| Title | : | The Inheritors |
| Author | : | |
| Rating | : | |
| ISBN | : | 0156443791 |
| ISBN-10 | : | 9780156443791 |
| Language | : | English |
| Format Type | : | Paperback |
| Number of Pages | : | 240 |
| Publication | : | First published January 1, 1955 |
From the author of Lord of the Flies, The Inheritors is a startling recreation of the lost world of the Neanderthals, and a frightening vision of the beginning of a new age.
The Inheritors Reviews
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The Inheritors, William Golding
Sir William Gerald Golding, was a British novelist, playwright, and poet. Best known for his debut novel Lord of the Flies. Golding, won the 1983 Nobel Prize for Literature.
The Inheritors is an imaginative reconstruction of the life of a band of Neanderthals. Eight Neanderthals encounter another race of beings like themselves, yet strangely different. This new race, Homo sapiens, fascinating in their skills and sophistication, terrifying in their cruelty, sense of guilt, and incipient corruption, spell doom for the more gentle folk whose world they will inherit.
تاریخ نخستین خوانش روز بیست و یک ماه می سال2019میلادی
عنوان: وارثان؛ اثر: ویلیام جرالد گلدینگ؛ مترجمها: هادی عظیمی‌آشتیانی، مريم كاشف‌الحق؛ تهران، نشر یاس بهشت، سال1397؛ در344ص؛ شابک9789649916989؛ موضوع داستانهای نویسدگان بریتانیا - سده20م
هشت «نئاندرتال» با نژاد دیگری از موجودات شبیه خودشان، اما به طرز عجیبی دیگرگونه روبرو میشوند؛ این نژاد تازه، انسان‌های خردمند، که در مهارت‌ها و پیچیدگی‌هایشان شگفت‌انگیز، در ظلم، احساس گناه، و فساد وحشت‌آور هستند، عذابی را برای مردمانشان به ارث خواهند گذاشت؛ تصویری که نویسنده از انسان‌های نخستین (نئاندرتال‌ها) ارائه می‌نمایند، تصویر انسان‌هایی است که هرگزی در بحرانی‌ترین لحظات زندگی، به هیچ نوع از وحشیگری و خوی دد منشی، روی نمی‌آورند، و حتی بحرا‌ن‌ها را با خیراندیشی، دوری از پلیدی، سادگی، و با صفای درونی پشت سر می‌گذارند، آنها هرگز دست به خون‌ریزی نزده، به خشونت متوسل نشده، طبیعت را نابود نکرده، و هرگزی به هم‌نوعانشان آسیب نمی‌رسانند، و حتی زمانی‌که با نخستین انسان‌های مدرن که خون‌ریزی نموده، و اعمال زشت و جنایت‌کارانه انجام می‌دهند، روبرو میشوند، ولی آنها شیوه ی زندگی به دور از خشونت خون‌ریزی و دوری از جنایت را پی می‌گیرند؛ اگرچه آنها از نظر ظاهری، فیزیکی، جسمی، و بعضی رویکردها، شباهت بسیار به حیوانات دارند، اما هماره عشق به هم‌نوع، محبت و صمیمیت، که لازمه ی یک زندگانی به دور از خشونت در جوامع انسانی می‌باشد را، در همگی رفتارهای خویش، و در همگی حالات از خود بروز می‌دهند؛ «گلدینگ»، نویسنده این کتاب و کتاب «ارباب مگس ها»، در سال1983میلادی برنده ی «جایزه نوبل ادبیات» شدند
تاریخ بهنگام رسانی 31/02/1401هجری خورشیدی؛ ا. شربیانی -
I read this twice in close succession. I read it, then I read it again. The two readings were necessary, and not because
William Golding failed in any way, but because his novel,
The Inheritors welcomes so much failure from his readers -- I don't say this lightly.
I taught this for the first time this year, and it was beyond my first year university students.
The Inheritors challenges. It challenges readers to work hard. It challenges readers to pay attention. It challenges readers to empathize. It challenges readers to think about themselves and humanity. It challenges readers to consider other ways of seeing the world. It challenges readers to question the things they hold true. It challenges readers to look in the mirror. It challenges readers to actually read!
