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  • Author:Osamu Dazai
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Summary

Powojenna Japonia。 Kazuko wraz z chorą matką zmuszone są sprzedać swój dom rodzinny w zniszczonym podczas wojny Tokio i przeprowadzają się na wieś。 Ich dnie mijają na czytaniu książek, robieniu na drutach i na czekaniu na powrót brata z frontu。 Kiedy Naoji wraca do Japonii, Kazuko musi opiekować się nie tylko podupadającą na zdrowiu matką, zagubioną w świecie damą z poprzedniej epoki, ale także uciekającym w alkohol i narkotyki bratem。 Ale w jej sercu powoli zaczyna pojawiać się cień i w poszukiwaniu ukojenia postanawia złamać społeczne konwenanse。

Zmierzch to opowieść o poszukiwaniu siebie w świecie wywróconym do góry nogami。 To poetycka i przejmująca historia ludzi, którzy próbują jakoś funkcjonować, szukając swojej formy buntu。 Pełne symbolicznych retrospekcji, przetykane fragmentami intymnych listów i dzienników obrazy z życia na tle przemian, jakie po przegranej wojnie zachodziły w japońskim społeczeństwie。

Poprawione tłumaczenie profesora Mikołaja Melanowicza pozwoli na nowo odkryć fascynujące piękno japońskiego Zmierzchu。 Wydanie zaczyna się od wstępu Karoliny Bednarz, który pozwoli na zrozumienie tła historycznego i wprowadzi w klimat powieści。

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Adriana Las

3。5

ismail

This review has been hidden because it contains spoilers。 To view it, click here。 << Dazai's "tension toward the ground" is expressed most vividly in the concluding scene of the story。 Kazuko tells Uehara that she has just one favor to ask of him。 She wishes for his wife, Suga, to hold Uehara's child by Kazuko in her arms- "even once will do" and let Kazuko say to her "Naoji secretly had this child from a certain woman。。" She is not sure her-self why and asks him not to request an explanation。 Dazai takes us here into the area that Joseph Campbell calls "where words turn back << Dazai's "tension toward the ground" is expressed most vividly in the concluding scene of the story。 Kazuko tells Uehara that she has just one favor to ask of him。 She wishes for his wife, Suga, to hold Uehara's child by Kazuko in her arms- "even once will do" and let Kazuko say to her "Naoji secretly had this child from a certain woman。。" She is not sure her-self why and asks him not to request an explanation。 Dazai takes us here into the area that Joseph Campbell calls "where words turn back。" It is an area of creative mythology where Dazai draws on Christian as well as traditional Japanese sources。 Prior to her one last request, and in the same last letter to Uehara, Kazuko tells him that "even if Mary gives birth to a child who is not her husband's, if she has a shining pride, they become a holy mother and child。" As the child is biologically Kazuko's by Uehara,it is spiritually Suga's by Naoji。 >> 。。。more

Mario R

🥊🥊🥊🥊🥊

Jacob Odenthal

Typical of Dazai, a tragic tale that resonates with the innermost voices of the reader。

j

why is this man my favorite author I hate this

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Just recently finished the Setting Sun and I absolutely loved it。 The way this book depicts sickness, fear of death, and suicide is amazing。 I also found Osamu Dazai’s view on love in the Setting Sun eye opening。 5 stars, definitely recommend this book!

Raghad Aljishi

This review has been hidden because it contains spoilers。 To view it, click here。 I am bewildered, in awe and fighting my tears。 “You have three options: Suicide, turning into a gigolo or going back to farming …。 or being touched by a drunk amoral person who is tagged as being dissolute。”This is my attempt to rationalize my thoughts, to write them down while I’m still in the haze of the book。 In this transitional period 。。 with all her naivety did she symbolize those who were resilient enough to survive it? The sun dawned on aristocracy, hindering some with no identity, with I am bewildered, in awe and fighting my tears。 “You have three options: Suicide, turning into a gigolo or going back to farming …。 or being touched by a drunk amoral person who is tagged as being dissolute。”This is my attempt to rationalize my thoughts, to write them down while I’m still in the haze of the book。 In this transitional period 。。 with all her naivety did she symbolize those who were resilient enough to survive it? The sun dawned on aristocracy, hindering some with no identity, with a dark aura that enveloped their souls。 During this time, she chose self destruction, she chose drinking, and alluded herself with a sense of love, hoping for a revolution to come with it。 He dies because he can’t be with the only person who accepted him, while even “his friends” still looked at him like the ghost of an outsider。 Without the hope of integrating with this broken society。。 he chose death to end his agony and suffering。 She lived after bending her principles, and emerging from the destruction and abandonment she lived through, with her child。 A child who was conceived by a drunk silhouette of art and novelty。 A child that she wants others to know that he is the result of hope, or a misplaced affection。 I can’t help but wonder: did Dazai want to give his readers the choice between suicide and resilience while he chose suicide himself? 。。。more

milkyraven

I thought the main character was a dude for like half the book, which really wasn't a good look for me。 I thought the main character was a dude for like half the book, which really wasn't a good look for me。 。。。more

