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Produktinformation

  • Taschenbuch: 320 Seiten
  • Verlag: Vintage; Auflage: New Ed (1. Februar 2007)
  • Sprache: Englisch
  • ISBN-10: 0099481391
  • ISBN-13: 978-0099481393
  • Größe und/oder Gewicht: 12,9 x 2 x 19,8 cm
  • Durchschnittliche Kundenbewertung: 3.3 von 5 Sternen  Alle Rezensionen anzeigen (3 Kundenrezensionen)
  • Amazon Bestseller-Rang: Nr. 183.471 in Fremdsprachige Bücher (Siehe Top 100 in Fremdsprachige Bücher)

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Pressestimmen

"Scintillating and subtly nuanced narrative. The secret of its success? Masterful prose, just free-form enough to imitate the whirligig of thought. Parks deserves to take a bow" (Alastair Sooke New Statesman)

"Tim Parks is one of Britain's most underrated authors...His latest book, Cleaver, is a dense, intriguing novel, prickly and strange...The novel's portrait of a disintegrating mind is skilful, a fine anatomy of a psyche that flickers between ordinary neuroses and megalomania, and it offers a pungent critique of the middle-class media and their obsessions. Alongside this ruthless acuity, there is as well a certain human warmth" (Henry Hitchings Financial Times)

"One can only admire the intelligence and skill with which Parks interleaves the disparate worlds of Chelsea and Sudtirol...I have now read Cleaver three times, and each has let me with greater respect for Park's abilities" (James Hamilton-Paterson Guardian)

"Yet again, Parks has anatomised the complexities of the heart with a skill which few of his contemporaries can match" (David Robson Daily Telegraph)

"Parks writes tragedy well and reveals Cleaver's piteous state, raw from loss and unable to mourn.....[Cleaver] is difficult to like and easy to judge, but he draws you into his world and convinces you to stay" (Katie Gould Scotland on Sunday)

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Profound and comic, the story of London TV journalist and interviewer Harold Cleaver, who suddenly walks away from his life to hide in the mountains of the Tyrol.

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7 von 7 Kunden fanden die folgende Rezension hilfreich Von Vera Kaltwasser am 31. Dezember 2006
Format: Taschenbuch
Parks gelingt es in diesem Buch, das alte Thema das Aussteigens faszinierend zu gestalten. Cleaver, ein Top-Journalist auf dem Höhepunkt seiner Karriere, wird vor einem Interview mit dem amerikanischen Präsidenten mit dem Debut-Roman seines Sohnes konfrontiert, in dem dieser den Vater nach allen Regeln des Freudschen Vatermordes desavouiert.

Statt sich auf das Interview vorzubereiten, verschlingt Cleaver das Buch des Sohnes, das der Öffentlichkeit einen seelenlosen, kalten, karrieregeilen Horror-Vater präsentiert. Trotz mangelnde Vorbereitung liefert Cleaver in dem Interview ein Meisterstück seiner Kunst, indem er den amerikanischen Präsidenten bloßstellt.

Dies ist die Vorgeschichte für Cleavers Entschluss abzutauchen in die Bergwelt Südtirols.

Parks gelingt es, Einblick in die Abgründe von Cleavers Persönlichkeit zu geben, ohne je in Klischees zu verfallen. Ich habe das Buch auf Englisch gelesen, Cleavers Sprache ist wunderbar differenziert.

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Der Grundgedanke ist gut und trägt auch über eine lange Strecke: Der Leser sind die Hauptfigur gleichsam von drei Seiten: als objektiver Beobachter, in Cleavers innerem Monolog und dann noch einmal gespiegelt im Buch seines Sohnes. Die Welt der Berge und ihrer Bewohner ist auch gut getroffen. Aber der Schluß wirkt konventionell und ungeschickt - als habe der Autor einfach kein sinnvolles Ende finden können. Die Begegnung zwischen Vater und Sohn ist erschreckend banal.
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2 von 8 Kunden fanden die folgende Rezension hilfreich Von Frank 44 am 1. Juni 2007
Format: Taschenbuch
Das vorliegende Buch wurde in einer Literatursendung im Fernsehen empfohlen, was mir schon eine Vorwarnung hätte sein sollen.

Der Klappentext versprach einen psychologischen Roman, in dem geschildert

wird, wie der Held langsam in eine Art schizophrenen Zustand abgleitet.

Dies geschieht dann auch ansatzweise nach über 200 Seiten und endet damit, dass er nach einem Blackout beinahe im Schnee erfriert.

"Das Lärmen in seinem Kopf" besteht hauptsächlich darin, dass seine Gedan-

ken immer wieder um dieselben Themen kreisen und dabei 300 Seiten lang

kaum Fortschritte machen, was sicherlich ein ernsthaftes psychisches

Problem darstellt und für den Leser selbst zur psychischen Belastung werden kann.

