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È un plotone di giovani ragazzi quello comandato dal maresciallo Antonio René. L'ultimo arrivato, il caporalmaggiore Roberto Ietri, ha appena vent'anni e si sente inesperto in tutto. Per lui, come per molti altri, la missione in Afghanistan è la prima grande prova della vita. Al momento di partire, i protagonisti non sanno ancora che il luogo a cui verranno destinati è unoÈ un plotone di giovani ragazzi quello comandato dal maresciallo Antonio René. L'ultimo arrivato, il caporalmaggiore Roberto Ietri, ha appena vent'anni e si sente inesperto in tutto. Per lui, come per molti altri, la missione in Afghanistan è la prima grande prova della vita. Al momento di partire, i protagonisti non sanno ancora che il luogo a cui verranno destinati è uno dei più pericolosi di tutta l'area del conflitto: la forward operating base (fob) Ice, nel distretto del Gulistan, "un recinto di sabbia esposto alle avversità", dove non c'è niente, soltanto polvere, dove la luce del giorno è così forte da provocare la congiuntivite e la notte non si possono accendere le luci per non attirare i colpi di mortaio. Ad attenderli laggiù, c'è il tenente medico Alessandro Egitto. È rimasto in Afghanistan, all'interno di quella precaria "bolla di sicurezza", di sua volontà, per sfuggire a una situazione privata che considera più pericolosa della guerra combattuta con le armi da fuoco. Sfiniti dal caldo, dalla noia e dal timore per una minaccia che appare ogni giorno più irreale, i soldati ricostruiscono dentro la fob la vita che conoscono, approfondiscono le amicizie e i contrasti fra loro, cercano distrazioni di ogni tipo e si lasciano andare a pericolosi scherzi camerateschi. Soltanto la notte, sdraiati sulle brande, vengono sorpresi dai ricordi. Nel silenzio assoluto, che è silenzio della civiltà ma anche della natura, riescono a sentire la pulsazione del proprio cuore, il ronzio degli altri organi interni - l'attività incessante del corpo umano. L'occasione in cui saranno costretti a addentrarsi in territorio nemico sarà anche quella in cui ognuno, all'improvviso, dovrà fare i conti con ciò che ha lasciato in sospeso in Italia. Al loro ritorno, avranno sorpassato irreversibilmente la linea che separa la giovinezza dall'età adulta....

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ISBN : 9788804616252
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Number of Pages : 312 Pages
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Il corpo umano Reviews

  • Tea Jovanović
    2018-09-29 04:05

    Well, the problem with new/young authors is always a second novel, specially if the first one was so good and such a huge bestseller (Usamljenost prostih brojeva, Dereta)... We always expect that the second one will be as good, but that rarely happen actually... I fell in love with his first novel after few pages... And fought hard to find him publisher in Serbia... And succeeded (and that is not easy with Italian books), and secured him a great translator... And I was looking forward to his second novel... He changed the publisher in Serbia (Ljudsko telo, Evro Giunti) but kept the same translator (very good one, Gordana Subotić)... but... it is nothing like the first one... It left me cold and indifferent... As if the book is not written by the same author... Author being so young, I expect in future he will write a book that I will love as much as the first one...

  • Melki
    2018-10-08 04:03

    A soldier will never cease being a soldier.A platoon of Italian soldiers is stationed at the Forward Operating Base, not far from Helmand Province, in Afghanistan. They suffer days and nights of boredom, loneliness and food poisoning. When violence does occur, it comes suddenly and with little warning. No one will leave the country untouched by what they've experienced.Giodano's story is fairly involving and I particularly enjoyed the first half of the book. For some reason, I have a strange fascination with the way soldiers entertain themselves during wartime lulls - the kidding, name-calling and practical jokes. The HUGE problem I had was with the characters and their lack of differentiation. One had a girlfriend, one had an online flirtation, one had mommy issues and one was a woman, yet they all seemed to think alike and speak in the same voice. The turning point of the novel happens about half way through. There is a life-changing incident, and after this, the author's interest in the story and the characters seems to drift away, almost as if he wrote the whole thing just so he could write about (view spoiler)[an IED that goes off and how the soldiers have to pick up and bag body parts belonging to their friends. (hide spoiler)] After that, things wrap up in a hurry. Characters return home and exhibit all sorts of bad behavior,(view spoiler)[If you call sleeping with another soldier's widow and raping a prostitute bad behavior. I do. (hide spoiler)], using their time in Afghanistan as an excuse. While the book is certainly not dreadful, it's unlikely to become a horrors-of-war classic.

