BreathnaĂmid ar cheann de na hĂșdair is conspĂłidĂ i litrĂocht an domhain, is dĂłcha: JD Salinger. ar fĂ©idir linn a gcuid oibre a mheas ina iomlĂĄine in a toirt iomlĂĄn cosĂșil leis an gceann a chuireann an cĂĄs spĂ©isiĂșil seo i lĂĄthair:
Ag lĂ©amh beagnach gach ceann de shaothar Salinger, an smaoineamh ar chontrĂĄrthacht an duine shibhialta, na nua-aoise, an choimhthiĂș, an chodarsnacht a cheapann imeacht na hĂłige sona go rĂ©altacht gharbh, coincheap na sĂceapaite mar rud nach bhfeictear . nĂ fachtĂłir nĂĄdĂșrtha daonna Ă© a thuilleadh, truicear fĂ©ideartha atĂĄ ann i gcĂłnaĂ. Is Ă© atĂĄ i gceist le Salinger a lĂ©amh nĂĄ Ă© a shĂ©anadh agus imnĂ a dhĂ©anamh ag an am cĂ©anna, glacadh leis an bhfĂrĂ©antacht, an aisteach, na smaointe dorcha a scaoiltear sa litrĂocht Ăł shamhailteach faoin sĂ©arach coinsiasa, saincheaptha agus morĂĄltachta.
Taobh amuigh de smaointe nĂł de choincheapa a dâfhĂ©adfadh teacht chun cinn nuair a dhĂ©anann tĂș iarracht an mĂ©id atĂĄ lĂ©ite agat a lĂ©irmhĂniĂș, dar liomsa, mar lĂ©itheoir simplĂ, uaireanta feictear domsa go deimhin, mar a chuala mĂ© nĂos mĂł nĂĄ uair amhĂĄin, go n-Ă©irĂonn rĂł-rĂĄtĂĄil ar shaothar Salinger sa litrĂocht, an-rĂłrĂĄiteach. CĂ© go bhfuil sĂ© fĂor go gceapaim ag amanna eile go bhfĂ©adfadh rudaĂ seasamh suas ar bhealach Ă©igin ... lig dom a mhĂniĂș:
Cad is litrĂocht mar lĂ©iriĂș ealaĂonta, daonnĂșil nĂł intleachtĂșil? Is cinnte nach fĂ©idir le neamhshuim a bheith ar cheann de na lĂ©irithe deiridh. Nuair a chrĂochnaĂonn tĂș leabhar agus is fĂ©idir leat leanĂșint ar aghaidh, an dara ceann ina dhiaidh sin, ag friochadh roinnt croquettes agus tĂș ag cailliĂșint do radharc i rĂ©amhaisnĂ©is na haimsire, ciallaĂonn sĂ© sin nĂĄr fhreastail an leabhar ort ar chor ar bith, nĂor chuidigh sĂ© leat. Am caillte.
Sin Ă© an fĂĄth go bhfuil sĂ© dochreidte go bhfĂĄgann an cĂĄiliĂșil âThe Catcher in the Ryeâ forais ... bâfhĂ©idir nach dtaitneodh sĂ© leat toisc go measann tĂș gur duine craiceĂĄilte mĂthaitneamhach Ă© a charachtar. NĂł bâfhĂ©idir gur toisc go bhfuil an dearcadh atĂĄ aige ar an domhan, a thĂ©ann trĂd an ĂșrscĂ©al iomlĂĄn, cosĂșil le fearg an dĂ©agĂłra ortsa, cosĂșil le dearcadh aon duine a chuaigh trĂd an aois sin nuair a bhĂonn tĂș, go beacht, ag fulaingt Ăł fhĂs iomlĂĄn den domhan. .. Is Ă© an pointe, chun feabhais nĂł nĂos measa, tugann "Catcher in the Rye" rud, gan amhras. Is Ă an cheist nĂĄ a mhĂniĂș an bhfuil sĂ© suntasach go leor a mheas go gcuireann sĂ© rud fiĂșntach ...
