اصیلترین، ظالمانهترین و دلخراشترین اثر داستاننویس فرقهای - رمانی شرورانه که برای طرفداران تیم برتون، نیل گیمن، اسکارلت توماس، بوش توانا و رولد دال مناسب است. در اتاقی بالای یک موزه عجیب و غریب آلمانی، دور از چشمان کنجکاو غریبه ها، پیرمرد زندگی می کند. نگهبان موزه روزها، شبها از صدای سکوت لذت میبرد که گاه به گاه عنکبوت بین دندانهای سیاهشدهاش میشکند. پیرمرد، دکتر ارنست فرولیچر محترم، سگ حریص او هانس، و گروهی از مردمان شهر خنده دار و غم انگیز، همگی با کشف جنایتی چنان ظالمانه که دنیا را شوکه می کند، زندگی خود را در هم می بینند. از افتتاحیه شوم تا پایان انفجاری آن، این داستان تاریک داستان سرایی بسیار سرگرم کننده را با تخیل وحشتناک رودز، اصالت جذاب و لمسی جادویی ترکیب می کند. دن رودز (متولد 1972) یک نویسنده انگلیسی است که احتمالا بیشتر برای رمان تیمولئون ویتا به خانه بیا (2003) (پارودی ای از لسی به خانه بیا) شناخته شده است.او همچنین نویسنده انسان شناسی (2000) است که مجموعه ای از 101 داستان است که هر کدام دقیقا از 101 کلمه تشکیل شده است. در سال 2010 جایزه E. M. Forster به او اعطا شده است. کتاب دست های کوچولو کف می زنند توسط احسان کرم ویسی ترجمه شده است. این کتاب را نشر چشمه منتشر کرده است.
It should be noted that a recent Gallup poll revealed that there are an estimated 14,000 writers worldwide who share Rhodes’ name. He is not to be confused with the Daniel Rhodes who writes books about vampires, or the Daniel Rhodes who writes books about ceramics, or the Dan Rhodes who writes books about theology, or the Danny Rhodes who writes teenage fiction, or the character Sheriff Dan Rhodes in Bill Crider’s Western detective series, or any of the many other Dan/Daniel/Danny Rhodeses out there in bookland.
از خواندن کتاب بی نهایت لذت بردم. اگر میخواید کتابی بخونید که تاحالا نمونهاش رو جایی نخواندید و عاشق داستان های بیمارگونه و کریپی هستید این کتاب برای شماست.
اسم کتاب : اسم کتاب « دست های کوچولو کف میزنند » برگرفته شده از شعر نی لبک زن هالمن، همان روایت مشهور از مردی که با نوای نی اش موش هارا از شهر هاملن دور می کند و چون مردمان شهر دستمزدش را نمی دهند به انتقام کودکان شهر راهم میبرد و ناپدید میشود ... چند بچه که از گروه جا میمانند به شهر باز می گردند و تعریف می کنند که باقی بچه ها مسحور از نوای نی لبک با دستهای کوچولوشان کف می زدند و پشت مرد خوشحال و خندان می رفتند.
داستان : محور اصلی داستان موزه ای است در کشور آلمان که با هدف مبارزه با خودکشی انسانها افتتاح شده است ولی موزه گاهی اثر برعکسی بر مخاطب می گذارد. از همان اول میفهمیم که با رومانی عجیب و دنیای غریبی سر و کار داریم. پیرمردی بر روی تختش عنکبوت می خورد در حالی که زنی در طبقه پایین خودش را حلقآویز کرده است و دکتری که آدم خوار است. هر فصل با قصه خاص پیش می رویم و در نهایت همه چیز در هم ادغام میشود .
ترجمه : یکی از دلایل خریدم بخاطر ترجمه های خوب احسان کرمویسی بود و سبک کتاب هایی که ترجمه میکند و دلیل بعدیم عشق به داستان هایی که روایت چندش و مریض گونه ای دارند. سبک کتاب تلفیقی از کمدی سیاه ، عاشقانه ، وحشت ،درام جنایی و رئالیسم جادویی است.
