Snowfall

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DI St John Strafford is called from Dublin, and arrives at Ballyglass House, county Wexford, to find the murdered corpse of the Catholic priest, Father Tom, and this same corpse is lying dead in the house of the Protestant aristocratic Osbourne family. The story starts as one of the most famous detective story and with a wink from Mr Banville who creates his very own story with the snow and cold in the foreground. Detective Inspector St John Strafford is engimatic, withdrawn and a Protestant delegated to an Irish manor house to investigate the death of a Catholic priest. This story has no cohesion. Things happen to the main character without foreshadowing. The exposition that did come was mainly philosophical and seemingly tangential. And if I have to read another sentence about whether a Muslim woman should wear a scarf or not or how beautiful and terrifying snow can be, I will go batty.

Fox One person with an open-ended conclusion we’ll likely find out more about is Wanda, who we found out recently could be the basis of possibly a spinoff series. In the series finale, Leon says Wanda is going to pursue music. Was that a way to set up for the spinoff? The story is complex, beautiful and you reflect on your own existence and wonder if you are living the fullest life that you have available to you. Banville writes the plot within the social context of religion in Ireland at that time. The Archbishop wants the murder covered up as an accident and makes it clear to Strafford what will happen to his career if he crosses the Archbishop. And Father Tom, the victim, has a sordid past, which was common in Ireland at the time. There is a reform school for wayward teenage boys. Father Tom had “his favorites”, boys who he counselled in private. Make no mistake, Banville wants the reader to know and remember the atrocities of the Church. He also writes of the underlying conflict of the Catholics and the protestants at the time. To me, this is a part mystery part social study of Ireland in the mid 1950’s. A deeply attentive plot that is clever and watchful through the characters that are so wonderfully drawn. There are many subtle nuances that enable John Banville to play with scenarios that are intriguing to observe, particularly the relationship between the preeminent catholic church in Ireland and the protestant citizens that tended to hold positions of wealth and standing. The imagery of a landscape covered in snow provides a very intriguing analogy with a blanket of cover concealing crimes, lies and secrets. Under the unbroken whiteness lies the dark reality of what the normal ground looks like.Even the love story reminded me of the difference in the expression of love in different cultures, with Ka's falling into something nearing a worshipful obsession, immersing himself whole into the object of his affection--while a westernized love story would be more geared toward seduction and conquest, less about the dance of courtship and romance. There is surrender to the heart with nothing left in reserve in non-western literature that fascinates me. Do or die. Love or leave. For this reason alone, I enjoy reading literature by a variety of international authors; each provides a view into a varied perspective and life sense. John Banville's historical mystery is set in a heavily snowed in Christmas period in Ireland, County Wexford, in 1957, featuring 35 year old Protestant Dublin Inspector St John Strafford sent to the scene of a gruesome murder of a Catholic Father Tom Lawless at the dilapidated and cold manor, Ballyglass, belonging to the aristocratic Colonel Geoffrey Osborne. Discovered in the early hours of the morning by Sylvia, the insomniac wife of Osborne, the body is in the library, all so very Agatha Christie, and the crime scene has been interfered with. The victim was a regular house visitor, with his horse, Mr Sugar, stabled there. It is an unheard of crime, the stabbing of a member of the Catholic clergy, the horror compounded by the removal of his genitals. Orhan Pamuk'un -bence- yazarlık kariyerindeki dönüm noktalarından biri olan, 2002 yılında çıkan Kafkaesk bir siyasi roman. Kitabın tam çıktığı yıldan itibaren Türkiye siyaseti eşine az rastlanır bir biçimde kimlik olarak tam tersine dönse de, kişilik olarak çok değişmediğini görmek için de güzel bir eser.

Inspiration strikes Ka while in Kars, and he stops to transcribe a series of nineteen poems, whenever they descend on him in perfectly realized form. Conveniently they get lost, but a conversation about them between Ka and his paramour goes like this: This is perhaps both the biggest and most painful part of the book. No one is allowed to do or say anything without it being representative of something else, without someone feeling that they are taking sides with them or against them. Everything someone does is "for Europe" or "for Islam" or "for the Kurds". People are told the reasons that they're doing things, or think the reasons that other people think they are doing things, before they examine their own reasons. Case in point in this novel is the women- the "suicide girls" and the "head scarf girls" and their leader, Kadife, sister of the woman our poet is in love with. Orhan Pamuk her zaman içinde yaşadığımız toplumu anlamaya çalışmış, tek tek bizlerin meydana getirdiği, ama aynı şekilde tek tek bizi meydana getiren şeyi çözümlemeye çalışmış. Bilhassa son dönemlerinde bu meseleyi ciddi ciddi dert ettiğini düşünüyorum. Kar'ın da bu perspektiften okunması gerektiğini düşünüyorum, böyle okunursa kitap hakkını bulacaktır. Temporarily closed off from the world, a farcical coup is staged and linked melodramatically to a stage play. The main discussion concerns the interface of secularism and belief but there are references to all of Turkey's twentieth century history.He walked the city in the cold, alone with his poems. Around him, snowflakes formed a blanket of white silence. He traversed Kars, a remote city in Turkey, where he found the poor forgotten, where democracy he saw was nonexistent and the Western world shunned. He, a prodigal son, never fully welcomed, a loner misunderstood, a man with the sort of angst only seen clearly through poetry. There, like the snow, he walked the city quietly, thoughtfully, observantly, deliberately, and Kars became his muse. My condition with thinking about the spinoff was that I wouldn't sacrifice any of the story of Snowfall for this next chapter. I wasn't going to keep a character alive we had already decided was going to die for the sake of our story or be in jail. Of the characters that would make it out, we knew that Leon and Wanda would make it out in their way. We could take those characters and figure out what's next for them. That line from Leon about her trying to get into the music business was the one concession I made I don't think I would've made in the finale were it not for this next chapter, which I should add, is still in development. Nothing has been green-lit. That story of the spinoff got leaked. That was not something we had intended to come out. It’s great there is enough love for the show from fans and FX that people want the story of South Central to continue. I think that would've made John really happy. This brilliant book is my first encounter with this Irish author and it certainly won't be the last. He depicts his poet Ka on a visit to Kars, a remote, decaying town (that once used to be a great provincial center) far from the cosmopolitan center of Istanbul- a symbol of Turkey's place in a Western/Euro-centric 20th and 21st century. He arrives in this town in the dead of winter, just as a large snowstorm is gathering, a storm that effectively traps him in the city until the roads open days later. This novel is the story of those few days in a community sealed off from the world. The snow means many different things to different people, and we see how that plays out over the course of these days- with results that largely end up more or less disastrous for all sides.

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The Booker Prize-winning author (for The Sea, 2005) is famous for his beautiful writing. So I won’t give any more of the story and instead offer some samples of his writing: Each of these communities, according to their members, is created by God. Various physical aspects of the Karsian world evoke God for the various communities. For example, “Snow reminds Ka of God!” Particularly its silence. But this is his community; mainly because after living as an emigre in Germany for so many years, he has no other. In Kars, he finds solace mainly because he has discovered empathy "with someone weaker than himself," namely the poor, uneducated, confused provincial Turkish folk. But that isn't how the locals see things. This time, the reader walks beside a taciturn but young inspector in a misty Irish village where a disturbing murder has taken place, a Catholic priest has appeared severely mutilated in one of the great manors of the area. The aristocratic family was there the night of the murder and they seem to be performing a part in a twisted play when the inspector starts questioning each one of them.