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Saturday (original 2005; edição 2006)

por Ian McEwan

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From the pen of a master-the #1 bestselling, Booker Prize-winning author of Atonement-comes an astonishing novel that captures the fine balance of happiness and the unforeseen threats that can destroy it. A brilliant, thrilling page-turner that will keep readers on the edge of their seats. Saturday is a masterful novel set within a single day in February 2003. Henry Perowne is a contented man-a successful neurosurgeon, happily married to a newspaper lawyer, and enjoying good relations with his children. Henry wakes to the comfort of his large home in central London on this, his day off. He is as at ease here as he is in the operating room. Outside the hospital, the world is not so easy or predictable. There is an impending war against Iraq, and a general darkening and gathering pessimism since the New York and Washington attacks two years before. On this particular Saturday morning, Perowne's day moves through the ordinary to the extraordinary. After an unusual sighting in the early morning sky, he makes his way to his regular squash game with his anaesthetist, trying to avoid the hundreds of thousands of marchers filling the streets of London, protesting against the war. A minor accident in his car brings him into a confrontation with a small-time thug. To Perowne's professional eye, something appears to be profoundly wrong with this young man, who in turn believes the surgeon has humiliated him-with savage consequences that will lead Henry Perowne to deploy all his skills to keep his family alive.… (mais)
Membro:sipthereader
Título:Saturday
Autores:Ian McEwan
Informação:Anchor (2006), Edition: 4th, Paperback, 304 pages
Colecções:A sua biblioteca
Avaliação:****
Etiquetas:novel, england

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Saturday por Ian McEwan (2005)

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One star for the one or so pages that were interesting to read.

I generally LOVE books that are nothing but the inner thoughts of a character or characters, but man...Henry!!!! Your thoughts are boring A.F!!!

I enjoyed his thoughts about the surgeries he had to perform recently, but not much else. I definitely didn't need to hear his thoughts about his erections. LOL

Anyway, great idea for a book but it needs a character with a much more interesting mind. ( )
  Jinjer | Jul 19, 2021 |
Although I like other Ian McEwan books I got bored with this one. ( )
  Kgferris | Jul 12, 2021 |
This is an absolute tour de force of writing....*5...and yet, I didnt love it - even as I was thinking "how can anyone write that brilliantly"
Neorosurgeon Henry Perowne, is an absolute success. Top of the tree professionall; a lovely lawyer wife and an AMAZING marriage; a poet father in law; and two wonderful children- a musician who's going places and a published poetess daughter.
Now...you're going to struggle to keep the reader rooting for such flawless individuals.
Covering a 24-hour period in his life: London-based Henry ruminates on the uncertain world he inhabits - war with Iraq imminent, civil unrest, the aging process..
A minor car crash brings him into contact with violent thug Baxter.....not merely a crim, but (as Henry's analytical eye soon deduces) in the first stages of a a neurological disorder.
While we dont LIKE Baxter, we (well, I) found him marginally more sympathetic than the well-heeled family..
McEwan writes minutely: the detailed descriptions of operations were more gripping than the blow by blow account of a squash game.
Look, the author's meditations on life strike to the heart. But the Perowne clan left me cold... ( )
  starbox | Jun 18, 2021 |
Saturday is set in 2003 and stretches over the course of one day. We follows Henry, a neurosurgeon, from the moment he awakes in the early hours and sees a burning plane coming down over London, to when he finally gets to sleep over 24 hours later.

There are meditations on the huge protest against the invasion of Iraq, the various cases that Henry operates on at work, and the nature of love, family and growing old.

I found the political backdrop particularly fascinating, as it's interesting (and a bit depressing!) to compare the preoccupations of the time with our current turbulent climate. I also really liked the depiction of Henry's family and their relationships with each other.

It's not a hugely eventful novel, except for a tense section towards the end. I was in danger of getting weary of the intensely detailed but uneventful style early on, but once I got past a tedious squash game that goes on forever (and ever), I started to enjoy it more. It's actually plotted fairly well, with certain themes and scenes looping back on themselves throughout.

I'm not in a rush to read much else by McEwan (although I did quite like The Children's Act), but I'm pleased that I enjoyed Saturday more than I thought I would! ( )
  mooingzelda | Jan 17, 2021 |
> SAMEDI, de Ian McEwan, (Gallimard, 2006, 352 pages). — 24 heures ! Ce n'est pas une saison de la série américaine homonyme, mais bien 350 pages, captivantes, décrivant la journée d'un homme ayant ce qu'on appelle « réussi », et dont pourtant la vision du monde va basculer.
Un roman qui m'a rappelé le procédé du « flux de conscience » de Joyce, impeccablement construit et écrit, qui se lit avec une tension croissante, comme un policier. À lire, à offrir. --Carnets du Yoga, n° 256 - Avril 2007

> Babelio : https://www.babelio.com/livres/McEwan-Samedi/14755
> BAnQ (Folch-Ribas J., La presse, 14 janv. 2007) : https://collections.banq.qc.ca/ark:/52327/2205055
  Joop-le-philosophe | Dec 10, 2020 |
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L’acuité du regard et le sens du détail dévastateur. La profondeur de la réflexion politique autant que philosophique.
adicionada por miniwark | editarTélérama, Michel Abescat (Oct 14, 2006)
 