نظر شخصی : تا اینجای سال این کتاب یکی از بهترین کتاب های خوانده شده سال میلادی برایم بود. هیچ دلیل پیدا نمی کنم که کمتر از پنج ستاره بدم. داستان سلیقهای است و ممکن است برای بعضی ها ناخوشایند باشد. 1400/11/27
داستان حول یک موزه در کشور آلمان است که در جهت جلوگیری از خودکشی انسانها ساخته شده اما گاهی اوقات تاثیری که موز�� بر روی آدمها میگذارد برعکس است. همه چیز با این ماجرا شروع میشود که پیرمردی عنکبوت میخورد، زنی خودش را دار میزند و دکتری که آدمخوار است...
همین پاراگراف بالا نشون میده که با چه کتاب عجیب و غریبی طرفیم. اگر دلتون یک کتاب با موضوعات مریض میخواد که در عین حال همه چی عادی جلوه کنه، باید و حتما "دستهای کوچولو کف میزنند" رو بخونید.
If you read this book based solely on my recommendation (which you should not do), I don't want you coming back to me if you hate it and saying something like "you are one sick puppy." To be really blunt, I tend to march to a different drummer in life as it is, and I gravitate toward the quirky and the offbeat when it's put out there.
On the surface, this book is gruesome and at times a bit sick, but if you want a book that's highly original, one that offers something you'll probably never read the likes of again, then this one's for you. It will probably appeal to minds like mine...a little off-kilter and prone towards the quirkiness of life. And actually, what's really funny is that in the author's world, all of this stuff could have actually happened. Sick, but at the same time often funny, with a story to tell, Little Hands Clapping is one of the best books I've read in a while.I've never read any other books by this author, but I see more on my library shelves from him in the future.
On the surface, this book reads somewhat like a bizarre set of interconnected fairy tales, and once you start reading you are hooked. Somewhere in Germany, a woman known only as Mrs. Pavarotti (not her real name, but so-called because her husband has an uncanny resemblance to the real opera star), has created a museum whose intended visitors are those who are in deep pain, possibly contemplating suicide. The exhibits, which are funny but not really (actually, they're kind of sad, but you can't help laughing even when you know you shouldn't) have a purpose: to try to get these lost souls to change their minds and embrace life. Mrs. Pavarotti herself went through some anguish in life, and she can't stand the thought of unhappiness and pain. She hired a caretaker only known as Herr Schmidt, who embraces nothingness. He hates human companionship and just wants to be left alone, his one pleasure in life the cake brought by Mrs. P. every time she comes to visit. Herr Schmidt often finds the need to call on one of the local GPs, a Dr. Frohliche with whom he shares a secret that the rest of the town is probably not ready to hear about. The doctor, who is loved by his regular patients, does what he considers his penance by doling out money to charity. Interwoven with this story is the sad story of two beautiful young people whom the stars destined for each other early in life.
It's simplistic, but not simple. The author is gifted -- he can turn your stomach while at the same time making you laugh by going off on some rather bizarre tangents. He has no shame sometimes, and the humor tends to lighten some of the darkness of the novel, but at the same time feeds into it. You will laugh in spite of yourself. He takes small-town, inglorious and mundane lives and makes them interesting to the point that he leaves you wanting more. The writing is not a clear linear narrative, going backward and forward through time, but still very easy to follow. It's like a modern Brothers Grimm on steroids.
If you have a quirky outlook on life, or if you like really dark humor which has a purpose, or even if you just want something new and well, refreshingly different, then you are going to love this book. You have to just let yourself go while you read this, because of the gruesome and often gross subject matter, but in the end, it's absolutely exquisite. To those readers, I can highly recommend this book. But this novel is not for the faint of heart, or for those who can't or won't see humor in even the bleakest of situations.
داستانی که به گفته مترجمش میتوان انواع سبکها را در آن دید، از گوتیک و وحشت گرفته تا عاشقانه، کمدی سیاه، درام جنایی، رئالیسم جادویی و حتی فانتزی. بسیاری از علاقهمندان به ادبیات، احسان کرمویسی را با ترجمه رمان متفاوت «مغازهی خودکشی» میشناسند، با داستانی که از همان ابتدا فضایی جدید را پیش روی مخاطبش میگذارد.