Natalia Nina Annina

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Dipesh Satav

A brilliant classic which, to this day, feels so very much relevant。 The Author captivates you in a story of a young woman, who finds her way through society, war and family。 Every little detail is mentioned beautifully which sometimes gives the reader the feeling of being present alongside the characters。 I hope everyone gives it a go because the hype about this book is justified。

Lil Girl (Anna)

“con người cùng với quyền được sống tự do thì cũng có quyền được chết tuỳ ý”

Skyler

I thought this book was amazing, i liked how it ended and also really enjoyed having a different prospective in life。 Like No Longer Human, this books just goes to show how talented Osamu Dazai was。

A dam

“To be alive。 To be alive。 An intolerably immense undertaking before which one can only gasp in apprehension。”“Man was born for love and revolution。”

Natalie Rodriguez

loved the choice of words and the way everything is described。

Taylor Cerafice

terribly sad。 the narrators character is unlike most that dazai writes

Amalia Capmari

“When the room became faintly light, I stared at the face of the man sleeping beside me。 It was the face of a man soon to die。 It was an exhausted face。 The face of a victim。 A precious victim。”

Kristine Ligaya

This is like traversing the life of Kazuko as an spectator and slowly being her in the process; when she grieved you can't help but be swayed along with her emotions。 When she's desperate to find a new reason or meaning in living you can't help but want to cheer for her。 She was such a strong and gentle character at the same time。Despair。 。 。 is life really beautiful ? This is like traversing the life of Kazuko as an spectator and slowly being her in the process; when she grieved you can't help but be swayed along with her emotions。 When she's desperate to find a new reason or meaning in living you can't help but want to cheer for her。 She was such a strong and gentle character at the same time。Despair。 。 。 is life really beautiful ? 。。。more

Jovana Autumn

This is possibly, one of the saddest novels I have ever read, review to come。

Marc Riera

Buf。 Boníssim。La història de Kazoku, el se germà Naoji i la mare, vídua。 Una família aristocràtica en hores baixes, durant la post-guerra, en un (altre) moment de trencament de valors i de canvis socials。Aquí traduït com a "El declive", crec que un títol més precís hauria sigut "ocàs", que conté les mateixes connotacions que el títol original: la posta del sol i la decadència。 "Declivi" perd la connotació de la posta del sol, que és interessant perquè Japó, en japonès, és "la terra del sol naixe Buf。 Boníssim。La història de Kazoku, el se germà Naoji i la mare, vídua。 Una família aristocràtica en hores baixes, durant la post-guerra, en un (altre) moment de trencament de valors i de canvis socials。Aquí traduït com a "El declive", crec que un títol més precís hauria sigut "ocàs", que conté les mateixes connotacions que el títol original: la posta del sol i la decadència。 "Declivi" perd la connotació de la posta del sol, que és interessant perquè Japó, en japonès, és "la terra del sol naixent" (per ser la terra més a l'est coneguda)。 Veig l'autor present a tot el llibre, com a bon exemple de "novel·la del jo" ("watakushi shōsetsu"), tot i que aquí sorprèn amb un personatge principal femení。 Escrit el 1947, un any abans de publicar L'home infrahumà i suïcidar-se poc després en el seu 4t intent, el llibre presenta molts temes auto-biogràfics。 Des de les referències a Rosa Luxemburg, Lenin i la revolució (l'autor era comunista i va acabar empresonat i torturat); la literatura francesa i alemanya (va estudiar literatura francesa a la universitat); a frases com "detesto a la gent, i la gent em detesta a mi" (que em sembla un tema que desenvoluparia més a L'home infrahumà)。 També el fet de situar els protagonistes a una família aristòcrata decadent (ell era el desè fill d'una família no aristòcrata, però sí amb molt poder adquisitiu i que l'acabaria desheredant per haver-se casat amb una geisha), i l'addicció als opioides d'un dels personatges。 Sembla que l'obra està basada en el diari personal d'una admiradora, la poeta Shizuko Ōta, amb qui Dazai acabaria tenint una filla, Haruko, també escriptora。 També està basada en L'hort dels cirerers, d'Anton Txékhov。 Dazai s'acabaria suïcidant el 1948。 La seva última filla del seu matrimoni, que escrivia sota el pseudònim Yūko Tsushima, només tenia un any。 Va escriure una història curta, "The Watery Realm", publicada en anglès a Of Dogs and Walls, on parla del seu pare i de la seva mort。Tenia 38 anys quan es va suïcidar amb la seva amant。 Els cossos es van trobar 6 dies després, just a la data del 39è aniversari de Dazai, el 19 de juny de 1948 (es va suïcidar el 13 de juny)。Pel què fa a l'edició del llibre com a tal, hauria agraït notes al peu de pàgina definint les paraules japoneses que apareixen al text。 I, com sempre, una explicació de qui és l'autor hauria afegit profunditat i hauria permès gaudir molt més del llibre, però sembla que això és una batalla perduda。 。。。more

