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An acclaimed bestseller and international sensation, Patrick Suskind's classic novel provokes a terrifying examination of what happens when one man's indulgence in his greatest passion — his sense of smell — leads to murder.In the slums of eighteenth-century France, the infant Jean-Baptiste Grenouille is born with one sublime gift — an absolute sense of smell. As a boy, heAn acclaimed bestseller and international sensation, Patrick Suskind's classic novel provokes a terrifying examination of what happens when one man's indulgence in his greatest passion — his sense of smell — leads to murder.In the slums of eighteenth-century France, the infant Jean-Baptiste Grenouille is born with one sublime gift — an absolute sense of smell. As a boy, he lives to decipher the odors of Paris, and apprentices himself to a prominent perfumer who teaches him the ancient art of mixing precious oils and herbs. But Grenouille's genius is such that he is not satisfied to stop there, and he becomes obsessed with capturing the smells of objects such as brass doorknobs and fresh-cut wood. Then one day he catches a hint of a scent that will drive him on an ever-more-terrifying quest to create the "ultimate perfume" — the scent of a beautiful young virgin. Told with dazzling narrative brillance, Perfume is a hauntingly powerful tale of murder and sensual depravity.Translated from the German by John E. Woods....

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Number of Pages : 255 Pages
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  • Huda Yahya
    2018-11-08 10:08

    أي رأس يحمل ذلك الباتريك على كتفيهأعني ..‏حقا كيف استطاع انتاج أعجب كائن في تاريخ الأدب الإنساني؟كيف رأه في عقله قبل ان يخطه على الورق..؟كيف نشأ هذا الغرينوي في تلابيب أفكاره...؟هل اشتمه ذات ليلة يا ترى فقرر تحويل عطره الفريد إلى سطور ادبية..؟؟لا يمكن!!فغرينوي لا رائحة لهوهذه هي الطامة الكبرى...‏غرينوي ولد بصفات غير بشريةيحمل في داخله الأسطورة القديمة ليتيم فقير دميمكرهه الجميع ونفروا منه من اللحظة الأولىحتى أمه-في مشهد من أشنع ما يكونتتخلص منه فور ولادته وهي جالسة على مشنتها العطنة في سوق ‏السمكغرينوي مكروهغرينوي مسكينغرينوي بلا أهل‏..‏مهلا..‏هل تظن القصة مكتوبة في القرن الثامن أو التاسع عشرعن فتى مسكين يتعرض لقسوة الحياة والظروفهل تظنه أوليفر تويست؟؟لا تدع كلماتي تخدعك‏غرينوي شريرغرينوي غير طبيعيغرينوي مخيفتخيل كائن ما ينبض أمامك ويتنفس دون أي رائحة تصعد منهعندما تقترب من كائن كهذا وتتأكد من خلوه من اية رائحة كانتيقشعر بدنكتخاف الاقتراب منهفإن عرفت أننا في زمن بعيد بعيدحيث تسيطر أفكار اللعنات والشياطين على عقول مغرقة في الجهل والفقرتعرف لما كان غرينوي يبعث النفور في الآخرين جميعا‏كل هذا في جوٍ لا ينسى زوسكند أن يخبرك عن مدى نتانتهفرائحة باريس في الشوارع الفقيرة بالذات لا تطاقعندما يكبر غرينوي ويتعلم صنعة استخلاص العطورلا يكفه الورود ‏فأنفه الخارق الذي يعرف ما لا يعرف إنس ولا جانيحاول أن يستخلص عطر كل شيء وأنا أعني كل شيء‏....‏عندما يبدأ غرينوي في القتلعندما يبدأ في سحق الفتيات الجميلاتعندما يبدأ في استخراج شهقات الرعب من أعمق أعماقكأنت لا تكرههحسناأنا لم أكرههبل إنني حتى كنت في بعض الأحيان أخشى أن ينكشف أمرهغرينوي استطاع سلخنا من مشاعرنا الآدميةلنلهث وراء قداسة عطره السريولكن ابدا لم نتخيل أنه به يستطيع امتلاك العالم وإحناء هامة الجميعأبدا لم نتخيل أن لمؤلف هذه القدرة الفذة على استخراج خيالات وصور لم ‏تجرؤ أهم قصص الفانتازيا على تصورهاوأبدا أبدا أبدا لم نتخيل هذه النهاية ‏وهي العجب ذاتهابتلاع الآخرين لغرينوي ‏شعوره بالحب للمرة الأولىأنه حقا مرغوب من الآخرينمرغوب لدرجة... الالتهام..‏الرواية لم أقرأها في البدايةسبقها الفيلم المذهل إخراجا وتصويرا وآداءاوهو الفيلم الوحيد الذي يمكنني حقا ان أقول أنه كان على نفس مستوى ‏العمل الأدبي المقتبس عنهفكاميرا المخرج وآداء البطل كانتا على نفس درجة براعة زوسكيند في ‏السرد والحكيالرواية تجربة شديدة التميزوحالة عجيبة من الفانتازيا والرعبوكل هذا مضفور في أسلوب بارع للكاتباستطاع به أن يحكي الكثير عن النفس البشريةلكائن أبعد ما يكون عن البشرية بمعناها المعروفغرينويأنا لازلت أحبكأتمنى أن تكون وجدت السكينة متناثرا بين شوارع باريسذرات أنف خارق وبقايا عزلة لا ذنب لك فيها