  • Michael
    2018-10-09 22:07

    This tale of Italian soldiers on a remote base in the Afghan War worked some subtle magic on me. It felt like peering at an ant farm and seeing organized but apparently meaningless activity. Then we get to know some of the individual organisms, ordinary representatives of our human species. They try but largely fail to feel connected to their interrupted lives back home. The enemy is faceless, a source of periodic mortar strikes and perpetual risks of IEDs. Toxic boredom alternates with struggles to deal with fear. There is nothing challenging about the reading of the narrative—that comes from making personal meaning out of the tale. There is little action in terms of war, just one major tragic event (if you want action, seek out Junger’s journalistic account in “War”). There are no politics or delving into the roots of this particular war. Instead, it’s like a stage play focusing on the lives of three main characters, rendered with compassion and periodic humor. Lieutenant Egitto is the medical officer who dwells on the health of the bodies and minds of his charges. He is glad to escape from his family troubles, which concern his inability to forge a stable love relationship and futilities in reconciling his sister with their dying father. Corporal Cederna is a misogynist and a bully, but he has the courage and skills consistent with an ambition to join the Special Forces elite. One of the main targets of is bullying is Corporal Ietti, a true mama’s boy who is worried about his competency as a man and his status as a virgin. Surprisingly, these two become friends. The crescendo of their stories comes when the whole platoon is called on to leave the safety of their base to escort to a more protected sector a set of civilian Afghan truckers who are under threat of attack for serving their supply needs.War often figures in literature as a crucible for a perspective on the meaning of life—from the absurdist “Catch 22” to the moral quagmire of “All Quiet on the Western Front.” This book appears to be reaching for some kind of analogies between the unreal “Twilight Zone” of war and ordinary life. I don’t quite get it, but the pull has me like invisible gravity behind the tides. For example, at one point, Egitto remembers how his sister’s marriage and his collusion in it without parental approval sets a path for permanent estrangement for both of them, leading to this reflection: There hadn’t even been a real battle; everyone remained motionless in his trench watching. On the other hand, I must have learned at least one lesson from the study of bones: the worst fractures are the kind that occur while standing still, when the body decides to go to pieces and does so in a fraction of a second, splintering in so many fragments that reassembling it afterward is unthinkable.Egitto sustains himself on antidepressants, and like many people in ordinary life he wonders about the morality and wisdom of stifling the life of real feelings. The following insight he has on this issue baffles and intrigues me and at the same time epitomizes my ambivalence over strongly recommending this book to others: He’s experiencing something he already knew: that all grief, suffering, compassion toward other human beings can be reduced to pure biochemistry—hormones and neurotransmitters, inhibited or released. When he realizes this, what he finds himself feeling, unexpectedly, is indignation.This book was provided through the Goodreads Giveaway program. The translation from the 2012 Italian edition was published in October 2014. Giordano is a young physicist whose first novel “The Solitude of Prime Numbers” was quite successful. That is a book I plan to pursue with higher hopes.

  • Barbara
    2018-10-20 03:25

    Paolo Giordano is one of my favorite authors. He’s written only three novels, and I found each to be beautifully written and introspective. In this novel, Giordano explores the impact of war on the basic military men. This novel’s war is in Afghanistan where Italian soldiers are ordered to provide a security bubble around an area that the American soldiers have “cleansed” of the Taliban. The reader follows the Third Platoon of the Sixty-sixth company of the seventh Alpine Regiment aka Charlie Company. Giordano provides a Cast of Characters as a prefix to help the reader, which I found helpful. Giordano develops each soldier’s character so well that the reader can see, feel, and experience each event. War can be boring and horrifying. Soldiers are mean to each other, and they protect each other. The first half of the novel gets the reader into the groove of being a soldier in a dangerous and uncomfortable area. The reader gets to know the characters and the rhythms of the Charlie Company.In the second half of the novel, a controversial mission results in a catastrophic incident, which impacts the lives of all. Coping mechanisms come to play. The military dogma comes through in that there must be a fall guy, while those responsible hide and politic. This is a character driven novel about the emotional aspects of war. There is no military strategy and little war action. It’s about the emotional toll one event can do to permanently change lives. It’s about the nature of the experience, not the specifics of war.Giordano is a literary genius in my book. He upped his game here because prior to writing this he spent time as a journalist with an Italian Alpine unit thereby authenticating the military experience. I highly recommend this novel as a beautiful piece of literature along with illuminating the impact of war on our veterans.

  • Josh
    2018-10-18 23:32

    ”Sometimes he wonders where he’d be now, if what actually happened hadn’t happened there in the valley, if on a night like any other an Afghan driver, a man he didn’t know hadn’t decided to drive off in a diesel truck, if Angelo Torsu hadn’t been pitched out of a blown-up jeep, and Irene Sammartino hadn’t considered him responsible for that.  But they’re idle questions, and he quickly decides to put them to rest.”Senior officer Lieutenant Alessandro Egitto ponders these questions after a tumultuous, violent battle ensues after he, an orthopedic specialist assigned to the Alpine Brigade, is sent off with the Third Platoon of the 66th company of the Seventh Alpine Regiment (aka Charlie Company) for Operation Mama Bear, after an Afghan truck driver decides to set off at night towards the American Base in Delaram and is violently murdered by the Taliban; the only part of him left is his sand-covered head being brought back to Forward Operating Base Ice, for other truck drivers and soldiers to see.As they creep up the mountainous slopes, coming across the town of Lartay, a random herd of sheep crossing the road brings up an intriguing, yet ominous question.  Where is the shepherd?Being blocked in at all angles, IED blasts are to blame for four fatalities while another is killed trying to help out an injured compagno.As the politics of the matter unfold, Egitto becomes the scapegoat for the failure of the mission and subsequently takes the fall even though it is not his fault; advising that this mission was doomed for failure from square one.With a cast of characters that are somewhat stereotypical, but relevant and thoughtfully drawn out by their actions, construct of personality and the inevitable post-traumatic stress that comes with being a soldier and at war, Giordano’s ’The Human Body’ not only tells a brilliant story of brotherhood, but tells one of the fear, the apprehension, and the bloodlust that surmise the questions, Why do wars break out? How does one become a soldier?This was an ARC giveaway worth reading.

