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Ein Affe hockt an einer Schreibmaschine und tippt um sein Leben, denn vor ihm sitzt Yama, der Herrscher des Todes. Geschichten über Geschichten entströmen seiner unerschöpflichen Phantasie. Wenn er müde ist, übernimmt ein junger Inder seine Aufgabe und erzählt vom heutigen Amerika. Ein üppiger, phantasievoller Roman, der auf beeindruckende Weise indische Traditionen und moEin Affe hockt an einer Schreibmaschine und tippt um sein Leben, denn vor ihm sitzt Yama, der Herrscher des Todes. Geschichten über Geschichten entströmen seiner unerschöpflichen Phantasie. Wenn er müde ist, übernimmt ein junger Inder seine Aufgabe und erzählt vom heutigen Amerika. Ein üppiger, phantasievoller Roman, der auf beeindruckende Weise indische Traditionen und modernes Leben in den USA verknüpft. Vikram Chandra verbindet den Reichtum und die Weisheit Indiens mit der Kunstfertigkeit amerikanischen Erzählens. FAZ Vikram Chandra gelingt es, eine Menge über Indien zu erzählen und bestens zu unterhalten....

Title : Tanz der Götter
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ISBN : 9783746622903
Format Type : Paperback
Number of Pages : 692 Pages
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Tanz der Götter Reviews

  • Suzanne
    2018-11-29 13:22

    The main things this book had going for it:• Stories within stories within stories. You might get lost like I did, but I found I didn’t really care about what level I was in as long as the stories kept unrolling and enrapturing me;• Beautiful, vivid and lyrical language: descriptive, character-illuminating, sometimes philosophical;• A typewriting monkey! I mean, a TYPEWRITING MONKEY! So the stories -- lots of stories -– form a Scheherazade-style framework with the monkey telling tales to both visiting gods and townspeople to save his own life: tales of romance, adventure, war, family, love, birth, death, and growing up, the magical and the mundane, from 18th century India to 1980s California. The framework around the stories, each of which has its own conflict and arc, has a conflict of its own, the challenge every storyteller has: to keep his audience intrigued. Or else. Today the television cameras came, and also the death threats. We have been warned by several organizations that the storytelling must stop. The groups on the very far right – of several religions – object to the ‘careless use of religious symbology, and the ceaseless insults to the sensitivities of the devout.’ The far-left parties object to the sensationalization and falsification of history, and the pernicious Western influences on our young.’ Everyone objects to the sex, except the audience. We have become a national issue. Questions have been raised in parliament. Sir Patanjali Abhishek Vardarajan, the grand old man of Indian science, has offered a reward of fifty thousand rupees to ‘anyone who can demonstrate the existence of a typing monkey under laboratory conditions.’ . . . ‘We will not be bullied,’ Saira said. “Type on.’ I was almost a hundred pages into this before I learned that Chandra had studied writing with John Barth at Johns Hopkins. Well, no wonder I was loving it. This has the same sort of sprawling scope and playful tone as many of Barth’s longer works, blending the mythical, historical and the everyday in a similar fashion. It’s certainly not on a level in terms of prose or structure, of course, but it’s still awfully good. And once I knew the connection, I could plainly see the master’s fingerprints, the DNA is there. I’m not going to lie to you. I didn’t enjoy every page of this. Sometimes the epic battle scenes were too detailed and the play-by-play of a cricket match left me restless and skimming. But then, I’m such a girl, I don’t enjoy war and sports that much. However, most of it was delightful. So there are stories within stories, which are also stories about stories. There’s a reverence for storytelling that permeates the whole, with the frequent interjection: “Listen . . . . “And we do.