رُمان «دستهای کوچولو کف میزنند» درباره یک موزه عجیب و غریب است در یکی از شهرهای آلمان که بر روی عموم باز است و اشیاء و آثاری که در آنجا نگهداری میشوند یک کارکرد تعجبآور دارند: جلوگیری از خودکشی آدمها. متصدی موزه پیرمردی است با انگشتان باریک و پوستی خاکستری و مُردهوار، صاحب موزه زنی است وسواسی که همیشه دلش شور میزند، با شوهری که شباهت خارقالعادهای با پاواروتی دارد، دکتری که آدمخوار است، زوجی از کشورِ پرتغال که بسیار خوشچهرهاند، یک نظافتچی با گذشتهای دردناک و دیگر شخصیتهای اغلب سیاه و کمیکِ داستان که در فضای جادویی کتاب با هم تلاقی میکنند و ساختار رمان را شکل میدهند.
واقعا الان نمیدونم در وصف این کتاب چی باید بگم یه داستان دارک، با شخصیتهای عجیب ولی قابل درک داستانی که گاها خیلی شیرین و گاها خیلی دردناکه
این کتاب همه چیز داره پیرمردی که عنکبوت میخوره، خدمتکاری که کفر گفته و به دنبال جبرانشه. رمنس و طنز تمیز، عشق یک طرفه و در نهایت، دکتر آدمخوار
تعداد دیالوگ خیلی کمی بین شخصیتها رد و بدل میشه، دقیقا سبکی که باید حوصلمو سر میبرد، ولی سطر به سطر این کتاب، جذاب و خوندنی بود. ترجمه فوقالعاده روون و درجه یک بود و پایانبندی قشنگ و قابل قبولی داشت برای من
واقعیتش اینکه خیلی دوسش نداشتم، داستان چیزی برای ارائه نداشت. همه چیز به شدت تکراری و حوصله سربر بود و تقریبا یه کپیپیست طولانی از «مغازهی خودکشی» بود.
کتاب دست های کوچولو کف می زنند رو کسی بهم معرفی نکرده بود و حتی اسمش رو هم نشنیده بودم.یه روز تو کتاب فروشی بین قفسه کتاب ها چشمم بهش افتاد و اسمش توجهم رو جلب کرد. صفحه ی اول کتاب رو باز کردم و نوشته بود اگه طرفدار کارهای تیمبرتون باشید از این کتاب خوشتون میاد، و همین جمله کافی بود تا کتاب رو بردارم و با خودم به خونه بیارم. کتابی نیست که به هرکسی بشه توصیه کنی و مخاطب های خاص خودش رو داره. یک اثر دارک،گوتیک و عاشقانه. من خوشحالم که خوندمش.
This felt like the strangest fairy tale I've ever read, but featuring a German suicide museum - hysterical! No, really, it was funny in a 'League of Gentlemen' sort of way. Grim and horribly hilarious, I could not put this down and read it in less than a day, I have to find more by Rhodes.
kinda neat to see the outer limits of whimsy tested like this... the research q at hand is 'can a story featuring suicide, anthropophagia, & uhh the thing that happens at the dog park (iykyk) still be light & frothy?' and i would venture the answer's more yes than no. mixed feelings on the i-can-read quality of the prose which is disarming but threatens to sap momentum in spots. planning to check out timoleon -- anything that gets reviewers that stirred up has to be doing sth right
Technically this should probably have been one star. The Granta recommendation. The cover (yes I was snowed by that one). The inside flap description. The numerous glowing reviews. And ultimately I didn't like it. And that's one star on this website. I cobbled together the rest of these variables and the fact that it was written well and added a meager piece of a star that bumped it to two. But honestly the story was boring, completely disjointed and nonsensical for the first 2/3 of the book, and I managed one chuckle during the scene with the dog and the body parts. But overall a major disappointment.
من به طرز وحشتناکی دنبال کنندهی true crime هستم و با پرونده های کنیبالیسم کم آشنایی ندارم، اما بخش های مربوط به دکتر واقعا حالمو بد میکرد:”) جز اون همه چیز کتاب رو دوست داشتم، ترجمه روانی داشت و داستان برام خیلی کشش داشت فقط انگار جای بدی داستان تموم شد ، انگار انتظار داشتم طولانی تر باشه یا شکل دیگه ای داشته باشه، برای من انگار یه چیزی کم داشت ولی در کل دوستش دا��تم.