  • Khanh (the meanie)
    2018-11-04 06:18

    I was predisposed to love this book no matter what. I love perfumes. The fact that this book had blood and murder was just a bonus.For me, perfumes and scents are a visceral thing. I love perfume. I have never been a visual person, my memories are composed of layers of scent.I remember as a child, growing up in Vietnam, visiting my elderly neighbor's house and having him give me a cup of black tea infused with jasmine. Those jasmines would put the pitiful little star jasmines to shame. They were huge, each petal as wide as a fingernail. White, waxen, and filled with the most beautiful, deep, richly floral scent that even as a 5-year old I could feel was seductive without ever knowing the meaning or the existence of the word.I remember sleeping with the window open, as the night air was filled with the scents of the flowering trees that grew outside my grandparents' house. I remember the green, earthy smell of the rice paddies where I grew up. I remember the bitter, smoky smell of the pits (so environmentally destructive, but whatever) that my neighbors dug in which they burned wood slowly for months to make a small supply of coal. Not all the smells were pleasant, of course, because hello, I did grow up on a farm, but my memories are built upon scent.My love of perfume grew when I was a teen. I learned about perfumes, and how they were made. I learned about how flowers were distilled for their scents, an enormous quantity of raw ingredients required for a few precious drops of essential oils. I learned about making aromatic compounds in an organic chemistry lab, and that my beloved scent of jasmine (and tuberose) smelled as beautifully seductive and sexual as it did because it contained a compound called indoles, which smells like poop. Who knew!I learned that each perfume as a top note, which quickly dissipates, the middle notes, which remains, the base notes, which lingers onto your skin like the touch of a long-gone lover. I learned that musk can smell rank, like sweaty, animalistic sex on top of a slice of Muenster cheese, or it can smell like the warmth of a mother's embrace.There are certain scents I will never be able to wear again, because one I wore for months, while longing after a guy I thought I could never have. Another I can't smell without wincing, because it reminds me of heartbreak and tears, despite the fact that it came in a rose-colored bottle and smelled like green tea and lemons.This book is a perfume lover's dream come true. The entire book could have had no mystery at all, and I would still read it and revel in the descriptions alone.The Summary: Jean-Baptiste Grenouille was a bastard, born in 1738 to a syphilitic, consumptive woman working in a stinking fish stall as a gutter. After delivering the unfortunate child, she was promptly arrested for abandoning said child, and hanged.A most auspicious beginning.Even in the beginning, his wet nurse---paid for by the state---noticed that something was wrong with Grenouille.“I don’t mean what’s in the diaper. His soil smells, that’s true enough. But it’s the bastard himself, he doesn’t smell.”Babies have a smell, some stink, but underneath it, there's always a warm, cuddly smell that even a cold, heartless, child-hating woman such as I can appreciate. Grenouille has no scent.People notice. His fellow children notice.They could not stand the nonsmell of him. They were afraid of him.As a teen, he sought work at a tannery in Paris. Paris is a stinking pit of hell. To Grenouille...it is heaven, with its amalgamation of scents.It was a mixture of human and animal smells, of water and stone and ashes and leather, of soap and fresh-baked bread and eggs boiled in vinegar, of noodles and smoothly polished brass, of sage and ale and tears, of grease and soggy straw and dry straw. Thousands upon thousands of odors formed an invisible gruel that filled the street ravines, only seldom evaporating above the rooftops and never from the ground below.Grenouille knew he was not normal, but his obsession for the pursuit of a scent never really gained traction until he committed his first murder, for love of a virgin's scent....the sweat of her armpits, the oil in her hair, the fishy odor of her genitals, and smelled it all with the greatest pleasure. Her sweat smelled as fresh as the sea breeze, the tallow of her hair as sweet as nut oil, her genitals were as fragrant as the bouquet of water lilies, her skin as apricot blossoms... and the harmony of all these components yielded a perfume so rich, so balanced, so magical, that every perfume that Grenouille had smelled until now, every edifice of odors that he had so playfully created within himself, seemed at once to be utterly meaningless.The scent of a living human being that he must commit to memory, that he must capture, in the way a flower collector dries a specimen within parchment, in the way an insect lover kills and pins to a page the very thing he loves.When she was dead he laid her on the ground among the plum pits, tore off her dress, and the stream of scent became a flood that inundated him with its fragrance. He thrust his face to her skin and swept his flared nostrils across her, from belly to breast, to neck, over her face and hair, and back to her belly, down to her genitals, to her thighs and white legs. He smelled her over from head to toe, he gathered up the last fragments of her scent under her chin, in her navel, and in the wrinkles inside her elbow.His is an obsessive quest that will lead him to murder again, and again, and again, in this desperate search.Grenouille knew for certain that unless he possessed this scent, his life would have no meaning.This is a book in which the title is completely self-explanatory. It is about a murderer, and his obsessive quest for a perfect perfume. It's something I understand, in my constant search for the Holy Grail of fragrances.But I have yet to succumb to the urge to murder. >_>

  • Bryce Wilson
    2018-10-17 07:00

    Because sometimes you just have to read about an 17th century perfumer who may or may not be the Anti Christ and goes on a killing spree, before starting aa giant omnisexual fuckfest and being voluntarily cannabilized. Ah literature. That's why I read you, the class. The class.

  • Mohammed Arabey
    2018-10-27 10:13

    اهلا بكم في رواية ينبعث من صفحاتها عبق ما... رواية رائعة ذات رائحةلا ليس بهذه الطريقة مستر جرين ...لم أقصد رائحة الكتب الساحرة التي آلفناهابل هي رواية ذات روائح مختلفة ومتعددة تسبب لك مزيج من المتعة، القرف، النشوة، الحنين، الاشمئزاز و اﻷثارة..والجمال...رواية عطرية بعطور متعددة مختلفةأهلا بكم في فرنسا القرن الثامن عشر..كما لم تراها تشتمها من قبلفي ذلك الوقت لم تكفي عطورها الشهيرة اخفاء نتن فقر شوارعها وحتي أهلها قبل الثورة ..وفي دكان بيع سمك بأقذر أحياءها يولد جان باتيست جرينوي ..القاتلقاتل لأنه ليس له رائحة مميزة...مجرد عديم الرائحة , أو ربما كما اقترح عليّ احد الأصدقاء في التعليقات هنا- عديم الشخصيةلذا صار يسرق من غيره رائحتهم...شخصيتهم .. جاذبيتهمفي رواية عجيبة , وجرائم فظيعة..ورائحة عطور مختلفةولنقسم الريفيو كما الرواية الي 4 اجزاءالجزء اﻷول----------ومع كل الرائحة الزفرة حوله في دكان السمك، او رائحة باريس العفنه..يولد جرينوي بإعاقة شاذة...فهو بلا رائحة مميزة، بل بلا أي رائحة علي الأطلاق، ليس هذا فحسب بل أن سوء الحظ وشؤمه يقع علي كل من تولي رعايته وهو صغير حتي ينتقل في سن الثامنة للعمل في مدبغ جلود بائس وحتي يصل لعمر الثالثة عشر تتغير حياته عندما يكتشف اجمل عطر التقطته انفه، عطر فتاة جميلة حمراء الشعر ، وقد كلفها شغفه برائحتها عمرها القصير...بينما ظل هو أسير مثل هذا العطر النادرونكتشف أن جرينوي يميز الروائح كلها ببراعة غريبة ويفسرها وحتي قدرته علي الكلام والتسمية تعتبر في احسن احوالها عند ربط المسمي بعطرهوفي الجزء اﻷول ايضا نتعرف علي بالديني العطار صانع الروائح، العجوز والذي سحب منه البساط لصانعوا العطر الجدد وفي الليلة التي ينوي فيها اعتزال العمل نهائيا لشعوره بالعجز لتصنيع عطور جديدة ... يدخل حياته جرينوي بالصدفة ليقلب حياته رأسا علي عقب وايضا تنقلب حياة جرينوي الذي يصقل موهبته الفطرية الغريبة والغير عادية, ويبحث عن كافة الوسائل الممكنة لتحقيق غايته الغريبة المجهولة لنا حتي الأنوينتهي الجزء الاول النهاية الطبيعية لعلاقة العمل الغريبة بين جرينوي وبالديني، ولكن بعد ان عرف جرينوي كل طرق الحصول علي العطر من اي شئ ، إيا كان*************************في هذا الجزء تتجلي براعة الرواية وفكرتها الاساسية بل وعبقرية الراوي في وصف العطور المختلفة, ليس "العطور,البرفانات" فحسب وانما تقريبا جميع انواع الروائحاعجبني جدا ايضا في هذا الجزء التقسيم بين نصفه الاول المخصص لنشأة جرينوي والنصف الثاني المخصص لبالديني وكيف كان السبب في بداية وضع جرينوي علي الطريق الوحيد الذي يصلح له، طريق العطوركما ان بالرغم من ان الجزء الاول ليس مليئا بالاحداث، وقد يغلب عليه السرد بكثرة. إلا انه 'محكما' روائيا وايضا بالنسبة لتصوير مصائر كل الشخصيات التي ظهرت به بطريقة تصويريه بارعة بحقكذلك المشهد الذي تنتهي فيه حياة جريمال صاحب المدبغ بينما تبدأ حياة جرينوي الجديدة من المشاهد المكتوبة سينمائيا بدقه فعلا~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~الجزء الثاني -------------يذهب جرينوي في رحلة للبحث عن ذاته ... بالعزلة التامة عن الناس وفي هذا الجزء يكتشف ، في نصف الرواية بالضبط ، شذوذه الغريب، أنه بلا أي رائحة بشرية. ..بلا رائحة علي الإطلاق... مما كاد يفتك به ولكن جرينوي ذلك القراد القاسي... ذلك القملة المقيت مصاص الدماء يأبي أن يموتولهذا نتعرف في النصف الثاني من هذا الجزء علي الماركيز اسبيناس ذو الاكتشافات العلمية الغريبة، والتي بفضلها ينجح في أشفاء جرينوي ليصير إنسانا طبيعيا ظاهريا ولكنه لا يعلم أن شفاء جرينوي التام كان له سببا اخرا اهم, أنه نجح في مقصده اﻷول. .. خلق رائحة لهفي هذا الجزء ايضا يغلب السرد والذي كاد يكون مملا بالنسبة لي في نصفه اﻷول ولكن ما يميزه هو أن المؤلف أضاف بصورة بارعة الحالة العامة لفرنسا أنذاك ...إجتماعيا.، طبقيا، دينيا وعسكرياً, ظهور التنوريين والماسون وتطرف الجماعات الدينية الي اخر اهم ظواهر ذلك القرن دون اسهاب او مللكما أن الجزء الخاص بتعريف نظريات الماركيز العلمية الغريبة أثارت أهتمامي جدا خاصا وانها مكتوبة بتفصيل غريبالأمر الآخر أن أيضا في هذا الجزء رسم المؤلف النهاية للشخصيات بالجزء الثاني ايضا كما ي الجزء الأول, فقدم تفصيل لكيف انتهت شخصية الماركيز~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~الجزء الثالث -------------العـــــــــطــــــــروهنا تبدأ الاحداث في الاثارةوهنا ,بعد منتصف الرواية تقريبا يبدأ جرينوي كما حدد ,تنفيذ اسطورته الشخصية كما يقول العم باولو كويللوبالمرث الساخن والبارد سيحاول الوصول لغايته الغريبة -ستقابل الكثير من الكلمات الغير معتادة نوعا ما في تلك الترجمة , ولكن سهل معرفة معناها بالاحداث- ليحقق اهم عطر في حياتهوليصل لاسطورته...وايضا حقيقتهومن رضيع عديم الرائحة ولد علي ارض زفرة نتنة..الي معشوق اهل المدينة الصغيرة التي كانت محطتة الأخيرةوكي لانحرق الاحداث بالنسبة لهذا الجزء, الذي كان به شخصيات مثيرة كان من الممكن "مرثها" اكثر لاستخراج احداث اقوي , او حتي نهايات محكمة كما في الجزءين السابقينولكن من اهم نقاط القوة هنا ايضا غير وصف العطور والروائح, شرح ممتع لصناعة مراهم العطور والصابون و روح العطور الخالصة والفروق في صناعتها بشكل غير مسهب وغير مختصر او مبهم..فكان هناك توازن جيدكما ستظل من اهم نقاط القوة التي أحتسبها للمؤلف هو تقديمه لمشهد جامح دون السقوط في الأبتذال او الاسهاب البذئ ككتاب أخرينلن نحرق المزيد من اﻷحداث وسنكتفي بان يكون حديثنا عن أصغر الاجزاء هو الكلمة الاخيرة لريفيو تلك الرواية الفريدةالجزء الرابع-------------تقييمي لهذا الجزء هو ما انقص شيئا بسيطا من التقييم النهائي, منذ اواخر الجزء الثالث الي الجزء الرابع شعرت ان الاحداث بدات تنتهي بخفوت كالعطر, الاثارة والقوة تتطاير لتنتهي الرواية فقط بشعور انك جربت عطر رائع ولكنه انتهي اسرع مما كنت تريدربما تكون هذه ميزة,لكني شعرت اني اريد نفحة اقوي بالنهاية...تمريث اكثر قليلا علي الساخن :)ولكن ستظل الرواية لها مكانتها فعلا بين الروايات المتميزة العــطـر , رواية فريدة...فكرة جهنمية وشخصية غريبة وطريقة سرد تجعلك تشتم كل العطور والروائح التي تم ذكرهاتجعلك تشعر بالنوستاليجا الشمية "الحنين لبعض روائح الماضي" وستجد عقلك يحاول البحث عن وصف لتلك الروائح كما وصف العبقري باتريك سيسكيند الروائح بتلك الرواية , تذكرت عطر ابي المفضل في الثمانينات واوائل التسعيناتاعجابي الغريب برائحة الاستيكة, ضيقي من رائحة اثار الخبز والجبن الابيض في حقيبة المدرسة, عشقي لرائحة السجاد الجديد في محلات الموكيت والسجاد و و و وحتي عطر رائحته كالماء والتي شممتها في يوم ما في احد الدروس وظللت اتذكر اني شممت عطر الماء وحتي الان اتمني ان اجد مثلهAquamarine اشتريت مؤخرا شاور جل برائحةوهي فعلا رائحته مقاربة ولكني مازلت اتمني ان اجد مثل هذا العطرولا ننسي الرائحة التي أسرتنا جميعا اعضاء الجودريدز..كمستر جرين في اول الريفيو..رائحة المجلات والكتبوبالحديث عن رائحة الكتبيبدوا انهم مرثوا الكثير من الكتب لينتجوا هذا العطر ذو رائحة الكتبعطر "عشق الورق" حقيقي ويمكن شراءه من موقع امازون او اي موقع تسوق بعد هذا الاعلان الغير مدفوع للاسف :) , ارشح لكم رواية العطر فعلا كنموذج متميز وفريد لافكار الرواياترواية غريبة خارجة عن المألوفرواية ستشمها وانت تقرأها..حرفيامحمد العربيمن 25 اغسطس 2014الي 29 اغسطس 2014

