EBOOK DOWNLOAD (El túnel) æ Ernesto Sabato
Mordecai Cubitt Cooke Victorian Naturalist Mycologist Teacher and Eccentric jMan looking at the sea gets preoccupied with a woman who seems to be interesting in this scene of a window which everyone ignores the scene signifies absolute nostalgic loneliness which is profound than solitude for solitude is often self desired and rewarding at times as one gets chance to look aside form the distractions world offer us to ponder upon your insignificant self and to nurture it with amusements you enjoy perhaps to refuel yourself while the wistful loneliness is depressing as you feel isolated from the world and it seems to fall apart in front of your very eyes but all you could do isust to stare meekly at it the narrator feels a profound bond with her a woman who can see into his soul and capable of understanding the emotion behind his artistic creation for she probably feels the same isolation from the world as the narrator does since the people who are waking by seem to be non existent to her this realization thoroughly captures his mind and he becomes obsessed with her the kind of realization which brings along a injuring fear and an anguish at the same time to feel that there are others like you as well you re not absurd alone a desire to meet those people and a trepidation to lose all your notions about your existence The narrator stalks her and tries different probable combinations to bring his chances of meeting her from null to desirable outcome he keeps on mediating about these combinations to insanity and always tries to comfort himself when the fear of getting it altogether wrong strikes him by carefully deliberating each of them It isn t that I don t reason things Just the opposite my mind never stops But think of a captain who is constantly charting its position meticulously following a course towards an objective But also imagine that he does not know why is sailing toward it Sabato captures the intensity of passions run into uncharted passages where love promises not tranuillity but danger Juan Pablo manages to meet Maria their relationship starts to bloom but it is not usual fairy types of bonds for it is one of those crippling one which eventually turns out to be obsession wherein ealously gradually takes over infatuation as is the fate of love generally for the dangers it holds only permeate with time The inability to control human passion precisely bounded here comes across not as melodrama but as icy documentary The I thought about it the receptive I became to the idea of accepting her love without condition and the terrified I became of being left with nothing absolutely nothing From the terror was germinating and flowering the kind of humility possessed only by persons who have no choice This narrative of the book is meticulously condensed as the book is divided into small chapters which contain sparse and succinct sentences which makes them easy to decipher at the same time the narrative doesn t leave its profoundness to captivate the reader about obsessions and struggles of the narrator The nightmares of Juan Pablo in which he turns to a man size bird reflects the deep scuffles in consciousness to ascertain existence of a man Sabato mocks about idiosyncrasies of life using satirical elements the deadpan description of a cocktail party filled with psychoanalysts the portrayal of life of elites wherein redundant conversations fill the intellectual circles are absolutely bang on his commentary over vanity is honest and chilling for human nature is corrupted and man always delude himself I do not comment on vanity As far as
I know no human is devoid of this formidable motivation for Human Progress People make me laugh when they talk about know no human is devoid of this formidable motivation for Human Progress People make me laugh when they talk about modesty of an Einstein or someone of his kind My answer to them is that it is easy to be modest when you are famous That is appear to me modest This compelling book drills deeper into the dark abyss of human soul like The Outsider by Albert Camus the dark canvas of tortured human soul sketched by Sabato wherein the rules governing despair are so closely examined that the entire enterprise of living or thinking seems deeply absurd wherein man constantly sees faults in the people he meets
or observes walkingobserves walking the streets of the city whose distrust of human nature is evident in the ealousy and insecurity towards seemingly most profound relationships according to Albert Camus the only philosophical problem in the life was suicide for its the greatest choice for a man in this absurd world to choose whether or not life is worth living is to answer the very uestion of existence Camus sees this uestion of suicide as a natural response to an underlying premise namely that life is absurd in its very nature for it s absurd to continually seek meaning in life when there is none S bato s narrator faces the existential dilemma with similar existential choices at his disposal we don t see any sign of regret in Castel over his act of murder as he reflects on his actions in prison which clearly shows influence of Dostoevsky and Kafka as their characters who create havoc who helped society see the soul of man who carried vengeance in his heart yet maintained a love for mankind or probably anti heroes never show any sign of remorse over their deeds since