  • Cian O hAnnrachainn
    2018-10-01 22:25

    I received my copy from the publisher's First To Read program.We were walking through Rome a few years ago, and came upon a protest camp. As we continued on our way we passed a group of men we guessed to be some element of authority, dressed in black uniforms that hinted at Special Forces or maybe some kind of SWAT team. They stood next to their vehicles, preening in clothes that were well fitted, down to the bulletproof vests. They were not in the least bit intimidating, and I could not help but recall them when I read THE HUMAN BODY.Author Paolo Giordano takes the reader into the world of the Italian Army in Afghanistan, populating his novel with a cast of characters that covers the spectrum. There is the innocent boy of twenty with a clinging mother, the bully, the doctor and his fellow officers struggling to understand what they are doing and why. There is a single woman in the company to provide sexual tension. This being Italian, there is an element of tribalism. Northerners and southerners don't much like each other, which adds to the disunity of this particular group of soldiers. Like any combat operation, there is a great deal of boredom followed by intense action, and the novel follows the pattern. The first part of the story is a series of character studies that are as boring to read as the wait for something to happen in war. They squabble. They joke. They are unlikable, pathetic, trying to be emotionally torn but coming across as self-important. They are, unfortunately, uninteresting. The author head-hops through the group but for some reason he selected the unit's doctor for brief spurts of first-person narrative that added nothing to the story. A good editor would have sliced the sections out for being the parts of a novel that readers skip over. Maybe the vignettes were there to reveal something about the character, but why this character and not some of the others?I read through even though I wanted very much to give up on the book. Like the Italian authorities in Rome, there was a lack of substance under the handsome veneer.

  • Aulikki
    2018-10-10 04:26

    'Het menselijk lichaam' gaat over Italiaanse soldaten in de woestijn van Afghanistan. Het hoofdpersonage is een dokter, luitenant Egitto, met een hoop onverwerkte deuken in zijn zelfvertrouwen. Het verhaal speelt zich grotendeels af in Afghanistan, af en toe komen er flashbacks van Egitto's verleden aan bod.Langs de revue passeren de zware, maar voorspelbare onderwerpen die aan het leger worden gelinkt: de jeugdtrauma's van luitenant Egitto, het overspel met hoeren door Cederna, de conversatie's over het internet uit eenzaamheid, de maagdelijke soldaat die niet van zijn moeder kan loskomen... Het gaat over eenzaamheid. Paola Giordano schrijft: 'De trieste waarheid is dat je, als je volwassen bent, geen echte vrienden meer hebt.' En hoewel het tijdens het lezen voelde alsof dit bedoeld was als een meesterwerk van psychologisch inzicht, voelde het meer mechanisch dan intrigerend. Het bracht geen nieuw inzicht, het beschreef ruw de situatie zoals hij is. De personages waren levensecht, maar je kon je er niet mee identificeren omdat ze stuk voor stuk lelijke, achterbakse en zielige persoonlijkheden zijn. Het zijn mannen zonder mensenkennis, ze denken niet na en gaan geen emotionele banden aan met elkaar. Het toont echt het lelijke van het leger. En dat heeft niet alleen invloed over wat er wordt verteld, maar ook de manier waarop. Het zijn de mannen die aan het woord zijn, dus het taalgebruik is ronduit lelijk en hun gedachten banaal.Spijtig, want ik heb zelf al zo een slechte idee van het leger. Ik wou eens graag een ander inzicht meemaken. Spreken anderen niet over de sterke vriendschappen die ontstaan in het leven? Hoewel het bedoeld is als een boek over de psychologie van een soldaat, komt er bitter weinig emotie aan te pas.Ik heb lang uitgekeken naar een nieuw boek van Paolo Giordano. Misschien ben ik met te veel goesting aan dit boek begonnen en heeft het mij daarom zo teleurgesteld.

  • Петър Панчев
    2018-09-26 00:08

    Битката за човешкото тялоЦялото ревю тук: http://knijenpetar.blogspot.com/2015/...„Дори да ни върнеха този пейзаж от нашата младост, нямаше да знаем какво да правим с него.“Ерих Мария Ремарк, „На Западния фронт нищо ново“ Доста особена и разкрепостена книга е тази. Докато четях, си мислех за онези отдавна изтекли години на невинната младост, през които човешкото тяло е едва ли не символ на неразрушимото, а умът витае в него като искра от някакъв вечен огън. Всяко малко нараняване беше нелогична засечка, момент за кратко и дразнещо прекъсване за устремения към по-висши цели разум. В „Човешкото тяло“ („Колибри“, 2015, с превод на Юдит Филипова) нараняването идва от войната, от „мръсната война“, в която са въвлечени младите мъже и жени от поколението на високите технологии. Те тръгват на „мирна мисия“ в Афганистан, но се озовават в един друг свят, където човешкото тяло е подложено на невероятно натоварване. Джордано едва ли би написал такава книга, ако самият той не беше видял с очите си мрачната истина за живота на войниците. През 2010 година Джордано се отправя в размирната държава с отряди от млади италианци и посещава една малко известна база в Гулистан, описана в настоящия му роман. Всъщност това не е точно роман за войната. Героите са съвсем обикновени човешки същества, живеещи в своя собствена вселена, щрихована от личния им опит и отношенията с роднини и приятели. Всички те са избягали от една съдба, в която радостта често е маскирана зад тревоги и изпитания. Но бягството им не е опит да загърбят проблемите си, а начин да останат поне малко изолирани от тях, за да си направят необходимите изводи. (Продължава в блога: http://knijenpetar.blogspot.com/2015/...)