  • John Wiswell
    2018-10-17 03:58

    I had a heck of a time thinking who I'd recommend this to. It won a Fantasy award, yet I can't call it Fantasy. It's set in a bygone period, but it doesn't play with history, so it's not Historical Fiction. It's about a murder, yet it's not terrifying like Horror, nor is it a mystery. It's just the story of a peculiar boy who became a dangerous and most interesting man. He was born without an odor, you see, and lacking that part of identity, became obsessed with smell. That identity crisis triggers philosophical, religious and morbid chords in the book, yet none dominate. If anything, a dark curiosity dominates it. The book has a slightly menacing monotone about it that is almost hypnotic, and lays a surreal lens over the brilliant and crisp descriptions Suskind provides for his world. It's an angry, dangerous little book that baffled literary critics and inspired Nirvana. Read it and label it for yourself.

  • Patrick
    2018-11-08 06:05

    This book was different and brilliant. The story of an orphaned boy born without a scent, but with an incredibly refined sense of smell, the book drags a bit in parts, but the ends justify the means, in more ways than one.All things considered, the book is a valentine to the beauty, elegance, and power of smell. A truly underrated sense, Suskind reminds the reader of just how powerful an effect our sense of smell can have. Although Jean-Baptiste Grenouille (one of the great names in contemporary fiction)'s amazing sense of smell seems the sort of thing that is unquantifiable in most any medium, Suskind makes it work perfectly. His vivid descriptions almost evoke the smells he is describing into reality, and his characterization of Grenouille is nothing short of perfect.Grenouille is, of course, an abhorrent, vicious, loathsome character, and Suskind takes great pains to point this out literally at various intervals throughout the story. However, despite his actions and the way he is described, Suskind cleverly says one thing and shows another, presenting Grenouille as the unquestioned hero of the story, allowing him to come across as, at the very least, sympathetic (if not pitiable), and at most, a man whose single-minded drives and desires leads to the reader outright rooting for him to succeed in his horrific acts.As the subtitle of the book is 'The Story of a Murderer', I don't think it gives anything away to say that the book climaxes in the brutal murders of 25 women that Grenouille uses to create the most perfect smelling perfume the world has ever known. Despite all the difficulties Grenouille encounters, all the opposition and roadblocks (and it's indisputably true that Grenouille was dealt a bad hand in life), he still takes his lumps admirably and never wavers from his pursuit of his dream, which, at its heart, is something I think everyone aspires to be able to do. Furthermore, when Grenouille finally does achieve his dream, he is heartbroken to discover that, after everything, it was not what he'd envisioned. Sadly, I think that is something people can relate to as well. And so it is that the story of a murderer ends up as something everyone can relate to.One of the ways Suskind is able to so perfectly pull this off is to disassociate Grenouille from these abhorrent acts. Throughout the story, we see only Grenouille striving and working hard to achieve his goal. Then, at the cusp of putting it into motion, the story suddenly changes perspective from the actions of Grenouille to their aftermath and the perspective of the local townspeople. It's a jarring and effective method that allows the reader to still root for Grenouille, as they still are very much aware that Grenouille is responsible for these horrific actions, but disassociates him from the brutality of them by only speaking of them in an offhand manner (i.e. the chaos they create, rather than the actual detailed acts themselves).All that said, the end of the book is insane, but wonderfully so. It's completely out of left field and it's almost hard to accept that what is happening is real and not some sort of dream (which it isn't). The reader is left waiting for the moment when Grenouille opens his eyes and we're told what really happened, but it never comes. Compared to the climax, the end of the story almost makes perfect sense, when in any other story it would be seen as equally insane, if not more so. But don't let it detract you from reading the book. It's true, you'll either love it or hate it, but no matter what you'll be unable to say it wasn't worthwhile.