their acts are existential choices at their disposal one could easily decipher deeds since their acts are existential choices at their disposal one could easily decipher Juan Pablo is already a prisoner well before he is being put in prison for he is captive of his wistful loneliness of his delusions and paranoia which eventually leads him to murder Maria who he thinks understands him best out of utter ealously which is the outcome of his interminable existential struggle Sabato s The Tunnel 1948 resembles Camus The Stranger 1942 for both are spare short novels featuring murderer protagonists as first person narrators men who are profoundly alienated not only from their societies but also from any meaningful personal relationship But the two protagonists are very different from each other too Camus hero Meursault a shipping clerk is an unimaginative man alienated from his own emotions Sabato s her One of the giants of Latin American literature Ernesto S bato 1911 2011 lived most of his life in Buenos Aires Argentina and periodically committed his own manuscripts to the flames noting in one interview with wry satisfaction how fire is purifying Fortunately in addition to many essays three of his novels survive Before commenting on The Tunnel his first novel written in 1948 some observations on his other two On Heroes and Tombs S bato s dark brooding 500 pager includes an entire hallucinogenic mindbending section Report on Blind People The novel also features young Martin and the object of his obsessive love Alejandra a reclusive young lady who deals with serious bouts of madness With every page turned a reader is led ever further down murky winding corridors أن يرى بهواه الخاص والمتأجج قراءة النفق في المستوى الأول ليست سوى اعترافات رسام أصيب بالجنون وقتل بدافع من الغيرة، لكنها في مستوى أعمق مأساة الوحدة، ومأساة التواصل، ومأساة البحث عبثاً عن المطلق.
Read & Download ´ eBook, PDF or Kindle ePUB Ú Ernesto SabatoReally wanted to nail this in one sitting but still managed it in two wow this still retains it s power to shock all these years later disturbing and even funny Sabato features possibly the most chilling ending I have come across to date Narrated by an artist in ail that being Juan Pablo Castelwho practically goes about stalking a woman named Maria after he spots her eying one of his canvases in a gallery From this moment on he forces his way into her life learning she has a blind husband and ex lovers drives him deranged with Redeeming the Republic Federalists Taxation and the Origins of the Constitution jealous envy A perverse effect of the candour in Castel s retrospective account is that it almost makes you forget he s a murderer believing this is an ordinary manust telling a story It wasn t always uncomfortable and has some darkly humorous moments throughout The lurking horror of his crime is all the gross for its subtlety that s what makes El T nel so darn chilling A fantastic psychological short novel Missing out on top marks though because I still felt it s story somehow seemed unbalanced The Tunnel by Sabato inspired by Dostoevsky and Kafka is not ust an intriguing novel but also an important existential classic It cannot be totally denied that there are some similarities between Castel of this novel and Meursault from The Stranger but Castel is not too nihilistic in his views The heart of Castel might have been frozen but there was a drop or two of love ust enough to feed the birdsSolitude is often thought of as something self warranted Sometimes even a man who built his own fortress of solitude from which he can watch and sneer at others waits eagerly for someone to breach the wall that confines him God or Man Solitude is not indestructibleCastel doesn t want to be Plato and Parmenides: Parmenides' Way of Truth and Plato's Parmenides judged but to be understood That s why Castel having ended up in the prison cell narrates the events that changed his life He was oblivious of all human sorrows in his tunnel of solitude There were no intruders Hisourney inside his tunnel has always been unobtrusive with occasional suspicious sneaks from the outside and a faint hope of meeting someone inside from the outside Slowly the walls keep narrowing in Darkness keeps creeping in Such was the life of Castel Usually that feeling of being alone in the world is accompanied by a condescending sense of superiority I scorn all humankind people around me seem vile sordid stupid greedy gross niggardly I do not fear solitude it is almost Olympian He was free but incomplete and waiting anxiously for someone or a guiding light Along came a lovely being ravaging his solitude and denting his vanity After gazing from the outside for a while at the tunnel wall of paintingMar a viewing Castel s painting of Motherhood as shown below Mar a left without a word There was a strange distant silent sea which beckoned to them and which would sweep him away in the name of love Here is Castel reflecting on his past and a love affair which otherwise would have lasted had he not killed the only person who would understand him What went wrong Who wronged their love which could have otherwise been beautiful and maybe everlasting It also happens that when we have reached the limits of despair that precede suicide when we have exhausted the inventory of every evil and reached the point where evil is invincible then any sign of goodness however infinitesimal becomes momentous and we grasp