The Inheritors is a damning criticism of us and what makes us us. It is an attack on the civilizing drive of humans and a call to consider the wreckage we left behind and continue to create.
Mostly it is a scream into a vaccuum that swallows all sound, reminding me of my favourite contemporary authors, like
ki hope, who can imagine others that the rest of us wouldn't even remember let alone imagine. It reminds me how much I miss the people (... or that person ...) that voice such important messages.
The Inheritors is a difficult read. But a necessary one for anyone who cares about life and living. -
Reading this I have a sense of journeying into the author's interior life, in a steamboat, chugging upstream. The jungle closes in around us and fog descends on the water. Cut the engine. This is the
Heart of Darkness. The author's cry is short: the horror, the horror.
Golding was working as a teacher when he wrote
Lord of the Flies and this is his second novel, which deals with a group of Neanderthals encountering a group of the more sophisticated Cro-Magnons. Working as teacher and dealing with schoolboys provided all the inspiration and material he needed for the two novels. Thinking of them, I have a picture of a troubled man waist, then shoulder, deep in boys, only a slender cane to prevent the broiling mass of savagery from boiling over. That savagery, however, was within him. The fiction sprung from his head, fully formed and armed, not those of his pupils, who with their satchels' and shining morning faces, unwilling crept to school.
His first two books work together with The Inheritors reinforcing the point made by Lord of the Flies. It is not simply that modern people are horrible - they always were so, not just as children but even in prehistory. We observe Golding's ancestors who will inherit the earth. They lie, they are violent, they do and make strange things contrary to the natural order. Their teeth remember the wolf. They can harbour murderous intent against each other. It is the Neanderthals who provide an optimistic picture of what humans might have been.
The artistry of this novel is that, with the exception of the very end of the book, it is written from the point of view of the Neanderthals. Golding seeks to take us in to the mind of one of them, Lok, perhaps the dimmest of the group. The use of language has to be understandable but alien, unmodern. Just as the story is set in England that is not yet England, but still Eden so too the language has to take us back before the Fall.
Here are some examples that I'll set aside in spoiler text for the benefit of anyone who wishes to read this novel and find its surprises for themselves: .
Golding's Neanderthals, unlike his imagined children, are innocent and presented as part of the natural order. They flow with the current and cannot conceive of any alternative. The structure of their minds seems to prevent them from escaping innocence, they cannot break Nature's social union. They seem even incapable of sexual violence towards each other (a concern for Golding who assaulted a teenaged girl as a young man, you can see these first two novels as driven by the memory of that). Nor will they kill an animal but will only scavenge those killed by other beasts.
Their nature has to be sweet to be in absolute contrast to the modern humans. These are creatures born of Thomas Hobbes' imagination; fearful, inventive and dangerous. They are capable of anything, they travel against the current, up stream, up and over a waterfall. They will not live in nature's embrace. Yet the Neanderthals can only look on them with wonder, apprehension and love.
The introduction makes play with the difference between Golding's parents. His father representing a rational and scientific outlook, his mother a more mystical and spiritual one. In Lord of the Flies those elements are mixed among the boys here Golding creates a sense of a deeper cleavage, the mystical and the spiritual are modern human modes of being that don't seem even to approximate the Neanderthals pure existence in nature. So completely a part of it that disobedience and sin would be impossible for them.
I am still not sure what to make of this novel, here is another genuine spoiler -
Mal was strong and find much food. But Mal die. He sleep in belly of Oa now.
Ha is strong but Ha fall in water. Oh no! Ha not like water!
Lok is strong but Lok stupid. Lok not make good mind pictures.
Lok look for Ha and smell other man. Who is other man?
Doug not care.
Doug bored.
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This is a downright experimental novel, not so much because of the form, but the angle: Golding tries to evoke the mental attitude of a former human species. It is often said that he takes the perspective of a Neanderthal, and perhaps Golding may have intended that when he wrote this in 1954, but the designation is nowhere in this novel, nor is it really relevant. Because the problem is that one is inclined to mirror the current knowledge of the life of the real Neanderthals (or at least the theories on them) against what Golding makes of it, and of course you have to conclude that several of his asumptions were wrong.