  • Nandakishore Varma
    2018-11-16 08:10

    There are some books which can be called unique. They may be good, bad or indifferent: but their authors strike out from the trodden paths of narrative themes and structure to explore totally new vistas, so that the product becomes unique. Perfume by Patrick Suskind is such a book.Jean Baptiste Grenouille is "an abominable and gifted personage, in an era which was not lacking in abominable and gifted personages". Born a bastard in the stinking heart of the city of Paris in the eighteenth century under a gutting table, the first cry he utters sends his mother to the scaffold for abandoning an infant. Grenouille grows up by sucking many wet nurses dry, survives the horrendous childhood of an orphan in an age without mercy, and grows up to become a successful perfumer. For this is his unique gift: the child who does not emit any smell himself is blessed with extraordinary olfactory capabilities, which allows him to recognise, separate and catalogue in his mind all the different odours he comes into contact with.But simple identification is not enough for Jean. He is driven by the insatiable urge to possess any smell he likes for himself; he will move heaven and earth to extract it from its origin, make a perfume out of it and keep it with him. He is not bothered that the object which originates the smell will be destroyed in the process of extraction: he is a "smell-vampire". And like a vampire, it is the smell of virgins which drives him wild. Ultimately, Grenouille's gift and single-minded obsession proves to be the cause of both his uplift and undoing...Suskind has written a gripping novel which will hook and pull the reader in from the first sentence onwards. However, this is not a simple horror story or thriller: it has got layers of meaning hidden beneath one another which will come out on careful reading.Jean Baptiste Grenouille is a masterly creation. His insatiable thirst for smells makes him a truly terrifying "collector": one who cannot enjoy his passion the normal way, but must possess the object of his desire (I was reminded of Frederick Clegg in John Fowles' "The Collector") completely. The fact that he lacks a characteristic odour himself enhances his vampiric nature. Also, all the people who profit from him come to a grisly end, like the poor misguided souls who make a pact with the devil.Joseph Campbell has made the slogan "Follow your bliss" very popular - but how to know whether your bliss is good or bad? I have always wondered about the concept of "negative bliss". Both Gandhi and Hitler could have been said to be following their bliss in different ways. While reading this novel, I was struck by the realisation that the difference is in one's attitude. If one is doing it because one cannot be doing anything else - following one's karma, if you want to put it that way - then it is bliss. But if one is driven by an insatiable need which feeds on itself, one ends up being a vampire. Ultimately, it consumes oneself.Highly recommended.

  • Molly
    2018-11-15 04:09

    I want my last 2 weeks back. I dove into this book expecting a hell of a lot more than I dragged out of it. From the very beginning I did not like the author's writing style and should have known then that this book just wouldn't be for me.This book is set in the mid-1700's France and centers around a horrid man who has no redeeming qualities other than the fact that he has likely the most perfect sense of smell in the history of mankind. But he uses this skill for selfish and evil purposes and we get to come along for the story of his life - if you could call it that.The premise of the story seemed interesting enough, and of course the title tells us that there is going to be murder so that always makes for interesting reading. But I just found it to be extremely boring and tiresome.The author obviously did his research relating to all things perfume - the methods involved in it's creation - both chemically and artistically - and the importance of it's purpose in that point in history. But he goes overboard with list after exhaustive list of ingredients or steps within a process or varieties to be found. He can't help but describe every minute detail, not just of perfume, but of the landscape or the people. I love descriptive writing - I truly do - but I do also like to have an exciting plot to keep me involved. By the time he finished describing a scene I forgot why we were there.This book lulled me to sleep and caused me to welcome distractions rather than turning the page so it took me a lot longer than a book of this length normally would. I know that it is loved by many and was recommended to me by several whose opinions I value. But this one just didn't cut it. Even when the action picked up in the last 50 pages or so, it became extremely bizarre and made me wonder what the heck the point was exactly.

  • Tedb0t
    2018-10-24 10:24

    I'd like to make something very clear with my review of this book. I normally don't go overboard with the whole "the movie vs. the book" argument because I'm not interested in making people's decisions for them, even though I'm strongly opinionated about the subject. But this is a case where I have to speak out. Süskind has created here a work of literary art in prose, and I take that seriously. I admire lots of books but I wouldn't say this about any old novel. The movie "Perfume" makes an utter mockery of this artwork, its incredible language (even in translation) and its profoundly disturbing character. The movie is to this book what a smudge of dirt is to a brilliant, glowing star. The movie not only fails to capture the depth and profundity of the prose but also of its unique darkness and unsettling moral bleakness. "Perfume"'s central character (in many ways, its only character) is far beyond some simplistic "good" or "evil." Rather, he is utterly disconnected from humanity. He lacks a fundamental concept of agency in other people, who are essentially conveyors or producers of smells and nothing more. He kills, not with any idea of transgression, but simply as he would break an object in order to smell it. In this he is far more terrifying than any serial killer or other contrived "evil" character, and the story of his incredible and absurd life leaves one with a deep darkness that takes a long time to dissipate after the novel is closed and shelved or passed on.The movie, as I saw it, conveyed none of this existentially disturbing character, but merely his salient features; i.e., his uncanny ability to smell and dissect smells, and even then can't possibly describe what he senses with the book's vividness and detail. In short, viewers are left with a paltry, thin gruel that denigrates and shames the original book and its author.

  • Michael Fierce
    2018-11-09 07:14

    Perfume: The Story Of A Murderer is simply one of the greatest horror novels ever written. Taking place in 18th century, France, it begins with an infant born with one difference from the rest of the world: Jean-Baptiste Grenouille is born with the ability to smell anything and everything in the world around him. Although not a novel of the supernatural as commonly defined, in a sense, it is, because his ability can only be defined as that of supernature. While not being the most prolific author, Patrick Süskind, has made his permanent mark not only in horror and gothic fiction, but in the circles of high literature, as well. More a modern descendant of Edgar Allan Poe or Robert Louis Stevenson and other great gothic writers of that period than to most writers working today, Perfume, is a unique, fresh, story of mystery, suspense, and madness. For those of you tired of books you can see right through, anticipating where the storyline is going and how it's going to end, this is the book for you. I can't imagine anyone figuring out the ending, or even trying to, because you wil be so caught up in the book, you will savour every page and description until the end. It's really hard to find good modern gothic fiction, horror or otherwise, that's done with a literate touch from someone that conveys the feeling of actually being there inside a rich, period piece setting. A book no one with literate reading interests should miss. Though different, it will appeal to readers of newer masters of horror; Thomas Ligotti, Patrick McGrath, Laird Barron, and Matt Cardin. And to older masters; Edgar Allan Poe, Robert Louis Stevenson, Arthur Machen, M.R. James, Edith Wharton, Nathaniel Hawthorne, Henry James, Sheridan Le Fanu, and Bram Stoker. * I do like the cover to the more modern version of this book but, if you are a true book connoisseur like me, track down the 1987 September edition, 1st paperback printing by Pocket Books with the shiny red embossed lettering on a red & black book. It's just fantastic and reminds me of a combination of the artwork for the film, Amadeus (1984), the infamous murderer, Jack The Ripper, and to The Strange Case Of Dr. Jekyll And Mr. Hyde.My highest of all recommendations!!!!!

