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Wow Update WOW NOTE Some people may think what is she talking about nails on a chalkboard obsessive Yes sometimes but My God in the best of all ways The writing is beyond gorgeous and the story OMG I own this book Sorry not giving it away.When I saw that Steve goodreads member, was reading the not yet released book, A Strangeness in My Mind due out in a couple of days I was a little envious Istanbul A Love letter to a City nobody could write it better than Orhan Pamuk Additional notes below One thing I just realized, whenever I am about to finish reading a book, usually some sketchy ideas or sentences appear in my mind, so that right after I finish it, I can just open Goodreads, rate the book and write those ideas I am also usually satisfied after writing three or four paragraphs, feeling that I have said what I have to say But, I can t do that with Pamuk s books The night I finished this book, I was sitting at my desk with my hands laid on the closed book I was staring past the glare of my computer screen I smiled Yes, I did smile I slept soundly that night too Rather victoriously..I felt that I had just concluded a life story of a dear friend whom I know so well He was in love A love that tortured him, exhilarated him, inspired him to do mad things for normal people Normal meaning people who are not in love Reading this book was not all a joyride There were moments, when obsession really caught Kemal, whom later I called a friend just because I know so much about him, that I wanted to slap him in the face and say Wake up Enough already Stop being this pathetic and get a life, man Of course, he didn t do that I almost stopped reading at this point That is how rich and heavy Pamuk can describe obsession.Then the story took its turn and the mood was changing I was exhausted I read a review somewhere that the love would not end happily as in fairy tales Somehow tragic love story is worth writing, so they say So, I didn t have much hope for the bright light at the end of the tunnel I just wanted to complete the journey I was prepared for the worst But Pamuk is such a master story teller He didn t just give you a relief from this journey He took you to another path A heroic one A path that only a mad person would take Well, mad or brave Or simply in love This crazy friend of mine was not set to build a Taj Mahal for his love But a museum A place where Time becomes Space I know I will never look at a museum in the way I used to.Humorous element gave an extra flavour to the already rich taste in the last part of the book I like when Pamuk himself appeared on the stage and interacted with his own creations, tying up loose ends and wrapping up the story with a victorious last sentence For those who haven t read the book or are still reading it Yes, you can take a peek at it first if you want to But I would rather leave it for later Additional note Finally Michael Silverblatt, the host of KCRW Bookworm podcast, interviewed Orhan Pamuk So far, Silverblatt is the best talk show host for writers Being an avid reader himself, his questions are insightful and often surprising to the writers themselves because he presents a point of view that the writers haven t thought of.You can listen to the podcast here I must confess that for the last five years, I have had a love and hate relationship with Orhan Pamuk I also had a similar relationship with Charles Dickens, but that s another matter altogether Pamuk s style is meticulous and ornate, intensely introspective, sometimes deliberately repetitive, shot through with that particular Turkish kind of melancholy called huzun At his best, his prose achieves a poetic, hypnotic quality that makes My Name Is Red such a compelling, mesmerizing read But what John Updike described as a Proustian arabesques of introspection could also easily devolve into interminable navel gazing that makes wading through his novels, such as The White Castle, a ponderous undertaking This novel is a mixed bag of both the strengths and weaknesses of his style It begins promisingly enough with a love triangle between Kemal, the young scion of one of Istanbul s wealthiest family, Sibel, his Sorbonne educated fianc e, and Fusun, a poor, distant relation who happens to be a nubile 18 year old beauty contest finalist Their illicit romance, consummated in an empty apartment filled with his mother s abandoned possessions surely there s a Freudian subtext here , slowly consumes Kemal s life, and yet he still clings to Sibel, who is not only understanding but is also willing to nurse him through lovesickness for her rival This earlier part of the novel is quite compelling, although the eroticism occasionally veers towards the graphically icky territory As our kisses grew even longer, a honeyed pool of warm saliva gathered in the great cave that was our mouths combined, sometimes leaking a little down our chins However, as Sibel finally gives up on her errant fianc e and Fusun contracts a reputation saving shotgun marriage to an aspiring screenwriter, Kemal and the narrative becomes bogged down in a mire of repetitive, increasingly self indulgent ruminations This part depicts eight years of the characters lives in which the following happens 1 Kemal hangs out with Fusun, her husband, and her parents 2 while with her, he is transcendentally moved by some gesture or words from his beloved 3 he steals collects things that remind him of such moments, such as the soda bottle that she drank from, the saltshaker that she used during dinner, the ceramic dog figurine that sat on top of her TV, cigarette butts all 4,213 of them, meticulously classified according to how they were crushed ,etc He then carefully stores these items in the empty apartment and sometimes