Sans le savoir, nous portons tous en naissant le rve d'une vie aventureuse, de quelque chose de grand, de diffrent, d'un accomplissement magnifique. Pour certains, le rve devient une obsession, pour d'autres un cauchemar. Mais pour celui qui garde les yeux rivs sur son but et qui ne renonce pas, le rve peut se muer en ralit. C'est ce qui se passe pour Hjalmar Johansen. Engag bord du "Fram", il devient membre de la grande expdition dirige par Fritjof Nansen, qui part la recherche du Ple Nord. Johansen tombe littralement dans les bras de la Fortune. Mais les consquences de sa chance lui seront fatales. l'instar de la situation gographique du Ple Nord, l'aspiration de ce rveur est diffuse, voue se briser contre le pragmatisme du conqurant du monde. Entre le surhomme qui veut, lui seul, conqurir des continents et celui qui voudrait conqurir des curs, la diffrence est l, ils ne peuvent trouver place dans le mme sac de couchage. Sinon pour un temps, dans la profondeur de la nuit polaire.
Klaus Rifbjerg was a Danish writer. He has written more than 120 novels, books and essays. His breakthrough was in 1958 with the novel Den kroniske Uskyld. Since then he has published more than 100 novels as well as poetry and short story collections, plays, TV and radio plays, film scripts, children's books, and diaries. Rifbjerg was also known as a journalist and critic.
Veldig spesielt skrevet. Det tok meg litt tid å komme seg inn i fortellermåten, så jeg brukte veldig lang tid på å lese de første kanskje 30 sidene. Men så smalt det. Da er plutselig den skrivemåten veldig fengslende, og resten gikk som en lek.
Godt mulig det er noe heftig historiforvrengning i boken, i alle fall er deler av historien nok helt uten dekning i kilder. Men hvis man ikke er så opptatt av det faktiske, er dette en veldig fin bok om følelsen av å skjønne og finne seg selv, og finne seg (eller ikke finne seg) til rette.
The story about a homosexual relationship between the Norwegian explorer and Nobel Peace Prize laureate Fridtjof Nansen and his fellow explorer Hjalmar Johansen. The problem with this book is that although the people were real, the relationship was not. Faction at its worst, but not badly written. The book is almost too short to be called a novel.
I really wanted to enjoy this book. Unfortunately, it was a bit disappointing, mostly due to the unwieldy style and the strange mixture of introspection and vagueness. Maybe the translation is also to blame, but I couldn’t quite get into it.