Why review a work of fiction for The Indexer? Chiefly because of the author’s use of several very different taxonomies covering neurosurgery, Alzheimer’s disease, Huntington’s chorea, blues music, squash and fish. The cumulative effect of this detail is to emphasize that, despite much knowledge, training, experience and wide interests, Perowne is powerless to control unexpected horrors. He uses his brain to heal other brains, but he cannot fathom the workings of the mind. The complex taxonomy of neurosurgery is used twice: at the opening of the book and again near the end. The author could have maintained the reader’s interest and suspense with more simple language, but his careful research has produced a precision that gives a far stronger sense of authenticity, not only to medical indexers who will have little trouble following the procedures. Again with Alzheimer’s disease: the detail contrasts with the lively mother and swimming champion whom Perowne remembers when he visits her in a nursing home. As for Huntington’s chorea, the taxonomy is essential to explain the unusual behaviour of the man who threatens him; he is not the average street thug. The squash game is, again, described moment by moment and gives insight to Perowne’s character: he is desperately keen to win, coming close to an acrimonious dispute with his anaesthetist with whom he has an ideal professional relationship. Even the fishmonger’s slab is described in taxonomic detail which leads to Perowne’s contemplation of moral matters such as whether fish feel pain.
adicionada por KayCliff | editarThe Indexer, Valerie Elliston (Oct 1, 2005)
 
Overall, however, Saturday has the feel of a neoliberal polemic gone badly wrong; if Tony Blair—who makes a fleeting personal appearance in the book, oozing insincerity—were to appoint a committee to produce a "novel for our time," the result would surely be something like this.
adicionada por jburlinson | editarNew York Review of Books, John Banville (sítio Web pago) (May 26, 2005)
 
[T]he lambent, stream-of-consciousness narrative that Mr. McEwan uses so adroitly in these pages. In fact, "Saturday" reads like an up-to-the-moment, post-9/11 variation on Woolf's classic 1925 novel "Mrs. Dalloway."
adicionada por MikeBriggs | editarNew York Times, Michiko Kakutani (Mar 18, 2005)
 
We have learned to expect the worst from Ian McEwan. Since his debut collection of stories, First Love, Last Rites, his fiction has always dwelt at the heart of places we hope never to find ourselves in: the vacancies left in lives by the kidnapped child or the lost lover; the mined no-man's-land that follows extreme violence or sexual obsession. His subject has always been damage and the way the darkest events in a life will drain the rest of love. For McEwan, happiness has rarely gone unpunished.
 

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Some hours before dawn Henry Perowne, a neurosurgeon, wakes to find himself already in motion, pushing back the covers from a sitting position, and then rising to his feet.
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Kdyby Perowne projevoval sklony k náboženství, k nadpřirozeným vysvětlením, mohl by si pohrávat s představou, že byl povolán: tím, že byl probuzen a s neobvykle povzbuzenou myslí bezdůvodně přistoupil k oknu, měl by vzít na vědomí jakýsi skrytý řád, vnější inteligenci, jež mu chce sdělit nebo ukázat něco významného. Jenže neklidné město si nespavce doslova pěstuje, samo o sobě je nespící entitou, jejíž komunikační dráty nikdy nepřestávají bzučet, a mezi tolika miliony se musejí najít lidé, kteří se dívají z okna v době, kdy by normálně spali. A nejsou to každou noc titíž lidé. Že by tím vyvoleným měl být on, a ne někdo jiný, je náhoda. Ve hře je prostý antropogenetický princip. Primitivní přemýšlení o nadpřirozenu má sklony přerůst v to, čemu jeho kolegové psychiatři říkají představa o vlastní důležitosti. Přehánění jedine, přetváření světa v souladu s vlastními potřebami, neschopnost přemýšlet o vlastní bezvýznamnosti. Z Henryho hlediska patří takové uvažování do spektra, na jehož vzdáleném konci se jako opuštěný chrám tyčí psychóza. (s. 21)
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Sex je jiný živel, láme čas a rozum, je biologický hyperprostor vzdálený od vědomé existence tak jako sny nebo jako voda od vzduchu. Jiný živel, jak říkávala jeho matka, jiný živel - když si zaplaveš, Henry, den se ti promění. A dnešek bude jistě v porovnání s ostatnými jedinečný. (s.50)
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From the pen of a master-the #1 bestselling, Booker Prize-winning author of Atonement-comes an astonishing novel that captures the fine balance of happiness and the unforeseen threats that can destroy it. A brilliant, thrilling page-turner that will keep readers on the edge of their seats. Saturday is a masterful novel set within a single day in February 2003. Henry Perowne is a contented man-a successful neurosurgeon, happily married to a newspaper lawyer, and enjoying good relations with his children. Henry wakes to the comfort of his large home in central London on this, his day off. He is as at ease here as he is in the operating room. Outside the hospital, the world is not so easy or predictable. There is an impending war against Iraq, and a general darkening and gathering pessimism since the New York and Washington attacks two years before. On this particular Saturday morning, Perowne's day moves through the ordinary to the extraordinary. After an unusual sighting in the early morning sky, he makes his way to his regular squash game with his anaesthetist, trying to avoid the hundreds of thousands of marchers filling the streets of London, protesting against the war. A minor accident in his car brings him into a confrontation with a small-time thug. To Perowne's professional eye, something appears to be profoundly wrong with this young man, who in turn believes the surgeon has humiliated him-with savage consequences that will lead Henry Perowne to deploy all his skills to keep his family alive.

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