  • Don Dada
    2018-12-05 13:09

    A young man returns to India after going to college in Los Angeles. While tangled in a web of identity issues, the young man shoots a monkey that had stolen his levis ( symbolism anyone?). This is a big no-no in their neck of the woods and the young man's family rushes to save the monkey.While nursing the monkey back to health, it becomes clear that the shooting had flipped a switch in the monkey that allows him to remember his past life as a poet. The monkey proceeds to climb up to the typewriter and begin telling his story. Yama, the god of death, comes down and says, "Stop what you're doing, cuz I'm about to ruin the image and the style that you're used to" and tries to put an end to the monkey's ... er ...monkeying around. While Yama is dragging him from this mortal coil, the monkey prays to Hanuman (god of monkeys and poets) to save him. Hanuman kicks in the door wavin a .44 (not really, but i'm trying to keep the hip-hop/Hindu gods thing going) and talks Yama into a bet. They will assemble a crowd and the monkey will climb up to the typewriter and begin telling his story. If the crowd becomes bored at any point during his story, Yama can take the monkey with him. But if the monkey tells a good story, he gets to kick it. Deal. The monkey starts telling his story, but because he is still recovering from being shot, he needs the young man to pick up the slack - afterall, he's the one who got the monkey in this mess. So the young man sits down and begins telling his story about life in America. This is where the book actually begins. If you can believe it, I have only told you the first 20 pages. The rest of the book is occupied by the two stories revolving around one another in a fairly astounding fashion. This is an incredible book. I cannot recommend it enough

  • Bethany
    2018-12-04 12:14

    The multiple stories in this truly epic novel make it a hard one to follow yet even h arder to put down. For a westerner quite unfamiliar with Indian culture, I was constnatly researching India's history, language, cuisine, gods, castes, and religion as I moved through this story. However - it was brilliant. The time spent researching to understand was quite worth it, and the information I gained in the process I should have already had. The story is brilliant, told for the most part by an ancient Indian warrier reincarnated as a money, and/or by an Indian student sharing details of his time spent in Los Angeles. This is not a story I'd recommend to all, but it certainly is well-crafted, incredibly entertaining, and engaging in all ways.

  • Caroline
    2018-12-06 18:31

    Abhay comes home to India after studying in America, and he shoots a monkey that's been bothering the family for years. Wounded, they take the monkey in and nurse it, hopefully back to health. The monkey starts having flashbacks and realizes that it's a reincarnation of his former human self. the God of Death, Yama appears to the monkey, aka Sanjay in his former life, and wants to take him but Hanuman, the God of monkeys appears when he's appealed to by Sanjay. They strike a bargain and if Sanjay can keep an audience enthralled with stories for 2 hours a day, he will be allowed to live, perhaps in another life form, but at least out of the final clutches of Yama.Abhay and his family, including a precocious little girl, named Saira, are captivated by this monkey who can't speak (and we learn later why not) but who can type. Saira manages to gather up an audience of school children the next day when the story-telling sessions begin and what occurs next is a little like an Indian version of 1001 Arabian Nights.We are treated to the unfolding drama and saga of Sanjay's life, from the time before his mystical conception to his current condition. The stories are interspersed of course with breaks in time because there's only so much a monkey can type, and also the stories were supposed to only last for 2 hour sessions at a time. The stories include that of his equally mystically conceived brothers, Chotta and the famous warrior Sikander, and their journey from reckless boyhood, through harsh family trials, accidents, quests and wars between the Indians and their English masters. The stories are so well told that we are immersed in each moment, and forget that it's being told by a typing monkey.During the intervals between the passages of time in the stories, we are brought back to the present, and find that the elephant God, Ganesh, has joined the other 2 celestial beings, and there is light banter amongst them all. The only odd notes in this book was that the author felt the need to have Abhay contribute some of his own stories, of a portion of his life in America to the mix, ostensibly because Sanjay's monkey paws were cramping from prolonged typing. I thought his trite stories of college partying, some drug use, and road trips rather jarring to the overall lyrical tone of the book. Thankfully, there weren't too many of Abhay's stories to be too distracting.It is truly Sanjay's stories of his epic life journey that make this book a compelling read.

  • Jennifer Rhodes Wynne
    2018-12-10 13:13

    This book holds a special place in my heart. My husband brought this to book on our first date...when ever I see it or re-read it I think of that night.