Agus..., ĂĄfach, chuir an t-ĂșrscĂ©al cĂĄiliĂșil go mĂłr le meon suaite mar Chapman (dĂșnmharfĂłir Lennon), John Hinckley Jr (feallmharĂș frustrachais ar Ronald Reagan, cĂ© gur Ă©irigh leis pilĂ©ar a chur ina scamhĂłg) agus Laoi Harvey Oswald (seo assassin de Kennedy) nĂł fiĂș Robert John BardĂł, dĂșnmharfĂłir an aisteora Rebecca Lucile Schaeffer. D'admhaigh gach duine acu an paisean atĂĄ acu don ĂșrscĂ©al seo, agus iad ag teacht in Ă©ineacht leo roinnt uaireanta sa nĂłimĂ©ad cinniĂșnach.
An gciallaĂonn sĂ© seo gur ĂșrscĂ©al Ă© "Catcher in the Rye" le roinnt cumhachta nĂł maighnĂ©adais? NĂł an ĂĄbhar de mhiotas fĂ©in-chothaithe Ă© ag na sĂceapataigh atĂĄ ar dualgas?
NĂ shamhlĂłdh JD Salinger riamh dâfheachtas fĂłgraĂochta chomh aisteach agus chomh gealtach sin. Ach tĂĄ rudaĂ mar seo. Agus sna StĂĄit Aontaithe tĂĄ a lĂĄn arm agus miotas Ă©asca.
Is Ă© an t-aon bhealach ar fĂ©idir a fhios againn mĂĄ chuireann an t-ĂșrscĂ©al diabhal scrĂbhneoir maith i bhfolach (rud a bheadh ââcosĂșil le bheith in ann luach deiridh an tsaothair a chinneadh), nĂĄ fĂ©achaint ar an gcuid eile dĂĄ leabhar. NĂl mĂłrĂĄn tagartha ann. Tar Ă©is The Catcher in the Rye, nĂor scrĂobh Salinger ach trĂ leabhar eile. Ar aon nĂłs, seo linn:
Na leabhair go léir le JD Salinger
Naoi scéal
Is cinnte go bhfuil naoi gcinn ann, tĂĄ a fhios ag Salinger conas a chomhaireamh (cĂĄineadh saor in aisce do chĂ©imĂ simplistic). Naoi scĂ©al iad seo nach bhfuil mĂłrĂĄn comhleanĂșnachais fhoirmeĂĄlta ag baint leo ach a dtacaĂonn rĂșn suaite an Ășdair go dian leo.
I go leor acu leanann an t-Ășdar ag cumadh scĂ©alta Ăł choimhlint na hĂłgĂĄntachta. NĂ mĂłr a aithint go dtugann an tacar, ĂĄfach, panorama Ă©agsĂșil inar fĂ©idir linn greann nĂos follĂĄine a fhĂĄil idir an dorchadas agus an dĂĄna.
Is Ă© an scĂ©al is fearr le haghaidh EsmĂ©, le grĂĄ agus sordidity, ĂĄit a bhfaighimid scĂ©al grĂĄ casta, leis an nĂłisean suaite a bhfuiltear ag sĂșil leis faoin gcaoi ar fĂ©idir le daoine teacht i ngrĂĄ, i dtuairim an Ășdair...
TĂĄ an t-imleabhar crĂochnaithe: The Man Who Laughs, TrĂ©imhse Ghorm Daumier-Smith, Uncail Wigglily i Connecticut, In the Hammock, Just Before the War with the Eskimos, Pretty Mouth agus Green My Eyes, Teddy, LĂĄ Foirfe dĂł Ăisc banana.
Franny agus Zooey
Is cuid den ĂșrscĂ©al gach carachtar. Sa chuid de Franny uaireanta creathann an scĂ©al faoi fhionnachtain na farce maireachtĂĄla.