  • StevenGodin
    2018-11-01 11:08

    Due to a bit of a cold lately, I couldn't smell the cinnamon sprinkled on my Frothy Coffee, nor the aromas of fresh croissants walking past the patisserie, or the preparation of an evening meal consisting of mussels cooked in garlic butter. I love these smells, they are just as important to me as taste, damn this cold!, if only I had the nose of Jean-Baptiste Grenouille, having a cold wouldn't have made any difference, I could smell the fresh fish markets from a mile away!. No interest though in hunting virgins for their scent thank God. Süskind's novel (which I didn't even realise has been so popular) is Set in 18th century France, and tells the grim story of one Jean-Baptiste Grenouille, a physically and emotionally abused orphan who is blessed with a supernatural gift, the great sense of smell. His frenzied obsession for odours guides him in a ghastly perverse way to search for the lost origin of his identity. A genius of aroma, Grenouille himself lacks a personal odor, signifying an absence of individual identity, but never mind, he can just go about stealing that of others. As he discovers his olfactory virtuosity, he becomes increasingly obsessed with inventing new fragrances, particularly his own, which he attempts to create artificially by extracting and blending the corporeal scents of young virginal women he murders. His great hope is to create the ideal perfume that will give him the magical essence of identity. He despises the rest of mankind, but still is solely driven by a desire for the attention and affection of others, he wants to be top dog, the hell with everybody else. At the moment of his crowning glory, however, Grenouille knows that the aura of identity created by his magic perfume is an illusion, and that it has been hate rather than love that drove him to become a genius of perfuming. After this epiphany, Grenouille goes barking mad, and surrenders himself to a gory finale.This book was good, I enjoyed it for the most part, but for me, it wasn't great, as viewed by a lot of others. The plot is unique and skilfully done, not only in Grenouille’s characterization, but also because Süskind has done his homework on 18th century France and the science behind perfume. He describes Grenouille and his actions with a detached demeanor, thereby heightening the horrific nature of Grenouille’s actions by not commenting on that nature, this leads to the problem though of very little coverage in Grenouille's despair as he realises that everything he did was in vain and ultimately unsatisfying to both him and me as the reader. And the repetitive prose and unfocused paragraphs had me skimming the odd page here and there. I can see why it has had big appeal, because on the surface, the premise is so startlingly different, so kudos there, and he gets a range of emotions from sympathy when a filthy young orphan, to disgust and hatred when he starts his murderous quest.Even tough the chilling horrors of Grenouille's actions are painted in such realistic tones, the novel on the whole never really got under my skin as I thought it would, it's good in places but pretentious in others, and summing up the central character he was just too two-dimensional for my liking. Not the sort of book I would normally read, so at least it was a break from the norm.Although I am still a long way off wondering around in grandpa slippers, I felt this novel was maybe intended for a younger audience.Forget the fish guts, cow hide, boiled puppy and dead virgins, I will stick to the mint, lavender, bergamot, sandalwood and tonka bean of Jean Paul Gaultier. A lightly scented 3/5

  • Christy
    2018-10-25 12:13

    Let me begin by telling you that this book is hilarious, and I am mildly obsessed with it. I loved it. Grenouille is my new favorite literary character. I’ve even started doing little impersonations of him when I'm feeling particularly annoying, which I think is going over pretty well around my house. He lurks in the shadows, is mildly hunchbacked, and sniffs the air like a total freak. Anyway, as you may know, Perfume is the story of Grenouille, a man born with the ability to smell every little thing in the world, but who has no scent of his own. His nose is his compass; he relies on it more than most rely on their eyes or ears. He lives to smell, to identify each layer of fragrance in everything from a sweaty Paris street to a brass doorknob. He can deconstruct even the most complex aromas. His early days are spent creating an olfactory map of the world, a vast catalogue of odors which serves as his memory bank and through which he can leaf and re-experience, or invent new experiences by combining, in his mind, fragrances that have never before been layered with one another. While one might expect a nose like his to be revolted by foul odors, he is actually well suited to dealing with them, and as such is able to endure the most unappealing tasks without much thought. Inevitably, he becomes horrified by his own lack of odor and sets out with an enhanced drive to create the ultimate perfume, the source for which he has managed to sniff out and isolate using that incredible nose of his. Since this smell becomes what he lives for, he does whatever he must to obtain it. This is a man on a mission, and he is surprisingly determined, crafty, and always successful, without coming off as malicious in any way. Every page of this book is funny. There is an almost Dickensian charm about the peripheral characters, whose quirks help save this book from ever becoming too morbid. Suskind does not miss an opportunity to remind us that Grenouille is disgusting to behold. When he is a creepy baby nobody wants anything to do with him. He goes unnoticed for most of his adulthood and is only barely tolerated when it is in someone’s financial interest to do so. The author also has this cutely subtle way of letting us know that Greanouille is a bit of a walking curse on people who become involved with him. Suskind clearly delights in describing, in uncomfortable detail, things like oozing, seeping pustules. The ending is utterly fantastic. It is a totally unabashed celebration of freakishness.

  • Ahmed Ibrahim
    2018-11-08 05:14

    " فكيف تمنى النفس بالخلاص من السفاح ؟ إنه أغشم من الطاعون، يمكن الهرب من الطاعون لكن لا يمكن الهرب من هذا المجرم " أى جنونٍ هذا ؟ كيف خطرت هذه الفكرة فى بال الكاتب .. ماذا فعل ليخرج لنا هذه الرواية ؟ رواية غريبة وفكرة مبتكرة ومبهرة، وهى تقريباً متكاملة على الجانب الادبى .جان باتيست غرينوي، صاحب أدق أنف فى العالم، الفتى الذى إستطاع بأنفه إحصاء كل الروائح -والروائح التى لا نعرف لها نحن رائحة- لكنه ولد وعاش بدون رائحة ويظل يسعى أن يجعل لنفسه رائحة تجعل الناس يحبوه لدرجة العبادة وفى طريقة لعمل هذا العطر يستحل لنفسه قتل الكثيرين .الحقيقة أنك تستطيع التخلى عن عينيك عند قرائتها، فهى ستعرف طريقها الى أنفك، فقط دعها تتغلغل إلى أعماقك وأستمتع .

  • فهد الفهد
    2018-10-27 07:26

    على كل من يريد كتابة رواية أن يقرأ هذا الكتاب، عله يتخلص من شيء من بلاهة المؤلفين، رواية عظيمة، بل تقترب من الكمال

  • Virginia Ronan ♥ Herondale ♥
    2018-10-24 09:58

    To be entirely honest I still haven't decided whether I loved the book or hated it. XD I loved the writing style and the idea behind it but at the same time I was disgusted by the vivid pictures it provoked. It was way too easy to get lost in the "Perfume" and I swear I could literally smell the book while I read it. *lol* All things considered it actually was a very good read and I can recommend it to everyone who's into haunting stories. I read that book a while ago and I'm still thinking about it! So yeah I guess Patrick Süskind did an amazing job! ;-)