  • Jeffrey Mervosh
    2018-11-20 13:21

    This book is an endeavor. Written largely as a story-within-a-story, Red Earth and Pouring Rain relates the tales of two story-tellers - one, an Indian poet reincarnated in the form of a red monkey (whose human consciousness emerges after an accident), and the other, a newly-returned student sent to the United States for university. The two stories leapfrog back and forth, with each being told a chapter at a time. They tell the coming of age of two vastly different characters in vastly different periods of Indian history - both form complicated relationships with their own identity and with the people of Western backgrounds that surround them.Neither story has the weight to stand on its own - both feel rambling, and while there are definite high points, a great deal of momentum is lost by both the format and the tendency of the author to get lost in details and asides. As a result of three (or four) simultaneous storylines and ensembles, the cast of characters can get a bit confusing. Despite the great attention to detail and the ability of the author to capture emotion well, the protagonists are still largely shrouded in mystery. Even Sanjay, the central figure in the epic storyline with most depth, does not seem fully formed. His erratic behavior and vague value system can leave the reader befuddled as to his actions.Altogether, this book was interesting, and worth the read. I can't shake the feeling that the project was perhaps too ambitious, but there are threads of good stories here. The author is upfront that the format is that of mere story-telling; the narrative is borrowed from oral history and recollections of individual characters; it is not a true novel in that sense. There is a touch of the mythological that hints at weighty issues of meaning and justice, but these are largely circumnavigated by the angsty rebellion of Sanjay against the concept of fate. In the end, Vikram Chandra's work disappoints not because it is bad - but because it stops short of being something special. Like his characters, this work feels incomplete.

  • planetkimi
    2018-11-23 12:26

    Red Earth and Pouring Rain is a whirlwind of a book, and a heavy whirlwind at that. The book itself is weighty, and its contents are jammed full of an overwhelming amount of characters.I had trouble remembering who did what, what the effect was, and how things influenced each other later. So to me, it seemed in parts like one random thing happening after another. I really enjoyed the first third or so of the book, and then I think things all started to jumble together. I think I finally lost track of what was going on about halfway through. But I kept reading, hoping that everything would work itself out in the end. For me, it didn't.

  • Ben
    2018-11-23 15:38

    Confession: I didn't get all the way through this, despite my huge admiration of Chandra's talents. This book has one of the best first chapters I've read, and is intermittently brilliant thereafter. But it's so maddeningly uneven that I found it gradually more exhausting than enjoyable.This was his first novel, so it's no surprise that Chandra may not have been in full control of his powers yet. His follow-up story collection,Love and Longing in Bombay, is much more assured.

  • Veeral
    2018-12-19 18:14

    The book was disappointing in the sense that it seemed detached from its own story line. I wish it was not the case.Nevertheless I am pretty much hopeful about Sacred Games by this author which I plan to read in the future.

  • Heather Knight
    2018-11-21 10:09

    This book is epic in scope, a story within a story, within a story sort of construction. The basic premise is that Sanjay, re-incarnated as a typewriting monkey, needs to spend two hours every day entertaining an ever-growing crowd of listeners with the story of his life, lest he be taken by Yama, god of death. He is helped in this endeavor mostly by Abhay, home from college, Abhay's parents, and a young neighbor girl. So, knowing that the main character is a monkey who can type, there's obviously a precedent for magical realism set at the very start. It follows throughout as women become impregnated by magical sweets, immortality waxes and wanes and white-hot infants burn upon birth. Still, when Sanjay's nemesis turns out to be Jack the Ripper, I felt more than a little twinge of disbelief. Sanjay's stories are of the epic, Indian style. Abhay's stories are like the things self-obsessed rich brats at my college used to write in creative writing class, and his parents stories are fairy tales. All woven together, they are like reading several books at once.When you consider, however, that the book has at its heart, the concepts of birth and rebirth, karma, dharma and interconnection, the choice of format makes a lot of sense. The stories actually dovetail nicely at the end, bringing us back to the beginning and mirroring the cyclical procession that is life for Hindu believers.

  • Angela
    2018-12-14 12:33

    I kind of feel like Vikram Chandra said to himself 'what do I want to read? what do I want to see happen in a story?' then gathered every idea he had ever had and smooshed it into a book. He covers every single genre in one way or another and at times it is so compacted that I couldnt remember who people were and why they were there so had to browse back through the first third of the book. At times it was very wordy, almost unnecessarily so, and I didnt think it was actually needed. Abhay's story was so sharply contrasted with the rest of the book that Chandra could have left it out and still achieved the same outcome. I didnt see the point of Abhay's immature antics with his rich but miserable friends. It was a whole other book slid between a story of battle, Indian Gods, love and struggle. A book that was strangely put together, I probably would't read it again.

  • Jenny
    2018-12-04 16:19

    These things are known about this novel: epic scope, stories-within-stories, modern US subjects, and the history of India. More deeply, it explores the British invasion/influence/damage and how so many stereotypes perpetuated by Europeans persist today. Even more deeply, the fictional characters brought to life by Chandra are fascinating and human in every way. The art of story telling is treated with the greatest respect. Some of the Hindu gods appear as characters themselves--some delightful, some fearful. This is a very long book, but it met my criteria for Indian literature: I learned a tremendous amount about the history, culture, and people of India (of which there are, like in the novel itself, many layers and stories behind stories).