  • Semnebune
    2018-10-17 06:10

    Corpul uman e, din partea mea, o metaforă strălucită. Războiul e despre corpuri, despre ce se vede; soldații se luptă cu arme reale și păstrează urme reale, palpabile. Dar asta vedem toți, în știrile de maximă audiență. Ceea ce nu se vede e umanul. Paolo Giordano face, deci, o radiografie superbă, deși groaznic de tristă, a umanității „jucăriilor” de luptă. Toate nimicurile pe care se ceartă soldații în avanpost, toate farsele prostești și supărările sunt pretexte pentru a nu simți frica și singurătatea de a fi departe de casă, în mijlocul războiului.de la sursă: Corpul uman, de Paolo Giordano, pe Raftul Denisei – SemneBune http://semnebune.ro/2015/corpul-uman/...

  • Nikolay
    2018-10-01 03:18

    For me it was worth it even just for the subtle clues for how our body relates to our minds. Modern soldiers were a perfect scene for such thoughts – there are rarely places in the Western societies where our animalistic roots and blind obedience are as welcome as rational thought.

  • Zuza
    2018-10-07 01:29

    Jak někteří lidé v komentářích píší, Giordanova prvotinaOsamělost prvočíselbyla lepší. Protože ale mám jistou slabost pro knihy s válečnou tematikou, neumím Tělo nějak rozumně ohodnotit/zkritizovat a pokud vás příběhy současných vojáků taky zajímají, tak s chutí do toho. (Pokud byste chtěli o pobytu vojáků v Afghánistánu něco autobiografického, doporučuju od českého autora knihuDo temnoty .)

  • Michelle
    2018-09-28 22:02

    The Human Body is not a war novel. It neither glorifies nor disparages the Afghanistan conflict. Rather, it is a novel about people – people who just so happen to be in Afghanistan trained as soldiers and prepared to combat insurgents. It is about their lives before, during, and after their tour of duty. It is about the ways they combat the boredom, the danger, and the scars left by what they face. Mostly, it is about the ongoing battle of being human and surviving not just a war zone but also family, friends, and oneself.It must be said that The Human Body is extremely well-written. Its sentences are crisp and efficient without sacrificing meaning, emotion, or description. There is a poetic quality to the narrative which readers will find soothing. This quality manages to make even the most gruesome scenes beautiful. The Afghan countryside takes on a tragic note as its practically indescribable grandeur hosts scenes of utmost horror.In spite of all of this, the story is lacking. The narrative jumps from third person to first person and back again without warning. One chapter may be Egitto’s story told through third-person omniscience, but the next time readers see Egitto, it is via first person narration. It is a most unusual experience and one that can be quite jarring for readers.While the characters themselves are interesting and varied, there are so many of them that not only is it challenging to keep them all straight, most of them remain flat and one-dimensional. There is little to no character development for most of the characters within the story. This lack of development undermines the character-driven plot of the novel.One gets the distinct impression that in The Human Body, Paolo Giordano was a bit too ambitious in scope or did not write a long enough novel to achieve what he was trying to achieve. The cast of characters is just too big to be able develop them fully so that they not only help drive the plot but also so that readers can bond with them. There is also an unsettling feeling that one should have more than a rudimentary knowledge of the military, any military before starting the novel. So little of military life gets an explanation that those readers with no familiarity with or exposure to the unique acronyms and lifestyle of professional soldiers will be lost. It is a shame, really, because the potential greatness of The Human Body is so very near to the surface. All of the elements for this to be an amazing novel are there; they just need more page space to take root and to blossom – something they did not get.

  • Jill
    2018-09-29 00:17

    Right before the prologue, Paolo Giordano provides a helpful list of characters from the seventh alpine regiment and the third platoon. He needn’t have taken the trouble. The characters in The Human Body are so intricately rendered that each of them is impossible to forget.There’s medical officer Egirto who has willfully exchanged the war zone at home for the war zone overseas. Marshal and troup leader Antonio Rene, a male prostitute who has just learned that he is to become a father. Corporate Marshal Roberto Ietri, a wet-behind-the-ears 20 year old virgin, for whom everything is new and interesting. Senior corporation Major Francesco Caderna, a brusque bully who singles out one unfortunate soldier for his cruel pranks. And there’s First Corporal Major Angelo Torsu, who falls seriously ill after food poisoning and spends his spare time online, trying to connect to a virtual “sweetheart.”These are just some of the characters that populate The Human Body, and if they sound one-dimensional or stereotypical, that is far from the truth. Each is fleshed out with subtle brushstrokes and yet given his (or in a few cases, her) own individuality.For readers looking for a “war book”, with details of battle and wins and losses, they won’t find it here. Although the background is Afghanistan, there is very little action depicted. As readers, we know from the prologue that there will be one ill-fated mission and that some will live and some will die. But even that engagement is narrated from the internal lives of the characters more than the action outside.Ultimately, we begin to care greatly about these imperfect characters, placed in a heinous pattern of waiting, and the struggles they embody: what they’ve left behind, what they’re experiencing, and what they are destined to endure. The war zone itself serves as a catalyst for helping each of these men – and women – realize who they are and the necessity of eventual transformation and connection.Beautifully translated from Italian by Anne Milano Appel, the book is particularly strong in its details: for example, right before disaster, a teeming herd of red sheep overcomes the convoy. These images are powerful and disturbing. Heartrending, insightful and brimming with pathos, The Human Body is an outstanding character study.