ampi

nonono。 lo increíble que es éste libro? ni siquiera puedo explicarlo, la verdad que arranqué a leerlo media reacia xq pensé q iba a ser algo completamente distinto a lo que en verdad es。 la profundidad de los personajes y la introspección que tienen? es una maravilla。 una maravilla。 lo marqué y lo llené de citas xq no puede ser que sea tannn bueno。 quisiera decir mil cosas pero no encuentro las palabras para hacerle justicia a la prosa de dazai。 siento que dentro de un tiempo lo voy a tener que nonono。 lo increíble que es éste libro? ni siquiera puedo explicarlo, la verdad que arranqué a leerlo media reacia xq pensé q iba a ser algo completamente distinto a lo que en verdad es。 la profundidad de los personajes y la introspección que tienen? es una maravilla。 una maravilla。 lo marqué y lo llené de citas xq no puede ser que sea tannn bueno。 quisiera decir mil cosas pero no encuentro las palabras para hacerle justicia a la prosa de dazai。 siento que dentro de un tiempo lo voy a tener que releer porque verdaderamente es la clase de libro que se merece una relectura。 además es super llevadero, bastante corto y de esa clase de libros que te dejan maquinando y volviendo a las citas, después de semanas y semanas de haberlo leído。 。。。more

waytoo

I spent too much time reading other reviews of this book, but my absolute favorites were the person who called this book “quirky” and the other who said “Dazai was kind of emo。”The writing of this book was absolutely beautiful, which kept me engaged despite how horribly depressing it was。 There were too many gorgeous lines for me to share even a few of my favorites, but wow I was really blown away by it。 At several points I had to put the book down and just stare at the ceiling to recover from t I spent too much time reading other reviews of this book, but my absolute favorites were the person who called this book “quirky” and the other who said “Dazai was kind of emo。”The writing of this book was absolutely beautiful, which kept me engaged despite how horribly depressing it was。 There were too many gorgeous lines for me to share even a few of my favorites, but wow I was really blown away by it。 At several points I had to put the book down and just stare at the ceiling to recover from the powerful words。I’m not smart enough to understand a lot of the literary/artistic references or the theme of declining morality, but I do know that this book was sad! (JK I could probably write a pretty long essay about the themes of this book and how it showed the reality of post-war life, but why would I do that) Although I guess the whole point is that Kazuko’s desire to live is strengthened despite her entire life falling apart around her。 She watches her mother and brother struggle as they lose their position in life and adjust to a world where nothing makes sense, and realizes that the man she loves actually sucks。 But she chooses to find clarity and create her own life’s meaning。 “Destruction is tragic and piteous and beautiful…perhaps the day of perfecting may never come, but in the passion of love I must destroy。 I must start a revolution。” “Man was born for love and revolution。”Okay it isn’t all depressing (but mostly it is), there were a few moments that lifted the mood a little。 The characters were all so well developed and had such strong personalities, with their own senses of humor and styles of writing (seen in Naoji’s letters)。 I think I got way too attached to their little family, but they were all just so real。I’m ending this review with my favorite line from this book, which will be the only thought on my mind for the next 7-10 business days。“I suddenly wondered…whether the sensation of happiness might not be something like faintly glittering gold sunken at the bottom of a river of sorrow。 The feeling of that strange pale light when once one has exceeded all the bounds of unhappiness。” 。。。more

Dorota71

3。75

Rey

So I’d give it a 4。2 but something happened and I flagged it w orange tag and it def deserves a five star。。I’d say no longer human had me fucked up more but this did really wow it was really fucking good。His writing unmatched per usual