No, I think it makes more sense to approach this novel as an alternative attempt by Golding to look at our human species, the 'homo sapiens', basically as he did in
Lord of the Flies, his best-known book, that he wrote just before this one. 'Lord of the Flies' was genial in its simplicity, and shocking in its sketch of the inhumane side of man, through supposedly innocent children. In 'The Inheritors', Golding uses a more primitive human form to look from a distance at the new/different humans, in whom we clearly recognize our species, the 'homo sapiens'. And the bottom line is clear: the supposedly more primitive species may have only a limited form of communication (they talk about abstract images in the form of 'pictures'), and still moves on 4 limbs, but it forms a close-knit, caring group with warm feelings for each other; the new people on the contrary are noisy, use extensive language, have rituals and are very ingenious, but are also downright violent towards each other and towards strangers, and they also have a hierarchical relationship. That contrast is very clear, and once again very derogatory for our species.
In this novel Golding mainly uses the perspective of the earlier, more primitive human form, and especially of the young male Lok. Lok tries to interpret everything he sees, hears and smells as well as possible, out of a good-natured and open naiveté. Communication takes place through images, in which certain phenomena are named in a very inadequate and for us often incomprehensible way. That makes the reading of this novel a heavy burden. Regularly the meaning of what was written or said, escaped me, because I did not understand exactly what was referred to, and perhaps that was what Golding intended. In that sense, the experiment certainly was successful, but it makes it very difficult for a reader to empathize with the story.
Personally, I am quite averse to romantic depictions in the genre of the 'noble savage', and that is something that really bothered me in this novel: the primitive Lok and his group are clearly presented as more 'human', more humane, than the new 'civilised' species. This is done without the subtlety that can be found in Lord of the Flies. In that sense, I think Golding's experiment has failed. But his attempt to recreate the mental world of another kind of human species is certainly a fascinating and commendable experiment. -
William Golding has a very low opinion of the homo sapiens. He has made it clear in
Lord of the Flies, where a group of boys stranded on an island after a plane crash very soon revert to savagery. In this book, Golding makes another damning accusation: we are the dominant and successful species because of our savagery.
The book is written from the POV of the Neanderthals, a species of hominids who disappeared from prehistory as humanity advanced triumphantly. Even though we still do not know the reasons for their disappearance fully, Golding is pretty sure - they were wiped out by the murderous homo sapiens. In this book, we see these peaceful race ruthlessly subjugated and then wiped out by the stronger species.
What Golding does through this narrative is not provide a plausible reason for the disappearance of the Neanderthals: what he does is to hold a mirror up and force one to look inside oneself, on what makes one human. And what the reader sees is not pleasant. -
The Inheritors is a rare attempt to portray the human race from the outside looking in: told from the point of view of a group of Neanderthals having their first, fatal, encounter with this new and dangerously clever species.
As a palaeontological study this book may not be strictly accurate or even fully convincing, but as a prose experiment it's frankly astonishing and exactly the sort of thing top-level novelists should be trying to do. The efforts to give us a sense of how life was lived for a more primitive (sub-)species can be very moving. The extended family unit in the book has a basic language, a sense of common purpose which borders on the telepathic, and an ability – ‘so nearly like thinking’ as Golding puts it at one point – to form mental ‘pictures’ of possible consequences and communicate them to others.
We know, of course, that Neanderthals didn't last, and Golding makes the most of this in-built pathos from the very start. ‘The people’ are painted as a peaceful group, whose primitive, quasi-religious beliefs mean they are reluctant to kill other animals. Their encounter with Homo sapiens will show them that other creatures have no such qualms. Golding's moral – that humans attained their prominence only because they were unusually destructive – can be argued with, but is no less powerful when dramatised like this.
Actually, let me turn that around and say: Golding's moral may be powerful, but it can still be argued with. The book has been rightly praised for its unflinching assessment of the human character, but to make his point he has to ignore those facts that go against it. It's probably disingenuous to portray the Neanderthals as nature-loving folk who abhor murder; what makes humans destructive is not a qualitative difference with other animals, but an intelligence which allows us to be cruel on a much larger scale.