خیلی میخواستم دوستش داشته باشم، و همهی تلاشم رو هم کردم ولی... اگه تا حدی من رو بشناسید میدونید که عاشق داستانهای دارک و مریضم، ولی راستش این یکی یکمی حوصلهم رو سر برد. فکر کنم با انتظار بیش از حد بالایی سراغش رفتم و برای همین ناامیدم کرد. کتاب عجیبی بود و جزئیات و نمادهای زیادی داشت که خوشم بیاد ولی نویسنده میتونست خیلی بهتر درش بیاره. انگار یه چیزی کم داشت. دیدید بعضی از کتابهارو با وجود همهی نقصها و...شون دوست دارید یا حسهای مختلف خاصی رو براتون زنده میکنن؟ این یکی برعکسه. برای من از اون کتابهای بیروح بود. فکر کنم نکتهی مثبت برام پایانش بود چون با وجود اینکه روی پایانبندیها حساسم تونست راضیم کنه. درهرصورت، باید ببینید میتونید با قلم نویسندهاش ارتباط برقرار کنید یا نه.
ماجرای عجیبی داشت داستان. همش به این فکر میکردم که چطور نویسنده انقدر در آفریدن صحنه های خاص و تا حدودی بیمارگونه خلاق بوده و از طرفی چطور تونسته انقدر ماجراهای دور از ذهن رو به هم ربط بده. آفرین بهش.
خوندنش مو به تنم سیخ میکرد! البته از شدت انزجار. زیبا نوشته شده بود و روایتش اونقدری جذابیت داشت که بشه یکنفس خوندش. فقط چون پایانش زیاد به دلم ننشست، یه ستاره کم کردم.
My introduction to Dan Rhodes was his previous novel, 2007’s Gold, which I enjoyed very much; enough that I needed no persuading to seek out a copy of his latest work. Little Hands Clapping is very different in subject matter, but unmistakably the work of the same author; and, as I read, I began to see deeper similarities. Perhaps more than usual, I find my thoughts about the present book coloured by those I had of the earlier; in that light, I’m a little less satisfied with Little Hands Clapping than with Gold, though the new novel is a very enjoyable read in its own right.
Synopsising Rhodes is awkward, because it doesn’t give a full picture: for one thing, if you take a bald summary of the plot, it seems that nothing much happens – but that’s not how the book reads; for another, Rhodes’s style is integral to the experience of reading him. I’m trying to think how to describe his style – words like ‘fairytale’ and ‘whimsical’ are going through my mind, but none of them seems quite right. The sense is more one of being told a story – of viewing a slightly heightened version of reality.
One of Rhodes’s common techniques is to mask something harsh and real behind that facade of tale-telling, such that you might have to stop and check back that, yes, you did understand that correctly. Take, the beginning, for example, where the author introduces his main setting, a German museum devoted to the subject of suicide. The museum’s caretaker is a grey old man who’d probably feel right at home in a Roald Dahl story; we first see at the end of the opening chapter that he’s not as straightforward as we might have assumed, when he happily munches on a spider which has crawled into his mouth. (The museum gains its own tinge of unreality from the way Rhodes unveils room after room, like a magician producing handkerchiefs from an apparently empty fist.) Whilst lying in bed in his quarters above the museum, the old man hears a noise from below; he thinks nothing of it, and, perhaps, neither do we – but we soon discover that the noise was someone hanging himself (this happens regularly, despite the museum’s having been founded with the aim of deterring people from suicide).
Other harrowing facts are revealed in a similarly deadpan way, not least that the doctor whom the caretaker surreptitiously calls out to deal with all the suicides has his own use for the dead bodies – he eats them. This will become public knowledge by novel’s end, as we learn early on.
Running in parallel are several other storylines, notably that of Mauro and Madalena, the most beautiful boy and girl in their village, who seem destined to be together always – and they are, until they leave and discover that, whilst Mauro is just as handsome in the wider world, Madalena is merely pretty. fate turns against them… With Rhodes’s style, it can be hard to get at the ‘real’ emotions; but this strand of Little Hands Clapping is affecting nonetheless, with some telling observations of love and how it can evolve.