  • Laura
    2018-09-26 02:14

    Praticamente siamo io e la madre di Paolo Giordano le uniche persone in questo mondo a cui piacciono i suoi libri.Come al solito ho letto una buona parte di recensioni negative ma, sapendo che La Solitudine dei Numeri Primi mi era piaciuto, non mi sono lasciata scoraggiare. Sarà che nei suoi libri c'è gente abbastanza depressa, alla costante ricerca di qualcosa e che non sa ancora qual è il suo posto nel mondo, ma io mi ci ritrovo.Stavolta siamo in Afghanistan, alla prima missione del plotone del maresciallo Renè. Sono tutti ragazzi che non sanno ancora a cosa vanno incontro. D'altronde come fai a saperlo, fino a quando non ti ritrovi in mezzo a un deserto, con la possibilità di saltare in aria al minimo movimento sbagliato? Ci sono quelli timidi, quelli che vengono costantemente presi in giro dai compagni, quelli che vogliono dimostrare il loro valore. Nessuno di loro sa bene perché si trova lì. Forse per fuggire da qualcosa o da se stessi. Perché quando sei lì, con una buona probabilità di morire al primo passo falso (in senso letterale), ci sono solo il tuo corpo e la tua mente. Paolo Giordano mi fa venire voglia di conoscerli meglio, di scavare a fondo nelle loro vite così come lui scava a fondo nelle emozioni umane. Non sono perfetti, non c'è l'eroe di turno che magari ci si aspetta quando si parla di guerra. Devono affrontare la morte, l'egoismo, il senso di colpa. Molti dicono che i suoi personaggi non hanno una crescita perché continuano a sbagliare. Semplicemente alcuni continuano a sopravvivere invece di vivere, come succede a tanti di noi.Non è il libro che leggerei per avere un lieto fine, abbiamo capito che Paolo Giordano e gli happy endings non vanno molto d'accordo. È il libro che leggo quando ho voglia di qualcosa di vero. Crudo, forse, ma preferisco che non faccia sconti.

  • Martina
    2018-10-06 03:31

    Oh, Paolo Giordano. After the fabulous Solitude of prime numbers, I had my hopes up. I thought I would read another thoughtful, poignant novel. Judging from the blurb, I thought I was in for a read that will explore loss, pain, suffering - the devastation that war wreaks on the spirit of its participants, leaving the body as the sole survivor in the aftermath.Now forget the paragraph above. My anticipations have been based, unfortunately, in my overactive imagination. I see that the author put work into the book and that he tried to explore the topics mentioned above, but it just didn't work. Part of the problem is that the reader's attention is dispersed on a multitude of characters, the majority of which are quite colorless. The pacing is not the luckiest either. I felt like the first part of the novel, which set the scene for the second one, just hogged the screen-time that should have been devoted to the third part (i.e. the consequences of the operation on the lives of all the people involved). This novel had the potential to be good, but so much of it went to waste. I was thoroughly underwhelmed. However, I couldn't give the book one star due to Giordano's writing shills. There were a couple of passages with brilliant narration (especially the two monologues!) which were so excellently done that I'm ready to overlook my crushed overinflated hopes. Two stars.

  • Dominiek Leenknecht
    2018-10-05 02:32

    "De eenzaamheid van de priemgetallen". Zo heette het eerste boek van Paolo Giordano en kenners en media waren waanzinnig enthousiast. Ik niet. Ik vond het een oppervlakkig boek en meen mij te herinneren dat ik het 2 sterren gaf of zo.Nu heeft Giordano een nieuw boek uit en ik wou het een kans geven. "Het menselijk lichaam" zou nog beter zijn dan 's mans debuut, zo beloofden websites, blogs en kranten. Ha, misschien zou ik deze dan toch weten te smaken, dacht ik.Niets bleek minder waar. Het menselijk lichaam is een loom boek, een traag boek, er worden veel woorden gebruikt, maar weinig verteld. Het bezorgde mij weer een ongemakkelijk gevoel. Misschien is dat wel de bedoeling van de schrijver en dan verdient hij 5 sterren!Maar toch heb ik meer het gevoel dat Paolo Giordano méér bezig is met "kijk eens hoe gelaagd ik een verhaal kan vertellen! onderling verwezen verhalen! een mozaïek! met flashbacks en zo!" dan daadwerkelijk met het brengen van een goéd verhaal. "Het menselijk lichaam" lijkt mij meer een stijloefening dan een leuke roman.Ik heb het slechts tot aan de helft volgehouden. Meer zie ik niet zitten.

  • Bandit
    2018-09-21 22:11

    I picked up Giordano's other book Solitude of Prime Numbers based on the strength of the title. I picked up The Human Body based on the strength of its predecessor. And it didn't disappoint. The Human Body is actually about human spirit, there is something profound in searching for meaning and beauty within the context of something as inherently ugly as a war. I don't normally read war stories, particularly not the modern wars, war is the sort of thing best viewed and explored in retrospect with a benefit of perspective and hindsight. The Human Body explores the lives of young Italian military men and one woman in Afghanistan before, during and after their deployment in all their moral complexities. It's vividly realistic, incredibly moving and avoids a lot of the cookie cutter trappings normally associated with such themes. Exceptionally fine, emotionally intelligent exploration of guilt, duty, fear, love and other humanisms, excellent writing (and translation), pretty much what literature ought to strive to be. Very compelling read, tough to put down, despite thematic heaviness. Recommended.

