Book Reviews of Oblomov

Oblomov
Oblomov
Author: Ivan Goncharov
ISBN-13: 9780809598038
ISBN-10: 0809598035
Publication Date: 1/2004
Pages: 232
Rating:
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5 stars, based on 1 rating
Publisher: Wildside Press
Book Type: Hardcover
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This is one of my most favourite books, as long as it is not the Everyman's Library edition. It a masterpiece of Russian literature that too often is overlooked.
One of the most poignant scenes is when tears gently slide down his cheek as his companion is playing the piano. When asked if the music moves him so, he replies "It is not the music...it is love!", then making a quick retreat from the room. That scene is a metaphor for what Oblomov had done most of his life: run away from it.
One can take this as a sad tale of someone wasting their life, or one can take it as a man taking pleasures in the simple things in life. Either way, it is an excellent book.
reviewed Oblomov on + 399 more book reviews
This is one of my most favourite books, as long as it is not the Everyman's Library edition. It a masterpiece of Russian literature that too often is overlooked.
One of the most poignant scenes is when tears gently slide down his cheek as his companion is playing the piano. When asked if the music moves him so, he replies "It is not the music...it is love!", then making a quick retreat from the room. That scene is a metaphor for what Oblomov had done most of his life: run away from it.
One can take this as a sad tale of someone wasting their life, or one can take it as a man taking pleasures in the simple things in life. Either way, it is an excellent book.
reviewed Oblomov on + 399 more book reviews
This is one of my most favourite books, as long as it is not the Everyman's Library edition. It a masterpiece of Russian literature that too often is overlooked.
One of the most poignant scenes is when tears gently slide down his cheek as his companion is playing the piano. When asked if the music moves him so, he replies "It is not the music...it is love!", then making a quick retreat from the room. That scene is a metaphor for what Oblomov had done most of his life: run away from it.
One can take this as a sad tale of someone wasting their life, or one can take it as a man taking pleasures in the simple things in life. Either way, it is an excellent book.