And further: that intelligence also allows us to go beyond animal instinct, which means that as well as increased cruelty there is also sympathy. What bothers me is not the book's argument, which is brilliantly made, but rather a response to the book which assumes that this is the whole story.
Lok's final death-cry will stay with you, and so will the melancholy thoughts of one of the humans, who sails away wondering futilely, ‘Who would sharpen a point against the darkness of the world?’ People who want to look at our species through rose-tinted glasses need these reminders. But equally, those who want to see us as purely cruel and instinctive are taking Golding's message without remembering the crucial point that his species is able to write a book at all, and willing at least to try to inhabit the thoughts and feelings of others. This novel is a dark and wonderful thesis, but its existence holds the clue to its own counter-argument. -
The story of the gentle, mostly vegetarian Neanderthal tribe that is all but obliterated in a meeting with wandering Homo sapiens. Told almost entirely from the viewpoint of Lok, a slightly dim Neanderthal "with many words and no pictures," it’s an interesting story and a sad one.
But the power of the tale is softened considerably by Golding’s laborious, descriptive prose. At times I found it very hard to understand what was going on, as the Homo sapiens’ activities – drinking wine, portaging boats, arguing – were described in Lok’s terms at length, with little clarity. Discounting those passages, the novel was a good one, capped off quite amazingly with two more narrative voices. First we see Lok as a hairy “creature,” an “it,” and then finally we hear the story from the view of one of the humans, who, it turns out, are as scared and confused as the Neanderthals, whom they consider fierce devils. A skillful comment on how far humans have come from a natural state of innocence, acceptance and wonder. -
Golding is a wonderful writer and this is a tremendously thought-provoking work. It has something to tell us about 'the fall of man' and the loss of innocence. Golding imagines the great forests at the crossover point for Neanderthals and Homo Sapiens. It is deeply tragic and quite shockingly violent. We see the world from the Neanderthals' point of view; they are in many ways like us but lack our imagination, clarity of thought, adaptability and (most sadly) our greed and brutality. This is not an easy book to read as it is written as if we are looking at the world from the Neanderthal perspective and with a less analytical mind. A masterpiece.
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I am in awe of this book, Golding's craft, and his work in general (I have also read "Lord of the Flies" and "Darkness Visible"). The writing itself, whatever one thinks of the plot, is transcendent. I am impressed by what must have been prodigious research on Golding’s part to gain insight in the world of the Neanderthals, about whose specific reality modern man can only speculate. Whatever the Neanderthals lacked in intellectual capability, they more than made up for in their ability to use their senses, especially that of smell. As well as their possible telekinetic activity, which would have been unencumbered by more advanced intellectual processes. Golding's Neanderthals have an intuitive grasp of their world that is lacking in the modern human; on the other hand, the Neanderthals also live more wholly at the mercy of "Oa" (Mother Earth). The innocence of the Neanderthals is endearing, the "new people" Homo sapiens are dangerous and menacing. I felt compassion for the Neanderthals, and contempt for "the new people". The emotion that binds both species together is fear; -IE- Homo sapiens refer to the Neanderthals as "devils"; Fa tells Lok that “the new people are frightened of the air”.
The prose within "The Inheritors" is highly poetic; Golding paints an intricate portrait of a primeval landscape, such as our planet will probably never experience again; this description in itself adds to the atmosphere of suspense the author creates in this novel. It is not just that landscape in itself that is impressionable, but also how it is perceived by the Neanderthals and their "mind-dream-pictures"; -IE- the heightened colors seen by Lok during his hangover from the honey-drink. Golding shrouds his worlds in mystery to create a background of heightened effect, which becomes an integral part of the story; Richard Wagner used a similar technique by employing the orchestra as an additional "voice" in “Der Ring des Nibelungen”. One of the major themes of this book focuses on the evolution of innocence into corruption; a problem that unfortunately still exists in humans today. Another theme is that of the Machiavellian nature of mankind as a whole, specifically in how that behaviour was starting to evolve in Golding's portrait of Homo sapiens. I actually think this work is more engaging than the more commercially accessible LOTF (and certainly more so than the experimental-yet-inconsistent "Darkness Visible”). Golding is a recent discovery of mine, and I am looking forward to reading more of his work. -
This might sound silly, but this small book of simple language confounded me. The story is told, not just by a Neanderthal, but by the dumbest Neanderthal in the book. His struggle to comprehend the changing world around him and to pin down the advanced technology of modern humans with concepts he could understand made parts of this story completely baffling. He sees boats as logs and paddles as leaves and representations of things as the real things they represent. It's a testament to Golding's brilliance that he could stage a whole book this way. This is definitely something I'm going to have to read a second time and maybe then I can give it a better rating.