  • Laurel
    2018-10-11 01:08

    Novels about war, and particularly those closely following the lives of soldiers in that war, have always appealed to me. Perhaps to make some sense out of chaos? Who knows? It’s not for this review to determine. Like Matterhorn, written by Karl Marlantes, The Human Body strives to give readers a glimpse of war on a personal level and it also remarks upon the differences between those in command and the rank and file. For the most part he succeeds. We are given insight into certain characters’ lives and Giordano follows through. He doesn’t disappoint at the end. It was interesting (and a bit confusing) for this American to figure out the rank of the soldiers and I was grateful for the Translator’s Notes at the end. Ultimately, I think this book is very good and I would not hesitate to recommend it, but with a caveat. For me the transition from The Red Zone and brutal fighting to the return to base was too abrupt. The book would have deepened in the depth that it needed if the author would have spent more time here.

  • DaViD´82
    2018-10-06 22:06

    Giordano opět o osamělosti a "takových těch věcech"... A zcela jinak než poprvé; tentokrát (tak trochu a spíše zpočátku) ve stylu Mendesova Mariňáka. Každopádně pokud platí ono okřídlené "že kvalitního spisovatele dělá až druhá kniha", tak je tedy definitivně stvrzeno to, co bylo stejně zcela očividné již po prvotině. A sice, že Giordano je jedním z největších talentů současné (nejen) evropské moderní prózy.

  • 61pat
    2018-10-13 03:27

    Quando leggi questo libro trovi scritto quello che ti aspetti succeda veramente in una missione di pace in Afghanistan.Ti sembra di essere lì, soffri con quei soldati, oppure li disprezzi a seconda di quello che ti viene raccontato in quel momento.E' scritto bene; è profondo ed è una conferma della consistenza di Giordano.

  • Luca Conti
    2018-10-19 06:05

    Più bello del libro precedente, anche se Giordano sui finali potrebbe impegnarsi di più :-)

  • Artak Aleksanyan
    2018-10-01 00:09

    "Պարզ թվերի միայնությունը" վեպի հաջողությունից հետո սա Պաոլո Զիորդանոյի երկրորդ գիրքն է, որով անշուշտ պետք է ապացուցեր, որ ի վիճակի է գրել ոչ միայն սիրավեպ, այլև իսկական, ծանր վեպ: Դրա համար ընտրել է պատերազմական թեման: Վեպը իտալացի զինվորիների ծառայության մասին է Աֆղանստանում: Ինչպես վերջում է ինքն իրեն հարց տալիս Զիորդանոյի հերոսը, այս վեպում հեղինակը փորձել է պատասխանել հարցերին, թե ի՞նչ է ընտանիքը, ինչո՞ւ է սկսվում պատերազմ և ինչպե՞ս դառնալ իրական զինվոր: Մեծ հաշվով, երեք հարցերն էլ մնում են անպատասխան: Ասել, որ վեպը վատն է, անարդար կլինի, որովհետև հսկայական աշխատանք է կատարել, բավական մանրամասն նկարագրել է զինվորական կյանքը, բայց հենց զինվորական չորությամբ էլ նկարագրում է հերոսներին: Ռեմարկի պատերազմի վետերաններին դու համակրում ես առաջին էջից, Զիորդանոյի ամենաերիտասարդ հերոսի մահը չի առաջացնում այն շոկը, որից հետո փորձում են դուրս գալ մյուսները: Հետևաբար, ականատեսի զուսպ հայացքի ներքո էլ հետևում ես, թե ինչպես են մյուս հերոսները դուրս գալիս հետ-տրավմատիկ սթրեսից: Մի խոսքով, ստացվել է կիսավավերագրական ռազմավեպ, որտեղ իր հերոսներից պես հեղինակն այնքան զուսպ է, որ կարծես ընթերցողին էլ է կաշկանդում է ավելին զգալ: Զիորդանոն իր առջև դրված խնդիրը լուծել է մասամբ: Իհարկե նա ապացուցեց, որ բացի սիրավեպից կարող է գրել այլ թեմաներով, բայց չկարողացավ այդ այլընտրանքը ներկայացնել նույն հաջողությամբ, ինչ նախորդ վեպը:

  • Michele
    2018-10-06 00:18

    Ho trovato questa un'opera più matura rispetto al romanzo d'esordio. Giordano si è cimentato su una tematica già magistralmente affrontata dalla Fallaci nel suo 'Inshallah', ma lo fa in maniera fresca, originale, senza voler strafare e proprio per questo il racconto è godibile e coinvolgente. Lo consiglio anche a chi non conosce ancora l'autore.

  • Veronica
    2018-10-08 06:26

    Leggere le parole di Paolo Giordano è come assistere ad un operazione chirurgica perfetta. Come con un bisturi incide i pensieri, le caratteristiche, le aspirazioni, le paure e le vite dei soldati di questo libro. È una storia straziante in senso figurato. Lo strazio non riguarda la morte, o per lo meno non solo quella, ma lo strazio riguarda la vita e le aspettative della vita. Sopratutto di chi sceglie di servire l’esercito. Perché questo libro insegna che prestare servizio militare significa servire l’esercito.

  • Rita Dabregaitė
    2018-09-20 04:26

    ,,Tačiau senasis skausmas nesislepia už naujojo. Šis pasilipa ant senojo pečių ir iš ten žiūri į tolį."