for it as we would claw for a tree root to keep from hurtling into an abyss But soon the goodness seemed not enough His perverse predictions deceived him His syllogisms had become sinful delusions His absurd uestions made him confront his love His fractured love metamorphosed him into a heartless murderer It is not solitude any but a sordid museum of shame Here is he animated by the faint hope that someone will understand him even if it is only one person giving an impartial account of the events which ensued from his love affair If you want to foreground a sociopath misogynist stalker s sense of urban isolation and alienation against a woman s prolonged emotional and physical abuse at the hands of the same person and call it existentialist literature your choice Just don t expect me to appreciate it Just as Opaue the Second Time RoundIn The Tunnel Ernesto Sabato has a mysogonistic puerile obsessive apparently psychopathic murderer tell the reader his every thought about a folie a deux with his victim and its rationale My first time through The Tunnel left me bewildered Of what literary rather than ideological merit is this work For whose edification or amusement is it meant My original conclusion It s a difficult book to be interested in much less like But I picked up on a hint by another GR reader and found that Sabato was a scientist before he was a writer and had incorporated uantum physics in The Tunnel as a sort of hidden metaphor Indeed there is a short book by Halpern and Carpenter which outlines the way in which the metaphor is meant to work at key points in the book This led me back into The Tunnel for another look Halpern and Carpenter suggest that Sabato followed Borges in his interest in the labyrinthine character of history through which the world changes direction at critical nodes They also point out Borges allusions to alternative and even parallel universes that were of interest to Sabato They contend that Sabato builds on these Borgian tropes to create scenes of discontinuous time in his storyMaybe so But I find the argument of Halpern and Carpenter to be somewhat tendentious But even stipulating their observations I don t see the point The metaphor if there is certainly not central to this tale of murder and psychopathy Of course there are always alternative trajectories for any story or for any historical reality But the idea of using the collapse of the uantum wavefront as for any historical reality But the idea of using
the collapse of the uantum wavefront as signal for a decisive turningcollapse of the uantum wavefront as signal for a decisive turning seems to me trivial and fatuousTrue the protagonist Juan Pablo is continuously analysing his situation in terms of alternative possibilities as in this internal monologue I constructed an endless series of variations In one I was talkative witty something in fact I never am in another I was taciturn in still another sunny and smiling At times though it seems incredible "I answered rudely even with ill concealed rage It happened in some "answered rudely even with ill concealed rage It happened in some these imaginary meetings that our exchange broke off abruptly because of an absurd irritability on my part or because I rebuked her almost crudely for some comment I found pointless or ill thought out But this is a symptom of madness not a symbol of impending uantum resolution Even the speaker recognises that this damned compulsion to ustify everything I do isn t normalConseuently it seems to me that the metaphor of uantum physics does nothing to explicate Sabato s very dark story Juan Pablo is a misanthrope without. عندما ظهرت النفق أخذ عليها بعض النقاد عدم دقة عالمها الخارجي، وغموض الشخصيات التي تتحرك حول بطل الرواية كاستيل وهدوءها، ولكن ساباتو يقول إنه أراد كتاب قصة رسام أصيب بالجنون لأنه لم يتمكن من التو?. Any mitigating not to say redeeming features The Tunnel therefore doesn t get any interesting with a possible metaphorical foundation Unless of course sabato s intention was simply to create a sort of uantum uncertainty about this very foundation In any case not terribly stimulating My original review us here Cui bonoI have been trying to finish this short novel for weeks But I can only get through 10 pages at a time I ve finally given up I don t get it Is there something beyond an obsessivecompulsive folie a deux that I am simply unable to comprehend Someone please explain where I am going wrong El t nel The Tunnel Ernesto S batoThe Tunnel is a dark psychological novel written by Argentine writer Ernesto Sabato about a deranged traditional painting techniue Juan Pablo Castel and his obsession with a woman The story s title refers to the symbol for Castel s emotional and physical isolation from society which becomes increasingly apparent as Castel proceeds to tell from his ail cell the series of events that enabled him to murder the only person capable of understanding him Marked by its existential themes The Tunnel received enthusiastic support from Albert Camus and Graham Greene following its publication in 1948 2008 1386 174 9644482956 20 1387 160 9789649234816 04071399 What I learned from this novel is that if you look intensely and soulfully at a painting in a gallery and the artist himself happens to see you doing it and conceives the notion that you and only you alone have perceived the true great meaning of this work you might find yourself cajoled inveigled drawn in stalked