NĂ dhĂ©anfaidh aon nĂ nĂos fearr nĂĄ carachtar aisteora bogadh idir ficsean agus rĂ©altacht, idir an fhĂrinne fhorchurtha a chrĂochnaĂonn ag iarraidh glĂłir an fhicsin a bhaint amach chun deireadh a chur le frustrachas.
TĂĄ cuid Zooey nĂos moille, uaireanta tedious ina chuid tuairiscĂ. TĂ©ann Zooey trĂ dhroch-am i dteaghlach Glass (saga mĂłr le rĂĄ an Ășdair atĂĄ le feiceĂĄil mar Guadiana i measc a chuid oibre gonta) nuair a fheiceann sĂ© conas a chliseann struchtĂșr an teaghlaigh mar gheall ar Franny, an deirfiĂșr bheag.
Scriosann iarracht an Ășdair cur sĂos a dhĂ©anamh ar na mionsonraĂ an rud a dâfhĂ©adfadh a bheith ina scĂ©al pearsanta spĂ©isiĂșil i criathar peann ĂĄirithe Salinger. Ach go beacht mar gheall air seo, Ăłs rud Ă© gur Salinger atĂĄ ann, dâfhĂ©adfaimis a bheith ag sĂșil go dtitfeadh muid isteach sa chlaochlĂș seo ar an litrĂocht go hinsint mhaslach.
Ardaigh, siĂșinĂ©irĂ, bhĂoma an dĂn agus Seymour
DhĂĄ scĂ©al fhada atĂĄ fite fuaite le scĂ©alta a dĂșradh roimhe seo. Cuireann go leor daoine an milleĂĄn ar mhainneachtain choibhneasta na hoibre seo as cinneadh an Ășdair litrĂocht a thrĂ©igean.
Leath-neamhthuiscint, leath tuisceana ar bluff liteartha åirithe... Cé a fhios? Is é an pointe nå når chuir eachtraà na Gloinà agus eachtraà Seymour go håirithe isteach ar léitheoirà Meiriceånacha go hiomlån.
An chĂ©ad scĂ©al: Ăirigh, siĂșinĂ©irĂ, cuireann an bhĂoma dĂon muid i lĂĄthair na bainise frustrachais Seymour. Buddy, tĂ©ann a dhearthĂĄir chuig teaghlach na brĂdeoige agus le chĂ©ile dĂ©anann siad iarracht na cĂșiseanna atĂĄ leis an groom teifeach a fhĂĄil.
Rud a chuireann an solas i ndĂĄirĂre faoi dheireadh nĂĄ na splĂ©achtaĂ siar ar shaol Seymour roimh an nĂłimĂ©ad sin agus dĂĄ Ă©is. Cuireann an dara cuid Buddy os ĂĄr gcomhair arĂs os comhair ĂomhĂĄ shaol a dhearthĂĄr, Ădithe cheana fĂ©in ag a chinneadh fĂ©in.
Tagann mothĂșchĂĄn na hinsinte as an scaradh a chuireann Buddy in iĂșl, cosĂșil le fear atĂĄ tiomanta don stĂłcachas nĂł don nihilism chun teacht i ngleic leis an tragĂłid.
An gabhĂĄlaĂ sa seagal
Is beag duine iad siĂșd nĂĄr lĂ©igh an t-ĂșrscĂ©al seo go fĂłill. I bhfianaise a bhfuil nochtaithe agam cheana i bprĂłifĂl ghinearĂĄlta an Ășdair a ĂdĂonn sĂ© seo, a shĂĄrshaothar speisialta, is fĂ©idir le duine tĂș fĂ©in a ullmhĂș le lĂ©amh le gach cineĂĄl claontachta.
Sa deireadh amhĂĄin beidh ort do chonclĂșidĂ a tharraingt. Agus is lĂ©ir, nuair a dhĂșnann tĂș an leabhar, nach dtosĂłidh tĂș ag friochadh croquettes agus tĂș ag fĂ©achaint go seachrĂĄineach ar rĂ©amhaisnĂ©is na haimsire ar an teilifĂs.