  • Frank
    2018-10-16 23:02

    Succede che verso la metà di ottobre del 2012 Mondadori fa uscire il secondo libro di Paolo Giordano, quello che aveva vinto il premio Strega qualche anno fa.Bene, che problema c’è? dico io. Nessuno, mi rispondo. Solamente un altro titolo nelle librerie e un’altra copertina di uno scrittore legato ad una grande casa editrice e che dunque troverò esposta in bella vista nelle vetrine di tutte le librerie, almeno per un mese o forse anche qualcosa di più.Una possibilità in più, da considerare o da ignorare.Invece, come spesso accade in questi casi, mi capita di leggere crociate contro le grandi case editrici, contro i loro proprietari e controllori, contro i criteri di scelta delle opere da pubblicare, insomma contro il sistema in generale.Come se boicottare il libro di uno scrittore avesse un gran senso, bah.La mia idea di lotta e di trasformazione della società passa attraverso vie molto diverse, in primis una elevata partecipazione e un coinvolgimento in prima persona in special modo da parte di chi si lamenta e mette tutti sullo stesso piano.Chi si disinteressa delle cose che accadono ne diventa responsabile, almeno in parte.Fine della chiosa, che dal mio punto di vista era doverosa, in quanto la decisione di leggere in tempi brevi Il corpo umano di Paolo Giordano è dipesa in buona parte dalle polemiche che mi è capitato di leggere proprio su aNobii, il social network dedicato ai libri.Lo avrei fatto comunque, magari più avanti, ma ho deciso come dire, di battere il ferro finché è caldo proprio per dire la mia sui contenuti più che sulla forma.Andiamo al libro allora.Dopo una parte iniziale sostanzialmente introduttiva, il pensiero che arriva improvviso, quasi fosse un avvertimento, è che qua c’è poco da scherzare.Per capire di cosa stiamo parlando basta seguire le notizie che giungono dall’Afghanistan e che raccontano quale sia la situazione reale che si vive in quelle zone e nel Gulistan in particolare.Il racconto di Paolo Giordano riesce a fornirne perlomeno un’idea.Il disagio, le incertezze quotidiane, il senso prima di superiorità e poi di frustrazione ed impotenza, sono ben rappresentati nel romanzo e passano dalla carta del libro alla mente del lettore in maniera diretta.In alcuni momenti la tensione che si respira riga dopo riga è la stessa che si può provare nella sala buia e silenziosa di un cinema quando sullo schermo passano le immagini di una missione pericolosa.Personalmente, leggendo le parti più movimentate di questo libro, ho ritrovato le sensazioni provate durante la visione di Lebanon, il film vincitore del Leone d’Oro a Venezia nel 2009, con in più il fatto che il lento scorrere delle pagine, rispetto alla scena seppur decantata e rallentata di un film, accresce la tensione minuto dopo minuto.Un libro insomma, se parliamo di un certo tipo di emozioni, coinvolge ben più di un film.Il corpo umano riesce in questo.Altra nota positiva è il fatto di aver portato un poco di attenzione sulla vicenda Afghanistan, e più in generale sulle missioni militari all’estero, concentrando però il dibattito sulle condizioni materiali e soprattutto psicologiche dei soldati, prevalentemente ragazzi, che le portano avanti.Anche in questo caso succede che le discussioni siano sempre sulla parte politica con scontri ideologici e rivalse di partito; quasi mai si analizzano in profondità le situazioni.Allora questo libro di Paolo Giordano può tornare utile per riuscire in parte a ricreare un contesto mentale quando capita di ascoltare una ultim’ora al telegiornale.Più in generale il romanzo accompagna alcuni dei protagonisti attraverso una trasformazione interiore che per molti è la stessa, anche se non per tutti.La passione e i sogni dell’adolescenza a cui fanno seguito l’esuberanza giovanile dovuta alla forza e alla determinazione, poi un travaglio interiore più o meno lungo dovuto ad avvenimenti esterni e fuori dal proprio controllo, infine un ritorno alla condizione umana più normale e più complessa allo stesso tempo, con incertezze che tornano o arrivano per la prima volta e un sacco di domande che trovano risponde sempre meno definitive.Un libro che mi è piaciuto e che, pur avendomi fatto compagnia solamente per qualche giorno, mi ha anche acceso una serie di curiosità che cercherò di soddisfare attraverso alcune ricerche.Ovviamente da ora in poi il suono delle parole Afghanistan, Gulistan, contingente militare, missioni all’estero, ma anche Lince, convoglio e perché no, perfino gregge di pecore, accenderanno una lampadina nella mente che illuminerà certe cose.Tempo di lettura: 6h 06mhttp://ferdori.wordpress.com