mouths them when he misses her 4 he makes feeble, half hearted attempts at producing a movie in which she is going to star in, but is eventually too repulsed by the notion that she will have to do a kissing scene or worse, be pawed over by actors and directors that he never goes through with it 5 Fusun pouts and sulks 6 Kemal is devastated 7 repeat.This goes on for hundreds of pages There is a chapter titled Sometimes in which every sentence begins with that word which contains nothing but random snippets of their daily life It is cute for one or two pages, but exhausting as a chapter length exercise I began to scan the pages How long is this thing going to be on And then suddenly there was a twist in the story and it became good really good I couldn t stop reading and hoping I forgave Kemal for being a borderline creep with his collecting and I forgave Fusun for being so wrapped up in her acting ambition I wanted them to drive away into the sunset in Kemal s 56 Chevrolet and live happily ever after in a Turkish dreamland And it all ends in a sigh a big sigh.And suddenly you understand everything the years of waiting, the lifetime of remembering, the significance of mundane things, the obsession with collecting, and why there is a need for so many museums in this world In poetically well built museums, formed from the heart s compulsions, we are consoled not by finding in them old objects that we love, but by losing sense of Time. I think this will be a short review because i don t want to give too much away This is probably one of the unique books i ve ever read, done completely unpretentiously most of the time i was reading it, i was thoroughly swept up in its melancholy atmosphere, but as the story began to resolve toward the very end, the tone lightened and i happily noted Orhan Pamuk s sense of humor and ability to make fun of himself at least that is how i processed certain things at the end of the book.as a novelized catalog of a very intimate and personal museum, the book cleverly documents one man s Kemal tragic attempt to spend his life happily with the one woman Fus n he truly loves the reader knows from the outset that they are aboard a trainwreck, but it s never clear, despite hints all along the way, how the train will ultimately wreck and what will become of Kemal The reader accompanies Kemal in his besotted state, followed by obsession, and then grief, observing with slight discomfort and sadness Kemal s years collecting various objects connected to Fus n in order to feel close to his beloved Although we don t know until the end what becomes of Kemal or how his story got written, we do know what becomes of his collected objects They are part of a museum and as we learn his story we are introduced to these objects, or perhaps, as we are introduced to these objects, we learn his story I don t know if the five stars will hold up, but i gave it five stars today because i got so entirely wrapped up in the story, and so as it reached its resolution i had expected the opposite to be true, but i was wrong I also feel terrible that i have yet to read Snow, which i have been avoiding since i have been unable to finish My Name is Red and i had heard from several people that Snow is difficult I ve been afraid of it But now i really want to read it And everything else that i have yet to read or finish reading by Orhan Pamuk.ETA 04 12 2012 Life imitates art and becomes real life art Moved up on my To Do list Visit Istanbul. Time had not faded my memories as I had prayed to God it might , nor had it healed my wounds as it is said always to do I began each day with the hope that the next day would be better, my recollections a little less pointed, but I would awake to the same pain, as if a black lamp were burning eternally inside me, radiating darkness Orhan Pamuk, The Museum of InnocenceI must say, when I first started reading this book, I groaned inwardly I had come across it while I was researching the Turkish word huzun melancholia However, I m not a big fan of books with romantic storylines I had my fill as a teen , and when I found out this particular romantic storyline was between two cousins, Kemal, a rich 30 year old who happens to be engaged, and 18 year old Fusun, a poor shopkeeper, I groaned even Kemal is creepy His obsession with Fusun didn t sound believable at all to me He gets to the point of collecting all of Fusun s cigarette butts for his museum which is in honour of her, as well as other knick knacks I don t think many men would collect their loved one s cigarette butts and label them by date collected Kemal reminds me a bit of Bella from Twilight in the sense that he dumps all his friends and family to obsessively mope over his love This particular sort of angst isn t becoming in someone over the age of 16 The book did have some redeeming points I ve never read any books set in Turkey before and Pamuk sets the book in an interesting time period the 1970s when Turkey was still traditional but moving towards the modern On top of that, there s the political unrest I think that made the story slightly interesting Discussions on the clashes of cultures between traditional Turkey and modern Turkey, including Turkish elites who had been educated in Europe and America, were interesting I wish this part had been elaborated because I would have liked a in depth comparison.I got annoyed by the one dimensional portrayal of women I feel that Kemal only fell in love with Fusun because she was beautiful and had entered a beauty pageant Kemal s fianc e stayed with him despite knowing he cheated Women were obviously looked at as mere trophies Then again, that s true in a lot of places even now.I did get a Proustian feel while reading it The protagonist s musings were indeed very introspective