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Tough read especially early on. There were times when I thought quitting would save me from some stress, but I read a few reviews, got my bearings and remembered why I wanted to read this in the first place. I’ll spare the synopses, I’m sure you’ve read them all before.
Give this one room to breathe. Take your time. There’s some hidden beauty here, buried in the density of the prose. Be careful to reread when you have the instinct to as well. I found I could have easily missed some critical plot points had I failed to recognize that I had started to day-dream instead of read.
Finally, take your time to admire how the story is told and the beauty of some of the language:
“Who would sharpen a point against the darkness of the world?” -
A last tribe of Neanderthals (the People) arrive in their Summer home – a rocky outcrop near the top of a large waterfall. Peaceful hunter gatherers with an earth-mother religion, they do not understand tools, nor can they formulate complex thoughts, they speak simply and also they communicate telepathically through pictures. One day they smell strangers nearby and gradually the become aware of a tribe of Homo Sapiens (the new people) who have come up the river in dug out canoes and are camping on a river island. The new people steal the Neanderthal children and kill the tribe elders, only Lok and Fa, a man and woman, are left, and they set out to rescue the children.
Despite being written in simple language this is quite a difficult book to read. This is because WIlliam Golding has chosen to tell the story in style that suggest a Neanderthal mindset. Though it’s written in the third person the narration is skewed to suggest the protagonist - Lok’s - view. As he spies on the homo sapiens a lot of their behaviour is alien to him. He also has a strange way of describing everything — from the geography of places to interactions between characters — there is sometimes no distinction in his observations between the real and unreal and this gives the story a dream like quality that is often hard to follow.
The Neanderthals in the book are verging on that cliché of the simple, peaceful tribal people who, once again, represent humans before the fall, before consciousness. Where as the homo sapiens are more badly behaved, drinking, killing, beating etc. Stylistically it is an interesting device to use the writing to suggest the Neanderthal mind, I think it works really well but throws up lots of issues. At two points the narration jarred for me, when Lok used the words: ‘make love’, which sounded too twentieth century and also at another point when Golding stepped away from Lok’s view to give an authorial comment, and I can’t remember why, otherwise the style works really well. One of the other strange side effect though was that at the end when the narration switches to a Homo sapiens man’s view, he is suddenly starling sophisticated by comparison in the way he formulates ideas. The distinction works well but also makes the Homo sapiens feel very advanced.
The book's introduction suggests that Neanderthals didn’t have language, which makes sense, language is what separates us from other animals, it is the start of abstract thought and duality - separating and portioning everything out and printed words suggest that so strongly too, so maybe it would be impossible to use written language to create a Neanderthal view of the world, but Golding has given it a damn good try! -
Ίσως και 3,5 αστέρια, μόνο και μόνο χάριν των δύο τελευταίων κεφαλαίων. Το εγχείρημα της περιγραφής της καθημερινότητας και του - αμφιλεγόμενου ακόμη και από τους σημερινούς επιστήμονες - τέλους των Νεάντερταλ εξαιτίας της έλευσης του Homo Sapiens, σπουδαίο και αξιοπρόσεκτο, αλλά πολύ κουραστικό για τον αναγνώστη ως αποτέλεσμα.
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Novogodišnja odluka da ne ostavljam započete knjige je bila jača od mučenja dok sam čitala knjigu....Tako da sam bila uporna, ali da me neko pita o čemu je nisam sigurna da bih mogla da prepričam. Premišljala sam se izmedju jedne i dve zvezdice, ali ipak dve.
Verovali ili ne bilo je momenata kada sam uspevala da pronadjem sličnosti u ponašanju tih ljudi i savremenog čoveka.
