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In this almost documentary account of his own experiences of penal servitude in Siberia, Dostoevsky describes the physical and mental suffering of the convicts, the squalor and the degradation, in relentless detail. The inticate procedure whereby the men strip for the bath without removing their ten-pound leg-fetters is an extraordinary tour de force, compared by Turgenev to passages from Dante's Inferno. Terror and resignation - the rampages of a pyschopath, the brief serence interlude of Christmas Day - are evoked by Dostoevsky, writing several years after his release, with a strikingly uncharacteristic detachment. For this reason, House of the Dead is certainly the least Dostoevskian of his works, yet, paradoxically, it ranks among his great masterpieces.
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Memoirs from the house of the dead, Ronald Hingley
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- Titul
- Memoirs from the house of the dead
- Jazyk
- anglicky
- Autoři
- Ronald Hingley
- Vydavatel
- Oxford University Press
- Rok vydání
- 2008
- Vazba
- měkká
- Počet stran
- 366
- ISBN10
- 0199540519
- ISBN13
- 9780199540518
- Série
- Štítky
- Beletrie, Psychologická tématika, Láska, Klasika, Vraždy, Úmrtí, 19. století, Rusko, Ruská literatura, Chudoba, Vězení, Zločiny, trestné činy, Vina, Autobiografické romány, Exil, Vyhnanství, vyhnání, Sibiř, Nucené práce
- První vydání
- 1861
- Původní název
- Записки из Мёртвого дома (Zapiski iz Mjortvogo doma)
- Hodnocení
- 4,05 z 5
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- In this almost documentary account of his own experiences of penal servitude in Siberia, Dostoevsky describes the physical and mental suffering of the convicts, the squalor and the degradation, in relentless detail. The inticate procedure whereby the men strip for the bath without removing their ten-pound leg-fetters is an extraordinary tour de force, compared by Turgenev to passages from Dante's Inferno. Terror and resignation - the rampages of a pyschopath, the brief serence interlude of Christmas Day - are evoked by Dostoevsky, writing several years after his release, with a strikingly uncharacteristic detachment. For this reason, House of the Dead is certainly the least Dostoevskian of his works, yet, paradoxically, it ranks among his great masterpieces.