but obsessive than Proust s, obsessive to a point that they didn t seem believable, I d say Kemal was definitely absolutely obsessed and extreme but reading his thoughts was interesting Maybe not the best book to read on Christmas day but I m glad I finally read something by Pamuk. An extremely tedious, depressing read I can honestly say that I read the first 150 pages, and then started skimming the rest which I NEVER do, since I love reading in search for dialogue.It is so melancholy and slow It reminded me of being in a room with an extremely self absorbed person, who blabbers on and on, touching the same points over and over again without really any concern if you re listening or not The writing style is also overly detailed, describing dry conversations with business associates, the Turkish movie industry, and one entire chapter was dedicated to a discussion about a clock in Fusun s home Absolutely unnecessary It starts out well enough, with an interesting love triangle between Kemal, Fusun, and Sibel I had high hopes that Kemal would take the high road and do the right thing that is, break off his relationship with Sibel right away and start his pursuit of Fusun But NO I did not feel an ounce of compassion for Kemal s plight He was arrogant enough to think himself lucky to have a fianc e and mistress He considered himself as part of an elite group of men happy enough to entertain the thought of having a wife and lover on the side In short, WHAT AN ASSHOLE I could see that he loved Fusun or at the very least, was infatuated , but he didn t respect her enough to do what was right and break off his engagement to Sibel as soon as he started having an affair I felt extremely frustrated that it was Sibel, NOT Kemal, who eventually broke off the engagement My only consolation is that Kemal later acknowledges that he had been terribly irresponsible Damn rights There was also a significant creep factor to Kemal s obsession with Fusun I can sympathize that a parting gift to remind you of lost love can be soothing But he takes his to a whole new level I hated him describing how he had a pair of her white panties on display in the museum seriously Not cool, dude And how he d mouth certain things he stole from her Ewwww Or how he d try to imitate her and in some way, become Fusun What a nut job But, being the romantic that I am, I rooted for them to end up together in the end And when they finally do, I was elated This whole depressing, awful book had suddenly been worth it And then what happens Fusun dies I won t give away all the details about how that happens, but it left me feeling as if the book had been meaningless Take two irresponsible, immature people, add sex to the equation and what do you get An absolute disaster I had been excited to read this book, as I would love to see Turkey someday and thought it would be an incredible romance But it ended up being horrible I can t believe this book has received so many 4 or 5 star ratings. Goodreads , 4 4. Masumiyet mu zesi The Museum of Innocence, Orhan PamukThe Museum of Innocence Turkish Masumiyet M zesi is a novel by Orhan Pamuk, Nobel laureate Turkish novelist published on August 29, 2008 The book, set in Istanbul between 1975 and 1984, is an account of the love story between the wealthy businessman Kemal and a poorer distant relative of his, F sun 2016 2013 1392 434 9783943147735 20 1394 471 9786006298641 1394 501 9789642950515 1394 `Download Book ↜ Masumiyet Müzesi ⇸ It Was The Happiest Moment Of My Life, Though I Didn T Know It So Begins The New Novel, His First Since Winning The Nobel Prize, From The Universally Acclaimed Author Of Snow And My Name Is Red It Is , A Perfect Spring In Istanbul Kemal, Scion Of One Of The City S Wealthiest Families, Is About To Become Engaged To Sibel, Daughter Of Another Prominent Family, When He Encounters F Sun, A Beautiful Shopgirl And A Distant Relation Once The Long Lost Cousins Violate The Code Of Virginity, A Rift Begins To Open Between Kemal And The World Of The Westernized Istanbul Bourgeosie A World, As He Lovingly Describes It, With Opulent Parties And Clubs, Society Gossip, Restaurant Rituals, Picnics, And Mansions On The Bosphorus, Infused With The Melancholy Of Decay Until Finally He Breaks Off His Engagement To Sibel But His Resolve Comes Too Late For Eight Years Kemal Will Find Excuses To Visit Another Istanbul, That Of The Impoverished Backstreets Where F Sun, Her Heart Now Hardened, Lives With Her Parents, And Where Kemal Discovers The Consolations Of Middle Class Life At A Dinner Table In Front Of The Television His Obsessive Love Will Also Take Him To The Demimonde Of Istanbul Film Circles Where He Promises To Make F Sun A Star , A Scene Of Seedy Bars, Run Down Cheap Hotels, And Small Men With Big Dreams Doomed To Bitter Failure In His Feckless Pursuit, Kemal Becomes A Compulsive Collector Of Objects That Chronicle His Lovelorn Progress And His Afflicted Heart S Reactions Anger And Impatience, Remorse And Humiliation, Deluded Hopes Of Recovery, And Daydreams That Transform Istanbul Into A Cityscape Of Signs And Specters Of His Beloved, From Whom Now He Can Extract Only Meaningful Glances And Stolen Kisses In Cars, Movie Houses, And Shadowy Corners Of Parks A Last Change To Realize His Dream Will Come To An Awful End Before Kemal Discovers That All He Finally Can Possess, Certainly And Eternally, Is The Museum He Has Created Of His Collection, This Map Of A Society S Manners And S, And Of One Man S Broken HeartA Stirring Exploration Of The Nature Of Romantic Attachment And Of The Mysterious Allure Of Collecting, The Museum Of Innocence Also Plumbs The Depths Of An Istanbul Half Western And Half Traditional Its Emergent Modernity, Its Vast Cultural History This Is Orhan Pamuk S Greatest Achievement