So far, so good; why the unfavourable comparison with Gold, then? Because, as far as I can see, Little Hands Clapping doesn’t have the same subtextual richness. The individual elements of the novel are fine, but I don’t think they tie together in the way that Gold’s did, and that’s why I’m less satisfied. But I’m not dissatisfied, no way; not when Rhodes builds and maintains a momentum that drives his story on to a conclusion that seems inevitable (but is it?), yet remains compulsive reading. And the ending – like the ending of Gold – is a lovely piece of writing.
And so, with regret, I leave the imagination of Dan Rhodes behind once more. There’s no other imagination in literature quite like it – and I look forward to when the time will be right to go back there, to read another of his books.
How is it possible to read a book that involves cannibalism, suicide, freezing dead bodies, and go "Awwww!!!" when you get to the end?!
I don't know how Dan Rhodes has been off my radar up to now, because this is exactly the type of book I relish finding. It's wonderfully descriptive, it's like nothing I've ever read before, and if it's not adapted into some kind of stop-motion film at some stage I'll be very, very surprised.
The premise is simple, but strange - there is a museum dedicated to suicide (rooms include "Harsh Realities", "Popular Methods", "Tell Tale Signs", "Cults and Pacts" and "Statistics") in Germany that links several people. That's it. Or, it would be - until you dig beneath the surface. The proprietor of the museum was so obsessed with Luciano Pavarotti that she moulded her lover into his double. She started the museum to help suicidal people gain some perspective and change their minds about the course they have chosen to take - and she believes it to be working rather well.
Little does she know what goes on behind the scenes - the curator has a curious arrangement with the local Doctor on how to dispose of the bodies that are left behind after the museum sometimes attracts suicidal people to end their lives there. The curator, Herr Schmidt, "was quite an old man, and his long, grey fingers hung like stalactites from the sleeves of his funereal jacket". He is biding his time until he has enough money to retire. His only other reason for staying in the job is the free cake that Pavarotti's wife brings to their meetings.
The cleaner, Hulda, believes she is destined to go to hell for blasphemy after she cursed God for something that happened to her. Madalena and Mauro, two stunningly beautiful people in their own town, leave for the city together where Madalena realizes that she may be the prettiest girl in a small town - but she is not the belle of the ball in the big city, and Mauro's eye is soon turned. There's the doctor, who "had moved to the city ten years earlier, bringing with him a black labrador called Hans and a heart-stopping tale of tragedy" - it is Hans, the labrador, who eventually brings the story to its natural end.
Throw in a Wiggum-esque cop that repeats latin phrases to himself while looking for the big break in his career that will impress his boss and son; the baker's son who is desperately in love with a woman he can't have, a secret stash of photographs of a particular body part, some amazingly dark humour, and you have one of the most unique, sick, twisted, funny, and individual books I've read since I discovered Neil Gaiman or Tim Burton.
I had never heard of this author before but I was captivated by the beautiful design of this books cover.
This book is (mostly) set in modern day Germany. It revolves around a museum. This museum is not what one would expect - it does not contain war memorabilia not does it house fossils and loin cloths, this museum is dedicated to bring awarenesses to one of the world's most grim topics: suicide.
Now, before I go any farther I wish to point out that this book is not as dark and depressing as one may originally assume. As well as the museum's subject matter it also discusses other hard to deal with topics such as rape, but the author does not dwell on these occurrences, nor does he shove then in the readers face. These have a place in the story and are not halfheartedly shoved in for the sake of shock factor.
This is a difficult book to review as everything feels to be a spoiler as the author is so carefully secretive about everything, nothing is told to the reader until it needs to be.
Little Hands Clapping follows the story of multiple characters, from the beautiful Portuguese Madalena, to Doctor Ernst Fröhlicher, to Pavarotti's Wife, each person has their own intertwined story, their own quirks, and their own purpose. It discusses serious subjects, but manages to be light hearted at times and the authors humour is so weird and macabre I must admit that I am hooked! It elicits a laugh here and there that will leave the reader hating themselves for allowing a giggle to slip out during what would be a serious moment in any other novel. For anyone who has ever watched The League of Gentlemen, the dark humour is quite similar.