  • Carmen
    2018-12-03 10:26

    I have finished this book and I must say I did enjoy it. Since I would not always read it on consecutive days I found some of his chapters a little confusing. He also talks about certain customs typical of India, or ceremonies, food, etc., without any kind of an explanation probably considering that everyone knows what he is talking about. If a computer is available one can look for the information on the internet but what happens when this is not available? I find that many Indian writers assume that their reader is Indian or well informed of Indian matters.

  • Bob Shaw`
    2018-12-19 18:18

    I read this book slowly, savoring each exquisite page, turning back frequently to put people in their proper places. Who is telling this story, a story within a story within another story. I investigated Indian history to further understand the narrative. The book was work, invigorating work. Finally I finished. I picked up my next book, but each morning I set aside some time and started reading Red Earth and Pouring Rain again, even more slowly this time, relishing and luxuriating in the many layers. I have come to believe I will never be done with this astounding work.

  • Alex Tilley
    2018-12-06 17:16

    Easily my favourite book by an Indian author. Beautifully evocative magic realism epic of Indian mythology grounded brilliantly by a modern subplot. If I still had a copy I would read it again right now.

  • Meg
    2018-12-19 13:13

    No. Not my thing.

  • Manas Saloi
    2018-12-19 17:21

    Interesting read. A lot of characters and drags on a little in the middle but ends quite well.

  • Sharon
    2018-12-05 14:11

    Fascinating! And dense with characters and events. I found it a bit hard to follow -- so many characters, some mythical, and the writing is rich with detail of all kinds. It's a story of stories, narrated mostly by a god-like monkey who used to be human. I'd like to read it again sometime, as I was less confused after reading half the book and I'd get more out of it the second time. This author has boundless imagination! I couldn't tell how much was historical, if any. It's a complex book and richly so, as I said. There are many long, run-on sentences, so the reader must pay close attention. There is much to admire in the book and writing. There are several comical scenes of the monkeys running off with clothing from the clothesline on the roof, and more. Most of the stories interlock, revealing a saga of the life of the monkey as a human and other key people and their adventures, trials, lives and loves, and foes. I'd recommend the book for more sophisticated readers and perhaps for those living in India or who have lived there or visited at length. Though I have heard of the Gods in the book, I know nothing about them.

  • Sansriti Tripathi
    2018-12-02 11:27

    This book surprised me - I wasn't expecting it to be so rooted in magical realism or to have shifting/parallel storylines. With that said, it was confusing - but enjoyable, though the 18th century Sanjay/Sikander plot was a bit harder to follow and oftentimes dragged on painfully. The Abhay sections were redeeming and definitely my favorite parts of the novel overall, though that might have something to do with the fact that the plot line resonated with me more strongly as an Indian-American college student. Overall was disappointed by this book, as my expectations were quite high going in, but a solid read nonetheless.

  • Shirrapop
    2018-12-06 15:29

    I loved the entire concept of the monkey becoming awake to his human past life. The intertwining of stories was clever and entertaining. I did learn more about India culture and the gods ;) I did skim for there were parts where it wasn't necessary to go into such as cricket playing (did anyone care about this?). The author gave solid character development.What a fantastical story of a monkey and his many adventures - relationships, new locations, learning languages and cultures, education, war, strength, friendship, betrayal, sorrows, and victory.

  • Lamar Latrell
    2018-11-23 17:26

    I’m done. One of the throwaway female characters kills herself and I just can’t with this. Between the euro-centrism, war- and soldier- praise, insignificant female characters, It’s literally everything that I hate in books. I told myself I would read at least a third of it and I basically did, but I have better things to do in my life: like watch paint dry.

  • Alyssa Curtayne
    2018-12-17 17:09

    I really wanted to like this book but just couldn't get into it. I eventually gave up. it really needed a good editor to clear up some of the scene transitions. I know what the author was trying to do but felt that much of the story was still in his head.

  • Kevin Bunick
    2018-12-11 18:16

    Damn

  • Sarah
    2018-12-16 15:19

    I'm still reading, but so far this is a solid magical-realist Indian epic. I found it a good reminder of why stories and poetry are valuable in the first place. We need to be shown other worlds.