Hauptthema dabei ist der Enthüllungsroman des Sohnes, in dem sich dieser über sämtliche schlechten Eigenschaften seines Erzeugers auslässt, seine Verfehlungen als Vater und im Beruf, was letzteren mehr ärgert als zur

Selbsterkenntnis führt.

Bis auf ein paar humoristische Einlagen ist das Buch eher langweilig und nervtötend, kaum Handlung, auf über 300 Seiten wird breitgetreten wofür

auch 150 gereicht hätten. Leute die auf langatmiges, sinnloses

Geschwätz stehen, werden an dem Buch aber mit Sicherheit ihre Freude haben.
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Masterpiece... 9. März 2008
Von D. Kanigan - Veröffentlicht auf Amazon.com
Format: Gebundene Ausgabe
Harold Cleaver, who is in his mid to late 50's, is balding, overweight, a womanizer and also happens to be Britain's most celebrated T.V. journalist.

This story is set in 2004. Several days before his interview with the U.S. President, he reads a just published but thinly veiled fiction novel written by his son about Harold and his family titled "Under His Shadow." His son viciously and repeatedly attacks him in his expose:

"my father was as utterly incapable of leaving any woman alone as he was utterly, absolutely and irremediably incapable of turning down any offer of food or drink or cigarettes, or, even any opportunity to appear in public at any moment of the day or night...He was ambition, avarice and appetite incarnate - the three As as he called them - at once and always carnal and carnivorous."

You get the picture.

Harold then interviews (unloads his rage on) the U.S. President when he visits Britain in what many describe as his best professional interview of his career. The President is expecting a "friendly" Q&A session and instead finds that he is intellectually ambushed by Cleaver.

Rather than basking in his elevated celebrity, Harold finds that he is reeling from his son's disclosures and characterizations including the nature of his partnership (not marriage) with his wife, his father's "responsibility" for his twin sister's death among a series of other so-called "fictional" observations (accusations) of his Father's character.

Harold decides to walk away from it all. He leaves Britain to find solitude in a cabin in the remote mountain tops of Italy near the Austrian border - to get away from television, cell phones, the internet, newspapers, his son's book, his partner and mistresses.

Instead of finding solitude, Harold finds that he is replaying his son's book chapter by chapter. His mind is constantly chattering as he agonizes over his weight, his cold feet, the lack of full and accurate disclosure in his son's book, his temptation to check voice mails and emails, his inability to speak/understand German, his frustration in lighting a lantern and other day to day necessities as the urbanite is challenged in living in the mountains. Harold's mental and physical struggles make this one of the funniest novels that I have read.

Tim Parks manages to masterfully weave the internal (mind chatter) and external dialog and often times in the same paragraph. Harold travels from the present, to the past, from the internal to the external - and Parks makes Harold's stream of consciousness all stick together.

At 6,000 feet in the mountains, Harold finds that rather than leaving all of the noise of the press and his family behind, he discovers that "nowhere is so noisy and dangerous as the solitary mind."
"Why am I not relaxing?"

This book was selected as a Sunday Telegraph Book of the Year and it certainly lives up to its billing.
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no matter where you go, there you are 1. Mai 2008
Von J. S. bartley - Veröffentlicht auf Amazon.com
Format: Gebundene Ausgabe
I enjoyed this book even though I will spend more time critiquing than complementing. At this point, there is only one other review giving 5 stars and I think this book is more like a 3.5.

Harold Cleaver moves to a Austrian city high in the mountains where everyone except Harold speaks German. Cleaver is trying to get away from everything, especially his life and family. However, he spends just about every minute of the day thinking (obsessively) about his life and family. There's an old zen saying that no matter where you go, there you are. Cleaver rarely gets to Be Here Now and spends most of time in the past.

Since most people speak German, he has trouble communicating with anyone. I enjoyed the part of his trying to communicate but what I did not like about it was never knowing what was being said even when Cleaver used some of his high school German. So the narrator (Cleaver) is able to do some of the communication but the reader NEVER gets to know. I understand the writer trying to make us feel what Cleaver is going through but he keeps us out of that loop. He does this way too often in the first half of the book and I constantly battled about just putting the book down.

The second half of the book is much better because there are more characters involved in it. Cleaver is not a likeable person and the first half can drag at times. You feel "who cares" what happens to this person. In the second half, more people become involved and the story gets much stronger.

Interesting ending to the book.
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Edelweiss without the Saccharine 24. Mai 2012
Von John Fitzpatrick - Veröffentlicht auf Amazon.com
Format: Taschenbuch
The subject matter of this novel - a middle-aged famous TV journalist fleeing to a remote Alpine village to escape the pressures of his personal and professional life - sounded so much like a literary luvvy Hampstead set product that I almost put it back on the shelf.

