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The Brothers Karamazov is the 2nd most abused book on my bookshelf. All the highlighted quotes, all the dog-eared pages, all the everything. It is soooo good (and absolutely f'ckin metal). And to think, the only reason I picked it up in the first place is b/c of William Shatner (who played Alyosha in the 1958 film, which I absolutely cannot recommend). I tried reading a lot more Dostoevsky after it and nothing quite hit the same. Still chasing that high. Mind if I ask which translation you worked through? Super curious! I started with Pevear&Volokhonsky but found it very hard to read, moved to Ignat Avsey and it’s been incredible, a totally different experience. I pair it with McDuff’s audiobook and it’s been great fun as well. Also, the poster for the 1958 film on Letterboxd is absolutely hilarious to me, I’ve considered putting it on for fun…Alyosha is very bald. Is that him on the poster??? On the other hand, I watched the first 15 mins of the 1968 Soviet adaptation and was deeply mesmerized by Mitya’s outburst at the church. Interesting directorial decisions. I also have this feeling that I won’t like Dostoevsky’s other work very much. I loved C&P in high school—but I don’t know if I can see myself revisiting that book again. It was a lot. Honestly, it was like if we just had Mitya’s POV but for all 800+ pages of The Brother’s Karamazov…and I love Mitya, even though I know he’s a very pathetic man, but he’s...a lot! Just cleared book 8 with him and it was Dostoevsky in his absolute element—a dire man, who was perhaps good at one point in his life, now in dire straits, on the brink of a mental break. He does a good job of illustrating that chaos—my vague recollection of C&P was that it was full of that emotion—but by the time I finished Book 8 I was like. Yeah. That’s enough Mitya for now, thank god that’s over. TBK is helped by its really big and varied cast—all of whom I think Dostoevsky does very well at exploring in extraordinary depth, as well as keeping their characterizations very consistent. It’s like a very deconstructed soap opera. In the way that Twin Peaks was both a soap opera and a self-aware soap opera, TBK gives that soap opera vibe of unbelievable theatrics + drama tempered with philosophical, solopsistic monologues as well as this vague sense that every character seems…aware of what their ending will look like. I have so many thoughts on this book! Glad to see a few of us have read it as well. I wish that it wasn’t presented as “the best novel in the world” or something to be intimidated by…TBK hasn’t been intimidating at all, is actually a much easier read than my last read from Umberto Eco, and I’ve really liked it! I also like learning that it was serialized in a newspaper or magazine of some sort? It definitely feels like I’m tuning into “this week’s episode on the Brother’s Karamzov” with every chapter, hahah! In other news—started Vincent Bevins’ The Jakarta Method. Chapter 1 was absolutely bleak. The audiobook version helps move it along, since it has so much information—might stick to the audiobook for most of my nonfiction recs, at least as much as I can help it.
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