Nisam sigurna da sam je u potpunosti razumela, možda bi bilo potrebno ponovno iščitavanje, ali od mene ne u skorije vreme. Ima isuviše drugih divnih knjiga koje me čekaju :) -
-Darwinismo en su esplendor al fondo, técnica arriesgada al frente.-
Género. Novela (con toquecitos de algún subgénero para afianzar la propuesta, pero ese no es su motor).
Lo que nos cuenta. En el libro Los herederos (publicación original: The Inheritors, 1955), Lok y su grupo viven en armonía con su entorno a muchos niveles, en una disposición social estable y conscientes, a su manera, de ellos mismos y la naturaleza. Pero las cosas son difíciles en el Paleolítico y, además de los desafíos diarios que estos neardentales conocían, la presencia de unos seres distintos con capacidades más prácticas que las suyas lo hará todo todavía más difícil.
¿Quiere saber más de este libro, sin spoilers? Visite:
http://librosdeolethros.blogspot.com/... -
Neanderthals Gentle and Innocent; Homo Sapiens Smart but Violent and Cruel
Okay, it's not quite that simple, but paired with Golding's Lord of the Flies, it's clear that he had a bad experience as a teacher at boy's school. This book is quite an interesting experiment: trying to tell an entire story from the perspective of a young Neanderthal male named Lok and his small band of mainly scavenger/gatherers. What that means is that everything is told at the level in which he can describe things, so not easy to understand when he himself is observing the mysterious activities of the more advanced homo sapiens. Still, it's a well-written tale that while simple in outline, carries a lot of depth in message as he uses Lok's viewpoint as a mirror to show the very aggressive nature of humans.
But were Neanderthals really this gentle, intuned with nature, empathic, and even telekinetic? Of course this is almost pure speculation - all we know is the anthropological evidence of their bones and some basic living conditions and artwork. What went on in their heads is completely unknown. And the fundamental event this story depicts is that all-important encounter between them and homo sapiens, and we know it didn't work out well for them. But was that because modern humans wiped them out, or just overran their territory, or both? Who can say?
However, there was such an overt depiction of Neanderthals as the noble savages, peaceful and full of simple pleasures and fears, very closely intuned with the rhythms of nature, with a simplistic animistic view of the world, contrasted with the aggressive, deceptive, competitive behavior of homo sapiens, and how nasty their treat these gentle beings. I think Golding sacrifices plausibility to fit his pessimistic view of humanity, which is a distortion of what was probably closer to reality. -
Well, that was bloody grueling! I realised as I was reading The Inheritors that, in a strange way, I feel a sense of duty to read William Golding’s novels, rather than a genuine desire to do so and I think this will be my last. I don’t enjoy his writing style and I knew that this novel - about a group of Neanderthals - was probably going to be a challenge for me. And it was. Because there is very limited dialogue it is basically pages and pages of description of the environment and of action that I didn’t find particularly engaging (lots of rivers and logs). Anyway, I see that it has received plenty of 5-star reviews so it obviously does it for some people. Maybe I’m missing something. I didn’t hate it; I just found it a bit of a slog.
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An interesting, engaging, original historical fiction novel about a small group of Neanderthals, whose lives are threatened by a larger group of Homo sapiens. All bar the last chapter are told from the perspective of the Neanderthals. The first half of the novel describes their life style. They are gatherers, not hunters. They savage meat from a tiger’s kill and feel guilty about it! They are not very intelligent, not using many spoken words. To begin, there are eight Neanderthals, an old man and woman, two young men and two young women, a child and a baby. The advent of homo sapiens leads to the disappearance of some Neanderthals. The homo sapiens are smarter and more ruthless.
This book was first published in 1955. -
thought the basic premise was interesting and this had an unusual way of narrating the story, but personally didn't like the execution
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The kind of novel from a kind of intellect which developed from a kind of education enjoyed by a kind of man who no longer figures in our society. Worthy to be read on that merit alone.
A fine companion-piece to "Lord of the Flies" in which Golding is able to display his special forte: that is, describing the 'wildness' in man's nature.