  • Fernando
    2018-11-02 04:17

    Pero qué novela tan interesante ha escrito Patrick Süskind… Este es otro de esos libros que yo veía en los estantes de la librería, o sobre el cual, muchos lectores reseñaban pero que no había tenido yo la oportunidad de leer.Es verdaderamente original y sorprendente la manera en que Süskind crea el personaje de Jean-Baptiste Grenouille. Sencillamente brillante. Han existido en la literatura famosos asesinos (creo que Raskólnikov de "Crimen y castigo" es uno de los más emblemáticos), pero en el caso del personaje principal de "El perfume" lo que sobresale es casualmente su sorprendente naturaleza y originalidad. El hecho de que Grenouille haya nacido sin ningún tipo de olor personal y un sentido del olfato tan perfecto, a punto tal que hasta él mismo sabe que sólo puede aprovecharlo para asesinar, le da todo el sentido a la trama del libro para que los sucesos de su vida sean lo más importante.El olfato de Grenouille le permite distinguir todo tipo de olores, hedores, fragancias, tufos, aromas, emanaciones, vahos, esencias y por supuesto, perfumes. Nada escapa a su olfato, un sentido que para muchos es el menos importante de los cinco que poseemos en el cuerpo humano. Desde su infancia, Jean-Baptiste es alguien que no tiene madre, que no siente dolor ni sentimiento de amor alguno. Con el correr de los años se transformará en un ser insensible y desarrollará, a partir de su peculiar habilidad una extraña forma de comportamiento que lo llevará a cometer asesinatos, siempre hacia jóvenes y bellas muchachas virginales.Otro aspecto para destacar es la manera en la que está narrado el libro y hay que felicitar a Süskind por ello. La historia está ambientada en la Francia del siglo XVIII y Süskind la relata como un aplomado escritor del siglo XIX. Es excelente su dominio de la narrativa, ya que esto se asocia a lo original del personaje y porque además mantiene el suspense de lo que pasa con Grenouille. Considero también que las primeras quince páginas son atrapantes y hacia el intermedio del libro, el autor logra que el lector no pueda desprenderse de la lectura.Tal vez el momento más chato de la historia es cuando Süskind narra los siete años en que Grenuille se recluye en la montaña de Auvernia, pero rápidamente la historia vuelve a tener un vivo interés, precisamente a partir de que vuelve a cometer tantos asesinatos, y al llegar a esta parte es clave el hecho de haber leído sobre sus andanzas en la perfumería de Giuseppe Baldini, de sus forzados trabajos con el curtidor Grimal, de su primera víctima, la muchacha pelirroja de Rue de Marais, o de sus estancia durante la niñez en la casa de madame Gaillard quien insólitamente carece de todo olfato.Debo reconocer que lo que más me descolocó fue precisamente el final del libro. Para que se me entienda: los lectores en su mayoría leemos ficción y nos acostumbramos a todo tipo de historias fantásticas, pero en el caso del final de esta novela, realmente me esperaba otra cosa. A mi entender es demasiado inverosímil y el abrupto cambio sepulta un poco la intriga a la que me sometía en las primeras dos partes de la novela.Y nuevamente, en la cuarta parte, que se compone de un solo capítulo creo que Süskind acelera el final de una manera casi abrupta (y también, demasiado inverosímil), contrastando con las extensísimas descripciones de las características tanto de la personalidad de Grenouille como de todos los sucesos que le ocurren en los distintos lugares que vive.Estoy dudando en calificar a "El perfume" con tres o cuatro estrellas, pero me voy a inclinar por las cuatro por el hecho de que me mantuvo muy intrigado en un 85% de la historia y porque además, cuesta mucho encontrar libros sobre asesinos tan pero tan originales como Jean-Baptiste Grenouille.

  • Rinda Elwakil
    2018-11-16 07:58

    قرأتها و شاهدتها فيلما ..كاتب متميز فكر خارج الصندوق و أنتج فكرة عجيبه لا أدري من أي مكان جاء بها من تلك الوديان البعيده التي يأتي للشعراء و الكتاب جميعا منها الإلهام ..A master piece ..لطالما احببت الأعمال الفنية اللتي تترك في فمك مذاقا ما .. التي لا تعود الحياة بعدها كما كانت , منها العطر ..رأيت أثناء قرائتي البطل طفلا يشم كل شئ في جشعأشفقت عليه طفلا بالرغم من نفور جميع من حوله منه..و هو يقوم بخلط العطور بدون قواعد .. رأيته و هو يري الفتاه قتيلته الأولي في منامه .. يتذكر شذاها , يحاول الإمساك به الإحتفاظ به للأبد و من ثم يراه كالزئبق ينسل من بين يديه ... فيصرخ و يستيقظ رأيت ذلك الجنون في عينيه و هو يستخلص مكونات سحره , العطر ..انتهيت من قرائتها و من ثم شاهدتها فيلما , كان أفضل مما توقعت من الأفلام ألا تكون بمستوي الروايات دوما .. النهايه رائعه ..عمل لن أمل من إعادة قرائته , و رؤيته علي الشاشه .. العطر ..أنصح بها بشدة , علي مسئوليتي الشخصية :))

  • Duane
    2018-10-23 09:02

    If I could only have one word to describe this novel it would have to be "original". What an idea, what a concept Suskind came up with for this story, for this character. Fortunately I have more words available and I have to use them. Words like creepy, disgusting, sick, vile, etc. etc. It's the story of a serial killer in 18th century France. The victims - young girls, virgins. Predictable you say, well not so much. Sherlock Holmes would have struggled solving this case I believe. Very well written, but difficult to read in some parts.4 stars

  • Yousra
    2018-11-11 08:57

    خلصتهاااا :) قريتها ببطء شديد متعمد .... كنت مستمتعة بتفصيلات ممكن تبان غريبة لبعض الناس وخيالي بيسرح في حاجات أغرب ... بس النهاردة مقدرتش ابطأ نفسي في القراية ... كان لازم أخلصها وتقريبا أكلت صفحاتها بعيني ومن غير ما أفوت كلمة واحدة ودلوقتي حاسة بإحساس غريب يتلخص في كلمة واحدة هي "واااو" Woooow :Dمنين جاب الفكرة دي؟؟!! والتفصيلات العجيبة والنهاية الغريبة دي؟؟!! أي شيطان كان بيتنطط في خيال الكاتب وإداله الفكرةلازم أعترف إن للرواية مغزى أخلاقي من وجهة نظري فـ "چان بابتيست جرينوي" كان نتاج المعاملة اللي تلقاها والظروف المحيطة بيه من معتقدات سخيفة لناس بسيطة ومعاملة سيئة في أغلب الوقت وإن تحسنت المعاملة بيكون لسبب وهو المنفعة الشخصية من موهبته مع النفور التام من شخصه وأكيد دة بيسبب تشوه نفسي لأي حد فما بال الكل بطفل بيكبر بدون حب واهتمام حقيقيين؟؟باتريك زوسكند كان هايل في إنه أوجد فيا إحساس التعاطف مع جرينوي كطفل رضيع وفي أول سنوات حياته وحتى مع أول جرائمه لأنه كان طفل بوعي ديني وأخلاقي أقل من الطبيعي واعتقد بشدة إن الوعي دة بيتم اكتسابه من التربية في عائلة محترمة .... وبعدها لقيتني مترقبة جدا لنجاحاته .... مرعوبة من جموحه وأفكاره وجرائمه التالية ومتعاطفة من جديد موقفه مع نفسه في الآخروصعب عليا جدا والد لور ... قطع قلبي من الحاجات اللي سرحت فيها إنه فكرني بقطتي اللي طول النهار بتشمشم في اي حاجة جديدة تيجي في سكتها :)وسرحت في إزاي لما كنت باشتري عطور من المطارات والمحلات في الأماكن اللي سافرت لها كانوا بيجربوها بالرش على ورقة مستطيلة ويهزوها في الجو قبل ما يناولوهالي ... بينما هنا في مصر البياعة بترش لي على رسغ إيدي وتقول لي ماتشميهاش دلوقتي واستني لما تهدا ... وبصراحة بحب الطريقة التانية اكتر وبتخليني احدد اللي عايزاه بشكل أدق وفهمت من الرواية سر الطريقتين في تجربة العطور سرحت في مكونات العطور اللي ذكرها الكاتب وترجمها المترجم بمعظم الأسماء الأغرب والأقل شيوعا، واللي عندي فكرة عن اغلبها بسبب دخولها في بعض العطور اللي استخدمتها في حياتي واستخدمها زوجي واللي أعرف تماما معنى تواجدها في العطر وهل هيبقى تقيل للمساء ولا خفيف للنهار ... وافتكرت النصيحة الجامدة جدا " وانتوا بتعملوا انترفيو شغل وحياتكوا ماتعموا الناس ببرفانكم لأنه لو معجبهمش ممكن يأثر على تقييمهم لكم" :))سرحت في إني بحب ريحة البحر وإن كنت - بعد تفكير- وصلت لفكرة إني ماحبش الإحتفاظ بيها وأحب أشتاق لها :)) وبحب ريحة البن في المحمصة والحبهان في مطبخي واللب الأسمر السخن والكتب .... وبحب ريحة المواليد فعلا ... بحب ريحة مخدة واحد من ولادي (ابني الكبير) وساعات بابدل معاه مخدتي لو أنا مش عيانة عشان دة بيحسسني بسلام نفسي وساعات هو بيكتشف ده ويبوظ التخطيط :)) وباكره بعض روائح لجمادات ونوع من الخضار المطبوخ وفعلا مابطبخهوش سرحت في إن يا ترى لو كان فيه حد كدة فعلا كان هيعرف يعيش لحد سن جرينوي ولا استقباله للروائح بخاصة الخبيث منها كان ممكن يجننه ويمرضه؟؟رواية مجنونة وجننتني ومختلفة فعلا عن كل حاجة قريتها أو يمكن اقراها مستقبلا :))ترجمة كاميران حوج بشعة ومحتاجة ترجمة أساسا بس تجاهلتها أحيانا وتقبلتها أحيانا كنوع من التغيير وطبعا لم تقلل من تقييمي للرواية