  • Jen Bucki
    2018-11-22 16:15

    Unlike any book I've ever read. A complex experience - read with an open mind and big imagination.

  • Manan Sheel
    2018-11-26 17:28

    The novel has started wonderfully...I am enjoying it so much I can't tell...

  • Silvia Molinari
    2018-11-20 10:12

    To be honest, I'm rather disappointed by the eccessively complicated plot of this book. Despite the very good reviews, I still find it difficult to appreciate entirely the alternation of the epic-chivalric styled narration of ancient battles and out-of-time heros and the adventure of the young Indian guy, always hanging in the balance between his modern life in America and his traditions rooted in the Indian culture, full of Gods, myths and tales. I presume you need to have a very deep knowledge of the Indian culture in order to appreciate entirely this book so I can only regret I didn't have one.

  • Naresh Babu
    2018-11-21 11:39

    self-alienation is the main focus of the characters, when way from ethnicity, the american dream of young indians and benoit dream land hindustan and george thomas dream to colonise lands has subjected to cultural conflict and challenges to redeem life as lost in self alienation.

  • Emily
    2018-11-29 18:27

    -2016 Popsugar Reading Challenge: a book about a roadtripThis is a hard book to rate; described as an 'epic sweep,' 'huge, magical, cinematic,' a 'contemporary Thousand and One Nights.' These seem to be apt descriptions to me, but I would add a few (listed later).Red Earth and Pouring Rain starts off with an Indian college student, returned home to India from the United States. One of the first things he does is shoot a monkey that routinely steals from his family in exchange for food (returning whatever it stole after it receives the food). Startlingly, the narrative then switches to the monkey, who we find out is Sanjay Parasher reincarnated, a warrior poet from the time of colonial India.Thus begins a long story, to delay Sanjay's death and the god Yama, Scheherazade-style. Our narrators are Sanjay, telling in 5 parts the story of his life and his brother's life, and Abhay, college graduate and telling about his road trip in America. Abhay's partents also spend a little bit of time as narrators, telling the story of India. Interspersed with these stories are occasional breaks into the present time, and how much of an event the story-telling becomes.Parts of this book I enjoyed- namely Sanjay's narrative when he was younger, Abhay's parents story of Inida (called: What Really Happened), and the little bits of present time (called: . . . now . . .). But parts of it were confusing, messy, story-within-a-story that was sometimes confusing to keep straight. Sanjay's narrative of his and his brother's (Sikander) life does not start right away. First we start of with a framework: a character named Sandeep telling a story to sadhus about how he met a woman in the forest, staring into a pool of water in her hands. When she finally looks up, she tells the story that she saw to him, which is about a man named de Boigne and his life. It is not readily apparent why we learned about him (eventually we know that he is fighting in India, but his role in Sanjay's story is always that of a distant character). Then we learn about a man named George Thomas and his life. He also is a character that pops up now and then in Sanjay's story about his life (same with another character introduced in this story: the witch Begum Sumroo). Then Finally, we come to the birth of Sanjay and Sikander and learn about their childhood. Now, the messiness (war parts specifically, or very passionate emotional events) of certain sections of this narrative seem to be a purposeful affectation; perhaps to differentiate between Sanjay's narrative and Abhay's narrative. But it just made things hard to understand, and the long set-up to Sanjay's and Sikander's birth was a slog to read through. I wasn't interested in that part. That being said, there were some very humorous parts that I enjoyed greatly, moments that made me feel sad or pity for that characters. Those parts were worth reading the other parts, but barely.Abhay's narrative was not so interesting to me. I cannot really say why, except maybe that the things that he did are things I would not have done myself, and that everything that he saw on his road trip made things seem sad, used, and without meaning. This could have been to contrast with how he felt going home, or to show that he was a foreigner in the United States. I liked Abhay much better in the little interludes between stories, when the readers were in the 'present' with him and Sanjay (remember, in the 'present' Sanjay is a monkey). All in all, parts of this book were amusing, fun, entertaining to read and could inspire within me emotion for characters or certain events, but other parts were dull or confusing and I had trouble interpreting what I was reading.

  • Sue
    2018-11-27 18:37

    March 2017 - Trying again.(I had decided not to read it in 2014.)A rich novel of stories & myths within stories, in the tradition of such books as Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni's "Palace of Illusions" (also Indian) or "The Hakawati," by Rabih Alameddine (Lebanese). Decided not to finish it (again).