I do not want to say any more about this masterpiece as I fear that I have said too much about the plot already. I highly recommend this book to everyone and anyone over the age of 18 (as there is some swearing, sexual references, etc.).
This is not a perfect book. The climax comes a little quickly at least it felt like that. It might have simply been me turning the pages at a ferocious rate to see what was going to happen next. I’m not sure. Once we’re there and we find out the fate of the doctor and the old man there only remains the dénouement and that wasn’t hard to guess but thankfully Rhodes doesn’t drag it out. The final i‘s are dotted and t’s crossed and everything ends neatly as all the best fairy stories do.
Before sitting down to write this I described the book to my wife, in more details than you would want me to here, and she said, “That sounds like a fairy story,” and, of course, she’s right. It definitely has that flavour even if it’s not one you’d necessarily read to your six-year-old at night, not if you want them to have a good night’s sleep. My wife also suggested Lemony Snicket's, A Series of Unfortunate Events as a similar work and, yes, I can see where she’s coming from. My daughter, who hasn’t been six years old for some time, would love it.
Reminds me a bit of a Charles Addams cartoon in prose. It's very funny, and not entirely gallows humor: I'd say that only about 75% of the times I laughed aloud it was over something fairly sick. Between gems of the macabre, the book is packed with straight-facedly presented segments wherein Rhodes finds the humor in such subjects as doctors, museums, municipal water supply, spider ingestion, and the Pied Piper. His mock-melodramatic modern Biedermeier dialogue is also genius.
This book is NOT for the faint of heart. . There is a macabre museum, the occasional suicide, cannibalism, and a creepy old man who has a knack for linguistics, enjoys eating spiders and can’t be bothered to do more than the bare minimum. . Where do I even start? . Little Hands Clapping definitely lives up to it’s description of “Dark Comedy” in a way that, I feel, no other book can. I find myself slightly uncomfortable saying this, but, I LOVED this book! . Dan Rhodes manages to weave together the stories of a multitude of characters and time jumps in a masterful and cohesive way that is not at all hard to follow. The pages are riddled with sarcasm and wit and even more humor. . This book is grotesque and quirky. Every time you hit a point where you think that the story could not get more disturbing or disgusting- SURPRISE! It does and yet, you also find yourself laughing. It is a rollercoaster of emotions and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I am here days after reading it- still giggling about some of the happenings in this morbid comedy. . If you do decide to read this, you can’t say I didn’t warn you.
عجب کتابی بود.. اولین بار که خلاصشو خوندم ؛موزه ای که برای جلوگیری از خودکشی تاسیس شده و مردم میرن برای خودکشی اونجا؛دکتر ادمخوار .. بووم!باعث شد بدون معطلی شروعش کنم ایده داستان بنظرم خیلی عجیب بود.. شخصیتای داستان از اون عجیب تر و انگار نویسنده دست چین کرده بود هرچی موجود عجیب غریبه تو این کتاب جا بده ولیی از همون شروعش منو جذب خودش کرد شخصیتا در عین عجیب بودن خیلی قابل درکن؛کتاب خیلی کشش داره و برای من خیلی تاثیرگذار بود دیالوگ های داستان انگشت شمارن ولی انقدر روند داستان سریع و جذابه که ادمو بی وقفه دنبال خودش میکشه و طنز داستان:) واسه من کتاب خوبی بود؛ چندش ،عجیب،بامزه و یکمم دارک..
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Mi è piaciuto il succedersi di personaggi che entrano nella storia portando la loro vita; il problema è la trama assurda, che sembra la figlia illegittima di Marquez e Hannibal Lecter. Il titolo è tratto da un verso di The Pied Piper of Hamelin di Robert Browning: https://poets.org/poem/pied-piper-ham...
I won’t rate this because this sort of humour is not to my liking. It’s well-written, but the content features stuff like body parts in grisly situations and a man who deliberately eats spiders and so on.. I get that it’s meant to be over-the-top absurd, but just.. no.
The perfect blend of humour, horror and humanity. It takes still to balance these elements, skill Dan Rhodes has in spades. The structure is just off kilter enough, too and the characters all engage. All in all, can’t fault it! Thoroughly recommended