  • Arah-Lynda
    2018-10-31 08:02

    Smell, they say, is the strongest of the senses.Hmmmmm,I remember a time, years ago, on the beach.I could smell the lake, the night airFeel the Harley spinning out of control as it hit the sand. No pain justThe smell of wet leather and silk Bob Seger singingMoonlit endless sandThe taste of beer and cigarettesHis scent……..mine….mingled.That’s the thing about smell; it commands an immediate and visceral response. It is instinctive, automatic; void of conscious thought or will, all the while affecting a wide range of behaviours; emotion, motivation …..memory. Perfume is an olfactory experience. Murder most monstrous is afoot. Suskind takes you on a bloody, smelly, insane quest.

  • Manny
    2018-10-31 06:26

    "So what did you think of it?" she asked. "I've been trying to write something, but all I can come up with is that it's a weird story about a guy who has an unusually good sense of smell."She stopped, struck by a thought. "Wait a minute. You've got a pretty acute sense of smell yourself. I've noticed, don't try to deny it. That thing with the toaster. Right?"He was cornered, and vaguely assented, hoping she would drop the subject. But she persisted."So you must have read it too. What did you think?""Well," he said reluctantly after a while, "You can't really describe it with words. That's the point. But you could describe it as... as a smell.""As a smell?""You'd actually have to create the smell," he said. "I thought about it quite a lot.""What would it smell like?" she asked, amused. "Beautiful young virgins?""A bit," he said. "But that isn't the dominant note.""What is, then?"He hesitated. It sounded so absurd. "Epistemology," he said after a long pause. "And moral philosophy. You know. Kant.""It smells of Kant?" she asked. "But what does Kant smell like? I wouldn't have thought he had a smell.""Oh, he does!" he said. She had never seen him so animated. "And you can extract it. Süskind is absolutely right. Grease-soaked linen, that's the way to do it. Enfleurage. Distillation. People who are reading Kant have a special aroma.""But don't they have to be dead for you to be able to get it?" she asked, raising an eyebrow."That is the main problem," he replied. He looked at her, and now all the excitement was gone. "It's a problem," he repeated. "But it's one you can solve. If you're persistent."She was staring at him as though she had never seen him before. What was he doing? He had already told her far too much."Just kidding," he said, and he moved the corners of his mouth upward as he had learned to do. "Just kidding. Actually, I can sum it up in a couple of words. People stink."

  • Nora
    2018-11-07 08:23

    يعتقدون أنهم يشاهدون كل شيء بعيونهم "..أكان شيطاناً ، مسخاً أم شبحاً لانسان؟ جسده الضئيل قد يوحي بذلك هذا الكم الكبير من اللامبالاة ، البرود والحياة وحيداً هي ما تشير لذلك .هل كنا في يوم ما نهتم بحاسة الشم أكثر من النظرأو اللمس أو التذوق ، هل كنا نرى الاشياء بعدة حواسأم نكتفي بتكثيف حاسه واحده فقط ؟كان "غرينوي" يشم ويرى ويتذوق بأنفهاستنشق كل شيء ما عدا أهم شيء وهذا ما صنع منه هذا الشخص البالغ في الهزال واللامبلاه والغيبوبة الانسانيه .التفاصيل الدقيقه افكاره حياته تشوقه المستمر لاستنشاق كل شيءخلقت جواً فلسفياً من نوع آخر لم يتطرق له في أي روايه سابقهمنذ بداية ولادته الغريبه الى المشهد الاخير حين حول العامه والنبلاء والبرجوازيين ذلك التفصيل الاخير الىمحفل كما فعل هو تماماً عندما امتص رحيق خمسة وعشرين صبيه جميله طريقة غريبه لأن يهتم الانسان بالتفاصيل مهما اختلف الغرض أوالسببانانيه اتقاما او تشفي فإن الانسان يغدو شغوفاً بما يريده وبما يؤمن به مهما كان غريباً أو مُداناً ..ُ.باختصار انها روايه لا تقرأ فقط بل تُستنشق !

  • Martine
    2018-11-09 09:09

    A cross between The Silence of the Lambs and a period drama. That's how I would describe Perfume, the great German classic of the 1980s. Basically, it's an eighteenth-century murder story, except that it doesn't focus on the victims and the hunt for the killer, but rather emphasises the life and times of the murderer, who is an unusual protagonist to say the least.Perfume tells the story of Jean-Baptiste Grenouille, an eighteenth-century Parisian with a unique gift: a prodigiously well-developed olfactory sense which allows him to recognise pretty much any scent or smell. After a childhood full of hardship, he is apprenticed to a perfumier who teaches him all he knows about distilling smells. Unbeknownst to the perfumier, however, Grenouille isn't in it for the fashionable perfumes. Rather than extracting scents from flowers and petals, he wishes to extract smells from living objects -- more specifically, from the beautiful virgins he comes across every now and then, who smell like heaven to him. And so he plies his trade, hoping to learn that elusive trick which will enable him to trap the scents of the lovely young ladies he covets from afar, so that he can create the perfume he really wants -- essence of maiden.Perfume is a riveting look into the mind of an obsessed man -- a murderer whose immorality and eccentricity put him on a par with Thomas Harris' unforgettable serial killers. As unlikeable and depraved as Grenouille is, you almost sympathise with him. He may be a monomaniac, but his perseverance and creativity and the originality of his quest are such you almost wish him to succeed, or at least to see how far he will get before he gets caught. Suskind does such a great job describing his obsession that you simply keep turning the pages, waiting to see what fate has in store for this horrible yet ever so original murderer.The writing on display is beautiful. A tremendous lot of research went into Perfume, and it shows. The descriptions of the various perfume-making techniques are rich, detailed and thoroughly impressive. Suskind frequently devotes whole pages to explanations of parfumiers' secrets; it is testimony to the quality of his writing that they never get tedious. He also does a marvellous job evoking the odours of Grenouille's world and the way in which they affect him. With its many powerful descriptions of odours (both pleasant and unpleasant), the book is a veritable smellscape which makes you increasingly aware of the smells surrounding you. However, it is not without its problems. The middle chapters are a bit of a drag and the ending is so over the top that many readers will be put off by it. I was a bit put off by it myself, yet I can see why Suskind went for the grotesque touch. For all its scientific detail, Perfume is essentially a fairy tale, and anything but a strange ending would have been a betrayal. It's weird, but if you read the story as if it were fairy tale, the ending makes sense. It's a fairy tale with a fairy-tale ending, and then some.

