Moderate: Sexism and Homophobia
Minor: Sexual content and AntisemitismPeriod-typical homophobia, also condoned by the protagonists, as "sinful" and "unnatural". However, no direct harassment or confrontation is made towards the gay characters. Period-typical sexism is woven into the fabric of the society and even condoned by the main characters. "Women are the vessel of the devil", etc. A sex scene is written in highly chaste and poetic language, which is actually made of stitched-together religious quotes - imagine a monk describing a spiritual and transcendent experience. Antisemitic remarks are made briefly by some characters.
Thank God that that book is finally over with. Took me over a month to read, which is a long time for me. It's a book that unfolds at a measured pace, packed with lush descriptions and extended conversations between the characters. I guess since there was nothing else to do in the 13th century, people talked FOREVER.
Now, Umberto Eco is a fabulously descriptive writer. However, not everyone can stomach such a level of description. I will readily admit to having a lowered tolerance for description, so there were many occasions where I would skim as best I could to get the essence of the plot and avoid all the digressions. The book did pick up about halfway through, sagged again, and then the last climactic showdown was really ace.
I also have to say that I was expecting a creepier book. The back cover gushes about "seven days and seven nights of apocalyptic terror", but unless one considers bickering monks terrifying, there isn't much terrifying in this book. There are pockets of unnerving moments, especially the climax, but I can't say I was gripped with fear throughout the story. Perhaps I just had too high expectations. Oh well, I've read it and can say I've read the whole thing...and all that Latin throughout the book was definitely a treat, even if I didn't understand much of it.
So to sum up, if you're up to the challenge, give this book a shot. If you're not, rent the movie.
An incredibly slow wind-up, but a race to the finish. Eco writes an intriguing story with lessons embedded that have no clear answer. Take what you will from it, the story is beautifully written.
The second enormous book I managed to read in quarantine because it’s excellent. Upsetting, scary, complicated, perverse, fanatical, instructive for those of us less versed in our Biblical and Christian history. I loved this duo so much I delayed finishing the book because the idea of reading the lines where they must go their separate ways was so painful.
I have a hunch that if I read it again I'll give this book five stars.
Eco's Semiotic detective story is brainy fun. It's the Middle Ages and loads of monks are dying and it's up to William of Baskerville and his trusty sidekick Adso to solve the mystery.
As this is Eco, the plot is a macguffin - the whole book is about language acquisition and how it effects people. There's also discussions on humour, philosophy and so on. Despite the lofty plot Name of the Rose is accessible and a good starting point to Eco's books.
A somewhat long winded but funky story that felt rather like a mashup of Sherlock Holmes, The Monk, and Moby Dick. Much of the style was highly reminiscent of The Swiss Family Robinson in the detailing and expostulatory narration. While I found it hard to get into the story, once I accustomed myself to the writing, I was hooked. By turns spooky, dry, hilarious, and sincere, this is a roller coaster of a novel.
Adso is a young novice who arrives at the abby with his master, William of Baskerville. They are just in time to investigate the first of a string of deaths that seem to be linked to the coming of the Antichrist and the apocalypse, all pointing to some mystery of the greatest library in Christendom: That of the Aedificium at the Abbey, to be entered only by the librarian.
As the death count mounts, one thing does become clear. Everything in life, and in death, is a matter of perspective. "Because learning does not consist only of knowing what we must or we can do, but also of knowing what we could do and perhaps should not do." "How can we trust ancient wisdom, whose traces you are always seeking, if it is handed down by lying books that have interpreted it with such license? Books are not made to be believed, but to be subjected to inquiry. When we consider a book, we mustn't ask ourselves what it says but what it means."
We are warned against the danger of seeing or interpreting certainty from the uncertain, concreteness from the insubstantial, material from the spiritual. A warning that, when not heeded, leads to disastrous consequences.
"Knihy nie sú na to, aby sme im verili, ale aby sme ich skúmali. Pri knihe sa nemáme pýtať, čo hovorí, ale čo chce povedať..."
Kedysi dávno som už raz meno ruže čítala, avšak tentokrát som si túto knihu vychutnala omnoho viac.
Ak chcete prostredníctvom tejto knihy vojsť do stredovekého opátstva a prežiť v ňom sedem dní, musíte prijať jeho rytmus, ako hovorí sám Umberto Eco.
Preto sa je prvých 100 strán pomalších, uvádzajúcich, až neskôr vás strhne samotný príbeh a nebudete vedieť položiť knihu z rúk.
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