No sooner has he arrived, however, than we discover that Ka's motivations are not purely journalistic; for in Kars, once a province of Ottoman and then Russian glory, and now a cultural gray-zone of poverty and paralysis, there is also Ipek, a radiant friend of Ka's youth, lately divorced, whom he has never forgotten. As a snowstorm, the fiercest in memory, descends on the town and seals it off from the modern, Westernized world that has always been Ka's frame of reference, he finds himself drawn in unexpected directions: not only headlong toward the unknowable Ipek and the desperate hope for love, or at least a wife, that she embodies, but also into the maelstrom of a military coup staged to restrain the local Islamist radicals, and even toward God, whose existence Ka has never before allowed himself to contemplate.
In this surreal confluence of emotion and spectacle, Ka begins to tap his dormant creative powers, producing poem after poem in untimely, irresistible bursts of inspiration. But not until the snows have melted and the political violence has run its bloody course will Ka discover the fate of his bid to seize a last chance for happiness.
©2007 Orhan Pamuk; (P)2007 Random House Inc.
"Ka's rediscovery of God and poetry in a desolate place makes the novel's sadness profound and moving." (Publishers Weekly)
"Pamuk's gift for the evocative image remains one of this novel's great pleasures: Long after I finished this book, in the blaze of the Washington summer, my thoughts kept returning to Ka and Ipek in the hotel room, looking out at the falling snow." (Ruth Franklin, Washington Post Book World)
Hearing John Lee narrate Pamuk's work is always a pleasure. Although even his talent feels a bit worn out by the end of this long, intricate, and sometimes tedious saga.
Only if they loved "Istanbul," "Strangeness in My Mind," and "My Name Is Red." I heard all these recently and like the Turkish settings, real and imaginary, old and new. But these titles require patience and an inherent interest in Ottoman or contemporary Turkish themes. "Snow" is ranked usually as one of Pamuk's two best books, along with "Red." Still, even at its peaks, these stories have a lot of languid passages and considerable, mundane detail.
The conversation between the educational director and the Islamic firebrand. Followed by the first performance at the National Theater. These are linked as are many events over four days of the "little revolution in Kars" during a snowfall that is real and also metaphorical.
No, too much to take in. Best to hear a few chapters at a time, and as with his other books, not to worry if some conversations or observations slip by. Pamuk packs a lot into his work. I am not sure he needs to stuff his titles so heavily. Humor and levity might go a long way.
While I liked the political observations about Kemalist Turkey in the mid-1990s, the book lacked a sympathetic protagonist. I also felt that the author "Orhan" investigating the "Tragedy of Kars" four years later gave away some end-points and wearied this listener. Editing his work down might do Pamuk a service. You drift off in so many sighs and woes.
Favorite so far
The political meetings with Blue
I would not have John Lee narrate
Pamuk's use of prose and language is unparalleled on the modern stage. This sad and surprising tale is well-crafted by the author and well-performed by John Lee.
Perhaps because Orhan Pamuk won the nobel peace prize I expected a better novel. A credit wasted looking for a great book. I'll keep my search but not on the Nobel Laureate books.
What a story, loved it's historical value; and John Lee did an amazing job narrating, but it really seemed to drag on endlessly.
A beautiful book read with similar beauty.
I never wanted to stop listening.
There is a hypnotic quality to the reading, but reality is never far away as the events of the story continually force their way into the literary music and dreamy descriptions.
Politics, religion, love, and literature manage to communicate with each other in the snowy border city of Kars.
the literary value is great but the subject is maudlin. Good political commentary mixed with human situation.
After listening to hundreds of audiobooks, I could not finish this one. I agree with the reviewer who states that Mr Pamuk rehashes his characters over and over until they are lifeless. The constant forshadowing of doom is overbearing as well. Too bad, since there are some beautiful moments, but I couldn't tolerate it.
Snow particles have unique structure but each have an special shape different from other particles exactly like people .snow particle dissolve immediately after reaching ground and soon after forming like time and like events .so novel is about snow .not only this but the novel itself is like snow particle . With a sophisticated and delicate engineering but very soft and natural . With facing mirrors and many parallel and vertical axises .this is the best way for showing hot middle east conflicts .peoples who are originally the same with same instincts with different ideologies fighting and killing each other . K is Orhan in different time ,snow over snow!!.BLU is originally same SONEI both are extremist first Islamist and second atheist both of them are snow particles .they are ruling and playing with people but both of them will be covered with snow .snow is sad and depressing but simultaneously sign of hope because shows everything is passing and covered by snow Babak Zamani MD
It was too long
He is familiar with pamuk
Yes but I had no time
Thank you for audiobooks it changed my life
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