  • Cindy
    2018-11-03 06:01

    I don’t know what compelled me to finish this book but it was the worst book I’ve ever read. I get that Jean-Baptiste has an extraordinary sense of smell and that his obsession leads him to murder. I understand the irony of it all: that he was born abandoned and died in an act of love. Even so, there was nothing about the story that was vaguely likable. I know it’s fiction but it seemed completely unrealistic and ridiculous to be even remotely appreciated. Furthermore, it takes forever to reach the part of the book where Jean-Baptiste actually starts to murder people because there’s a huge, useless portion of the book dedicated to 10 years of his life when he goes into hiding in a mountain. Also, there is no climax (unless you count the execution/orgy scene which I thought was the stupidest scene ever). How could someone be compelled to write such a useless piece of crap and worse, how could a book gain such fame as to be deemed an international bestseller?I hate this book. It was a waste of time. I don't recommend anyone should read this book... not even my worst enemy!!

  • Helen 2.0
    2018-11-05 12:14

    This book had me like...Unlike anything I've ever read, but I loved it. Especially the whole last chapter had me laughing morbidly at scenes the author probably did not intend to be satire. The circumstances of Jean-Baptiste's birth and upbringing were also hilariously awful to me.During the rest of the book my general reaction was this:I wasn't sure if I was gonna be sent straight to hell for rooting for the main character so I tried to keep my opinion out of the general reading process. (I say this because Jean-Baptiste murders several innocent people and despises every person he meets in the entire story. Not a role model.)Overall, good book, not for the faint of heart.

  • Jacob
    2018-11-14 12:25

    This book was lent to me by a friend. This friend was really a great writer and kind of a genius but also an asshole. I should have known about this friend. Her name means sadness and she carried herself either in awkwardness or fierceness or hipper than you savagery or a combination of all of those or none of them and I’m just constructing a mythic version of her. Her writing was amazing. It was zany, rich, violent and grotesque. It would reach down into intense emotional depths and then get completely silly but even that was colored with a sort of darkness that was irrepressible. But that friend and I had a falling out, which involved a writing project a mutual friend of ours was putting together, of all things to cause a falling out but I guess some of us are more serious about some subjects than others, that led to a poisonous blog entry that she wrote on myspace and then there was a drunken party where she head-butted me in the nose and then she vanished and by vanished I mean moved to Ohio at which point we were no longer friends and I never got to return the book. To be fair, about the whole head-butt thing, according to several people at the party not only did I egg her on and say repeatedly, go ahead, do it, go ahead, but she also tried once and missed, and I being the genius I was at the time, still courted danger like a sucker. When her head did connect my nose made a crunching noise. I think it was broken and it hurt for a long time afterwards but again it was kind of my fault. I held off on reading Perfume for months and months partially because of my hurt nose and partially because it looked like a cheesy piece of shit. Then I read it and I read it quickly. It was funny, romantic, revolting, and very something I would like and I liked it. At dinner at my apartment one night, I lent it to a friend of my girlfriend. That girl never returned the book but as far as I know she hasn't read it. My girlfriend and I broke up and her and the friend are no longer friends. This makes me think that Perfume, or at least this copy of it, has some weird mojo. Well people, I will say this, if a really little, partially Jewish, partially hip, girl, with red hair, and a big sexy nose, tries to lend you a battered copy of Perfume, think twice about it. Say, to yourself, Do I want my relationships to be tested? Do I want to be head-butted?

  • Emelia
    2018-11-02 10:12

    To say this book is just a book of murder is to confine Patrick Suskind's words to banality. It is a story of love and obsession. Of one destined to be a captive of the senses.Jean-Baptiste Grenouille is a slave to scent. As some people are captivated by the scent of roses or lilacs, so Jean-Baptiste is captivated by the scent of women. In his dementia, in his lonely mind, he seeks to forever hold this scent of innocence and beauty, so much so it drives him to the brink of insanity, forcing him to commit the utmost atrocities as his mind takes him down a path of darkness from which he will never return. Perfume is a story of the dark recess of the mind, where some madmen dwell for moments, and some dwell forever.

  • Will Byrnes
    2018-11-17 03:57

    In 18th Century France a baby is born who lacks any scent. He does, however, have a deep and strong survival urge. Although he is treated as a pariah by many for his condition, he possesses a parallel condition, a heightened sensitivity to aroma. It is his quest to experience life through smell, and he does so. He is also a cold-hearted sociopath who seizes opportunities where he can to advance his particular desires. It ends badly for him, but that is a good thing.The authorThis is a very interesting book. I was rapt. Until I was done it was an unhappy thing to have to put it down unfinished, due to interruptions like work, sleep and eating. Thankfully I was able to complete it. Perfume is an odd story, perhaps, but also very interesting, providing some payload in depictions of 18th Century Europe and information about aroma in general and perfumery in particular. Much recommended but not for all tastes.

  • Mia Nauca
    2018-11-15 08:09

    Este libro es una experiencia sensorial olfativa, el libro no se lee sino se huele, se aspira y se exhala Es un clásico situando en Francia del siglo XVIII descrita como un lugar desagradable, apestoso, caótico, nauseabundo y en medio de todo nace esto Grenouille, nuestro protagonista, en un mercado lleno de pescado y fruta podrida es abandonado por su madre al nacer y tiene que aprender a sobrevivir a muchas pruebas a lo largo de la historiaLo interesante de este personaje es que tiene la capacidad de oler TODO, el aire, el vidrio, el mar, las flores, TODO, completamente todo pero él mismo no tiene olor alguno. No huele a absolutamente nada.Debo decir que esta es una historia que no se concentra en el desarrollo de personajes, sino, en la historia misma y como dije, más que nada en darnos una experiencia sensorial como pocos libros pueden hacer. Sin embargo, Grenouille, es un personaje que no se olvida, es un genio calculador que puede lograr mediante la creación de perfumes hechos con los más extraños ingredientes, engañar a cualquier persona y someterla como el quiera.Es un personaje narciso, malvado, lleno de odio por la humanidad y su único interés en la vida es crear el perfume perfecto.Esta es la historia de uno de los hombres más geniales y abominables de los que he tenido la suerte de leer, un libro oscuro y retorcido como ninguno y con uno de los mejores finales de la historia.

  • Beatriz
    2018-10-22 08:10

    Reto #44 PopSugar 2017: Un libro que tenga lugar a lo largo de la vida de un personajeLo primero que quiero comentar es que este libro no es lo que yo esperaba. Pensé que sería un thriller trepidante, pero me encontré con un relato lento, que se centra en desgranar la psique del personaje principal y en narrar las circunstancias que lo acompañaron durante toda su vida, para que el lector pueda comprender su forma de pensar, actuar y ver el mundo. La verdad, también me gustan mucho ese tipo de libros, pero en el caso de El Perfume, el autor utiliza un estilo en exceso reiterativo, se detiene cada página a enumerar cosas sin importancia, alarga capítulos de forma absolutamente innecesaria y, al final, se transformó en una lectura muy tediosa, que acabé a pura fuerza de voluntad y que no me mantuvo enganchada en ningún momento; ni siquiera en aquellas partes por las que es más conocida esta obra y que ocupan menos del último tercio del libro.No niego que el argumento es en extremo original y muchos aspectos te invitan a una reflexión bastante profunda, por lo que le doy las dos estrellas. Pero para mí la lectura tiene que ser una experiencia placentera y esta definitivamente no lo fue.