  • Roger Brunyate
    2018-10-14 03:20

    Superb War Novel that Happens to be ItalianAlthough set in Afghanistan in the past decade or so, this magnificent war novel has the distinct advantage of being Italian, dealing with Italian troops serving with NATO. So one can read it without dragging in the political and patriotic factors that affect Americans reading of their own military. But on another level, being Italian makes no difference, for men (and one woman) at war are much the same, regardless of uniform and nationality; this is a novel about human beings under stress, their relationships with one another, and how they handle physical and psychological trauma. However, I do recommend turning straight to the explanatory endnote by the superb translator, Anne Milano Appel; the Italian ranks can be very confusing to our ears ("marshal," for instance, for master sergeant), as can the names of some of the equipment ("Lince" for something like a Humveee). Clear up a few points like this, and there will be little foreign about the book at all, and little contentious either: simply soldiers, their loved ones, their bodies, and their feelings.I would put this down as the best novel about the recent Middle East wars that I have read, among which are Phil Klay's Redeployment and Kevin Powers' The Yellow Birds. Other comparisons cited on the cover include Tim O'Brien's Vietnam novel The Things They Carried and Joseph Heller's Catch-22. These comparisons are more distant, however. There is certainly a little of the anarchic spirit of the Heller, but one imagines that this is a common reaction to the necessary discipline of war. And while this is more conventionally structured, Giordano shares O'Brien's insight that war writing is more true broken up into almost random fragments; one only distorts by looking for the long heroic line.Not that there are no heroes, but they come in flawed packages. The twenty-year-old virgin Ietri, for example, who after so long being the butt of his companions' cruel jokes, suddenly decides that he is after all a soldier and a man. The aforesaid master sergeant René, who works as a male escort back home, but takes the utmost responsibility for his men. The company doctor, and arguably the book's principal character, Lieutenant Egitto, who isolates himself from excessive feeling with daily doses of drugs, but who finds himself time and again standing up for what is right, what is humane. Giordano also gets right (or at least convinces me) the long days of debilitating waiting in a Forward Operating Base, with skeletal amenities and only the illusion of security, as against the one devastating action that makes all the rest seem irrelevant. But Giordano's skill is to show that nothing is irrelevant, and he has the remarkable ability to carry it through from glimpses of the characters' private lives back in Italy to how their experience changed them after their return. And so to loop back to his first paragraph, which really says it all:In the years following the mission, each of the guys set out to make his life unrecognizable, until the memories of that other life, that earlier existence, were bathed in a false, artificial light and they themselves become convinced that none of what took place had actually happened, or at least not to them.

  • Nina Rapsodia
    2018-10-07 02:20

    4.5Cuando pasé cazando por las estanterías de la biblioteca universitaria, me encontré este libro y no dude en llevármelo a casa. La razón es simple: en 2011 leí su primera novela, La soledad de los húmeros primos, y si bien no conecté del todo con sus personajes, me dí cuenta que este autor tiene un talento que hay que tener en cuenta. Y con esta segunda experiencia que tengo con él, confirmo que este autor hay que tenerlo en cuenta.La compañía Charlie se compone de un grupo de soldados voluntarios italianos que han llegado a las áridas tierras de Afganistán. Son el último grupo que llegará a la base llamada la FOB y van a prestar servicio en medio del calor y el viento cortante. Les espera una estancia de seis meses y el peligro está acechando. Alessandro Egitto es un teniente médico que les recibe en el fuerte ya que ha prolongado su estancia por un asunto personal. El pelotón es comandado por el subteniente Antonio René, quien también huye de un problema personal. Entre los voluntarios tan jóvenes e inexpertos hay riñas, disputas, amistades y cada uno tiene asuntos personales que los llevan a estar en medio de una guerra que no es suya.Este libro sin duda me da sorprendido. Un tema tan ajeno para muchos que es la guerra de Afganistán contada a través de punto de vista de los propios soldados. Pienso que la guerra es una excusa para hacer un estudio intimo de los personajes en una situación como ésta. Esta es una novela coral donde vamos conociendo el pasado de los soldados que han llegado al fuerte, sus motivaciones, frustraciones, deseos, obsesiones y anhelos se van revelando al lector.No puedo dejar de mencionarlos a casi todos: Ietri, Cederna, Torsu, Zampieri (la única mujer del pelotón), René, y el que sin duda es para mi el personaje principal de la novela y el que más me ha llegado, el teniente Alessandro Egitto.Reseña completa: http://rapsodia-literaria.blogspot.co...

  • William Kirkland
    2018-10-18 00:18

    I am one of the few readers, it seems, who is not persuaded by The Human Body, either as to the boredom of men at war, nor as to war's tensions. It's as if Paolo Giordano, even with two tours as a reporter in Afghanistan, and plenty of observational material, could not enter the interior lives of his characters nearly as well as in his stunning The Solitude of Prime Numbers nor his quietly compelling Like Family.The Human Body comes with encomiums such as " a stunning exploration of war," "a great novel of life in wartime," and "magnificently captured the surreal experience of the modern soldier," but by the time I was halfway through I was beginning to wonder, what am I missing here? Yes, it is about soldiers, 15 Italians, in a war setting, Afghanistan. And yes, it is likely accurate in the sense that war is 95% boredom, 5% terror. But their boredom, to my ear, was not very interesting, not as interesting as he had made the lives of a husband, wife and deceased nanny in Like Family, not nearly as compelling as the two odd characters of Prime Numbers., and long way from the daily lives and thoughts of Joseph Heller's Catch-22. to which at last one blurbist compares it.Giordano did write to some degree to get at the questions I always have in reading about men and war: what is happening here? Why can’t the obvious lessons be learned? It appears he has not been able to find many answers either. Doctor Egitto turns to his meds: “One pill a day, each to erase a single question to which over time I had found no answer. Why do wars break out: How does one become a soldier? What is a family?”See more at: http://www.allinoneboat.org/#sthash.q...

  • Christopher Litsinger
    2018-09-27 02:19

    I was almost scared to read this book- after the power of The Solitude of Prime Numbers, the thought of a book by the same author about war in Afghanistan was almost overwhelming.In the end though, I felt like Giordano bit off more than he could chew with this book. Where Solitude was the story of two people, this was the story of 5 or more, and it jumped back and forth between perspectives and voices and in the end failed to win me over in spite of moments of brilliance and insight.I went from dreading picking up the book out of fear of what was coming to simply plodding through it, hoping to finish.As always with a translated work, I wonder how much of this was due to the translation. I was surprised to see that this has a different translator than Solitude.Well, now I'll begin anxiously waiting for Giordano's next book, and hoping that it's a return to the more intimate presentation of The Solitude of Prime Numbers.