However, I am glad I did not as I found it one of the most interesting books I have read in a long time.

Spoiler. I'm going to mention the plot but as it is not exactly a detective story this should not give too much away.

The main character - fat, bald 55 year-old Harold Cleaver* - is devastated when he reads an autobiographical novel in which his son portrays him as a selfish, phony lecher who never cared about his family and whose callous attitude led to the death of his pregnant daughter.

He is unable to cope with the fallout which occurs at what should have been the highlight of his professional life - an interview with the US President - and he rushes off the South Tyrol area of northern Italy. He aims to cut off all links and isolate himself from the world on top of a mountain.

However, he quickly finds that there is another side to the Alps than Julie Andrews and angelic children singing Edelweiss.

He ends up among the German-speaking community of mountain farmers and forest workers and becomes involved in their complicated Cold Comfort Farm goings-on. He quickly finds himself in a domestic situation that has eerie similarities to the one he has fled.

At first, he keeps wondering how his family and media colleagues are coping with his disappearance back in London but quickly goes to seed, physically and mentally.

This is the best part of the book as he has copes with the harsh environment of blinding snowstorms, freezing cold, plunging gorges with giant icicles hanging from rock faces, while forming new relationships in broken German and reliving his past life through his son's book.

Park obviously knows this part of the world and does a good job of conveying the primitive, pagan element that still exists alongside the Catholicism of Austria, Sud Tyrol and parts of Switzerland.

This is seen in the symbols that reflect the fears of people who have lived for centuries in isolation in a harsh, frightening environment where one wrong turning can lead to being swallowed up by a forest or falling off a cliff - the masks, trolls, grotesque carvings and the underlying mental disorder, incest and alcoholism.

The climax comes when Cleaver confronts his son and has to decide whether to go back or continue with his new life. It is the weakest part of the novel but as it occurs in the last few pages it does not spoil what is otherwise a fine book.

*The cover of my edition presents him as thin with a full head of hair that shows, once again, how publishers' marketing departments seldom actually read the books they are publicizing.
Another good one from Parks 10. April 2014
Von Jack Vant - Veröffentlicht auf Amazon.com
Format: Kindle Edition Verifizierter Kauf
I like this book even better than Europa. I like the main character more. I think he has some interesting things to say along the way. I also like this book because of the pace. Parks doesn't mess around and waste time with a lot of background at the beginning. You get the important background on Cleaver as the story moves along.
Interior monologue by a master 10. Juli 2013
Von Patrican - Veröffentlicht auf Amazon.com
Format: Gebundene Ausgabe
In "Cleaver" Parks once again displays his marvelous writing skills, this time using as a framework a story about a successful middle-age man who abandons his success to seek a quiet primitive life. This type of 'adult male escape' novel must be a 'named' literary category, but I don't know what the name is. Waldenroman? (see my review of "The Lower River," by Paul Theroux) In any case, the framework story is only of secondary interest. This book is primarily about Parks' remarkable writing skills. For long passages of the book the astonishing flow of words is riveting.

His main feature here is interior monologue, but his artistry sparkles in many other ways, everywhere throughout the story. Parks is superb at entering into the intense anxiety of personal emptiness that seems to afflict many middle-age male characters in modern novels written by middle-age men. The combination of worry and pointlessness might be counter-intuitive to someone who's never been through it: if everything is meaningless, what's to worry about? Reading "Cleaver" will clear up any doubts on this issue. Another (thoroughly enjoyable) feature of the story is the almost comically serious indignation expressed over hackneyed writing and its sometime-successes in the world of book prizes.

Parks can fabricate interior monologue of such verisimilitude as to delude the reader into 'thinking' that it's the reader's own thoughts flowing into consciousness. For example, in some passages the protagonist is simultaneously 1) doing some task or project, 2) observing the scene around him, and perhaps interacting with local characters or artifacts, and 3) thinking about his life, his wife, his children, his girlfriends, his job. Parks weaves the different streams of thought and perception so smoothly that it feels like it's me thinking. I myself am the protagonist, doing my task, scanning my surroundings, musing on my life. The three streams feed into each other, getting cross-linked in unexpected ways, exactly the way my mind carries on. Sometimes a fleeting thought will disappear into the flow, only to reappear in another context some paragraphs later. I suspect a computer analysis would conclude that the writing is chaotic, or at least, very badly organized. But for me, Parks' interior monologues are so intimately internalized that I couldn't possibly analyze them while I'm reading. It's only later that I can go back and dissect the paragraphs to "see" the actual sentences that he wrote.
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