she were on the verge of tears.
She does nothing t try and stop him?’ she whispered.
No. Have a little more wine.’
She sipped her wine. He also drank, and his lips on the glass were also trembling.
Time,’ he said
Does it take a long time, a very long time?’
Yes, a very long time. But I don't know anything.’ He lowered his voice. ‘Like you, I don't know anything. Nothing at all.’
Anne Desbaresdes forced back her tears. Her voice was normal, momentarily awake.
She will never speak again,’ she said.”
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