This particular book is cleverly conceived and it is nimbly, ably, deftly executed. What you observe is a very confident set of skills wielded by a writer practicing his craft in an age of great writing (e.g., prior to personal computers).
Golding had a clear challenge to overcome in this tale of early humans--so early they had only rudimentary language and scant sense of 'time before now' or 'time to come later'. The difficulty lay in replicating a semblance of the 'likely' thought-processes for hominids who could not even draw; and suggesting intelligible speech-habits of creatures who maybe barely only grunted, in real life. How does that translate into a dialog-rich, modern English novel?
This is where Golding had to draw on his own power of invention. Some of it works and some of it is strained; but eventually the clear, firm characters propel the story forward at a brisk and pleasurable pace. By the end of the tale, you can definitely feel your heart-strings tugged upon as these splendid half-humans gradually expire.
The poignancy emerges (I think) because throughout the tale, the tribe simply does not know they are doomed--by the inevitability of Darwinian evolution--to extinction. In their moment, they are as alive as any man was ever alive; vividly so. Enjoying fire, shelter, a full belly, breeze, the sun, the seasons...just as we all do. That's really what it's all about. Golding's revisiting --in this story--of these 'basics' of human life is very welcomed. I wish there were more novels like this; because I think we are increasingly forgetful of how vital it all is.
In general, any book written by William Golding is going to reside at a high level of quality and readability. As I've tried to express, he is part of the old school of English novelists who simply delivered their stories, cogently, flawlessly and without hesitation.
I look forward to reading what is said to be his best: 'The Spire'. -
Do you perchance like this new Far Cry Primal? Or are you, like me, in love(!) with the movie "Quest for fire"? Are you interested at all in the subject of early human life?
If yes - then this gem of a book is a recommendation par excellance.
Dont get 'fooled' by three stars that I gave - they are my punishment. Cause when this story was finally in my arms some major stuff happended that made me read this book so brokenly..so..without concentration and investment that I practically read it out of spite. -
I really suffered reading this one. It's not that's not interesting once you finally understand what'd going on, but it just takes so much time to actually get into the story and understand the writing... I did not grasp the point of this book at all. It was just Golding's way to explain that he thinks we — the Homo Sapiens — killed off the Neanderthals, that's his explanation, but it could have been done so much better.
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Golding's Neanderthals are insufferably innocent noble savage types who live in harmony with nature, refuse to kill animals for food and spend their time mooning around their Eden and generally being all touchy-feely and pathetic.[return][return]Homo Erectus is much more accurately drawn as a depraved and bloodthirsty carouser with a brainbox too big for his own good. The story really picks up when the humans come on the scene. Alas, too late.[return][return]Unfortunately I think Golding's execution of his admittedly brilliant idea is seriously flawed. There are a couple of stumbling blocks: trying to write from a plausible non-human viewpoint, and trying to write a story from the point of view of beings without language (or with only rudimentary language, it's not exactly clear). I suppose he deserves credit for trying.
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I enjoy anything William Golding wrote. It's important novels like this that flesh out our wondering what it was like back in pre-history, in this case, what it was like to be Neanderthal at the mercy of Cro-magnon. (And the Germans and the French have been fighting ever since.)
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The Neanderthals are idealized, the CroMagnons are us. Too bad for the Neanderthals.
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Couldn't someone have told Mr Golding that maybe it isn't such a good idea to define female characters by their having of breasts only? Yikes.
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This was so boring that I did not at all register what was going on, so I can barely tell you what this book was about.
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Konfuzna, ali moćna knjiga o sudiru dva plemena na različitom stepenu civilizaciskog razvoja. Odlična i neobična ideja da se napiše roman o životu na samom pragu civilizacije. Prvo sam pomislila da je ovo slabija verzija serjala “Deca zemlje” od Jean M. Auel, ali sam pročitala da je ova knjiga napisana skoro dve i po decenija ranije, pa je ideja najverovatnije i originalna. Teško mi je bilo pohvatati smisao na početku, a onda sam žurila da je pročitam, pa jedino mogu reći da i meni, kao i glavnom liku Loku fale slike u glavi :) Mislim da ću je još jednom pročitati da shvatim sve kako treba, i to uskoro.