obsessively obsessed over night and day belittled berated bewildered bamboozled brutalised and finally stabbed and killed in a blizzard of male rage in With Krishna's Eyes just exactly the same way these ghastly things are done in any ol You know I was going to review this book but then it occurred to me that I would never know if you have read my review I mean yes I do get likes but suppose people are liking them without reading them Of course why would anyone do that Two possibilities seem to suggest themselves either they want to make a fool of me by making me keep writing reviews that no one reads or to distract me from something Of course that in itself calls for a mass conspiracy because so many people from so many countries will be liking my reviews unless of course it is one person with many fake accounts Now that I think about it the possibility seems very real The above is how our protagonist might have started a review But now to proper reviewI don t know if it can be defined that way but all art whether it be painting writing singing etc all art forms seems to be tools of communication of communicating in superior ways It is like that teenager boy writing poems to his sweat heart sort of thing or making albums uoting great poets when one doesn t feel gifted oneself because our normal everyday language isn t enough to express what we feelBut what about artists What yearnings must they have in themselves to make it their profession to develop those tools to be on constant look out atust the right word phrase color etc Why should MB write leave alone his manuscript of Master and Margarita leave alone keep them knowing that they are as good as their death warrant Manuscripts don t burn one hears in the answer but why don t they Is it that they live in constant fear of being misunderstood like Kafka was Perhaps getting the message right in itself not enough there must also need be the person who can understand the message thus Nabokov S Irritation At Wrong s at wrong of his works and Van Gogh s sorrow who though created most beautiful paintings never found a pair of eyes in which that beauty is reflected Perhaps that is why artists seek posterity and immortality to carry to their death bed the hope that what they have to say will be one day be heard in Investir dans l'or : le petit manuel pratique just the way they wanted The protagonist in the Invitation to a Beheading by Nabokov gives his writings to his executioners in desperation and asks them not to destroy them as long as he is alive so that he could at least have a theoretical chance of finding a readerSo is it for that theoretical chance of finding someone who will understand him that keeps the artist going It seems to be true in the case of Juan Pablo our protagonist here for whom the whole life was like a dark tunnel yes that explains the title where he lived in solitude because as he puts it no one understood him The trouble begins when he finds a woman does understand him And he discovers that he has a lot to say than that single painting She wants that too because the need for understanding is mutual It doesn t matter who paints and who reflects Only our guy can t have enough his overt thinking over analytical pathological brain can t believe his good fortune Like Anna Karenina he needs constant assurances of her fidelity as is often the case of those who fell in love when they had long given up on any chance of finding it Like her he too dwells over suicide but rather prefers killing his girlfriendCamus commissioned its publishing and the narrator here too finds himself a stranger in his world but his solitude because he is a nihilist but rather because of his misanthropy It also shows similarity to Lolita in that Juan Pable might be putting his own version and suppressing the voice of his victim It wasust about the stroke of dawn lilacs started to bloom the birds were singing along the orchestra was about to embark on I got up early and decided to plunge myself in books I d a few options The Tunnel Beauty and Sadness and Reuiem A hallucination I chose The Tunnel for from excerpts of the book it occurred to be an existential tale of an account of relationship of an artist Juan Pablo Castel with Maria Iribarne whom he murdered I was listening to Shine on your crazy Diamond by Pink Floyd the starting lines It should be sufficient to say that I am Juan Pablo Castel the painter who killed Maria Iribarne I imagine that the trial is still in everyone s mind and that no further information about myself is necessary with the music of Pink Floyd were creating enthralling atmosphere which caught me off guard to observe that how effortlessly the author has used simplicity to convey the most profound and honest conviction by narrator that was the very first glimpse of finesse of the author which only gets amplified in subseuent pages It s about recollection of actions of Castel from a prison cell however it s neither an apology for the actions which his insanity caused him to do nor is it a rational explanation of them Juan Pablo Castel the first person narrator of the book paints Motherhood which has a remote scene framed in a window in the upper let corner of canvas an empty beach and a solitary wo. ?صل مع أحد، حتى مع المرأة التي يبدو أنها فهمته من خلال الرسم والنفق مكتوبة بلسان مجنون، وهذا النمط من الشخصيات يستدعي، لكي يكون وجوده ممكناً أن ينصرف كلياً الى هاجسه، يحب ويرى ويسمع ويروي ما ينبغي.