Dani

“Victims。 Victims of a transitional period of morality。 That is what we both certainly are。”“In our lives we know joy, anger, sorrow, and a hundred other emotions, but these emotions all together occupy a bare one percent of our time。 The remaining ninety-nine percent is just living in waiting。”The Setting Sun narrates about a formerly aristocratic family that navigates their lives after Japan lost the Second World War。 And in true Dazai fashion, the whole novel wallows in bleakness and hopeless “Victims。 Victims of a transitional period of morality。 That is what we both certainly are。”“In our lives we know joy, anger, sorrow, and a hundred other emotions, but these emotions all together occupy a bare one percent of our time。 The remaining ninety-nine percent is just living in waiting。”The Setting Sun narrates about a formerly aristocratic family that navigates their lives after Japan lost the Second World War。 And in true Dazai fashion, the whole novel wallows in bleakness and hopelessness, as it tries to portray the material, emotional, spiritual, and mental struggles of a Japanese family in a transition from being of noble class to poverty。It had a lot of passages that hit all the right spots, and Dazai (with the help of Donald Keene’s awesome translation) does a great job in pulling your heartstrings with his lyrical but straightforward writing。 The novel reeks of aristocratic guilt, as he had experienced himself。 It also questions a lot about humanity and its purpose, and how despicable humans are for constantly distracting themselves with meaningless pleasures as they’re experiencing an impactful societal shift。I have not much to say except: 🥲Some of my favourite passages:“I am convinced that those people whom the world considers good and respects are all liars and fakes。 I do not trust the world。 My only ally is the tagged dissolute。 The tagged dissolute。 That is the only cross on which I wish to be crucified。 Though ten thousand people criticize me, I can throw in their teeth my challenge: Are you not all the more dangerous for being without tags?”“I don’t understand the world。I don’t either。 I wonder if anyone does。 We all remain children, no matter how much time goes by。 We don’t understand anything。”“I must go on living。 And though it may be childish of me, I can’t go in simple compliance。 From now on I must struggle with the world。”All of Naoji’s letters are on-point too。 。。。more

emily

‘The dying are beautiful, but to live, to survive—those things somehow seem hideous and contaminated with blood。 I curled myself on the floor and tried to twist my body into the posture, as I remembered it, of a pregnant snake digging a hole。 But there was something to which I could not resign myself。 Call it low-minded of me, if you will, I must survive and struggle with the world in order to accomplish my desires。’ A bit overwhelming, a bit anxiety-inducing, and a bit ‘suffocating’ (like hi ‘The dying are beautiful, but to live, to survive—those things somehow seem hideous and contaminated with blood。 I curled myself on the floor and tried to twist my body into the posture, as I remembered it, of a pregnant snake digging a hole。 But there was something to which I could not resign myself。 Call it low-minded of me, if you will, I must survive and struggle with the world in order to accomplish my desires。’ A bit overwhelming, a bit anxiety-inducing, and a bit ‘suffocating’ (like his other book, No Longer Human)。 I feel frustratingly conflicted about the ending。 To me, it could’ve ended perfectly without the protagonist’s strange request。 It made no sense to me, and it might just be that I’m not ‘clever’ enough to pick up whatever that was being implied in that simple paragraph。 About a hundred pages in, I’d said that I would give this a 5 no matter how the ending’s like, but I have to take that back。 It’s a very solid 4, but not a 5。 If I hadn’t read Mishima, I might’ve given it a 5。 ‘In other words, although he is fond of ranting on about the agonies he suffers in his life of decadence, in point of fact he is just a stupid country bumpkin who realized his dreams by coming to the big city and scoring a success on a scale quite unimagined even to himself。 This so inflated his ego that now he spends his time in one round of pleasure after another。’‘Victims。 Victims of a transitional period of morality。 That is what we both certainly are。’ Before finishing this novel, I had a feeling that I would like Dazai as much as I love Mishima。 An expired and inaccurate sentiment obviously。 Dazai is a brilliant writer, but not like Mishima (nobody except perhaps Virginia Woolf can/did)。 Reading Dazai makes me miss Mishima’s writing – intensely meticulous, aesthetically obsessive, and passionate as fuck but with an incredible amount of control that makes his writing so fucking legendary。 Both writers are self-destructive and destructive in their own ways, but I would choose Mishima over Dazai without a single second of doubt on any given day/time。 Every time I finish reading a novel by Dazai, I find myself hangry, and desperately craving for a Mishima。 Dazai’s alright, but not ‘enough’ – doesn’t quite hit the spot for me。 A bit messy, a bit self-indulgent, and a bit overrated。 The way he writes about ‘nature’ makes me think that he’s a mere florist while Mishima is a fucking veteran gardener。 ‘I don’t like them。 I like almost all summer flowers, but oleanders are too loud…I like roses best。 But they bloom in all four seasons。 I wonder if people who like roses best have to die four times over again。’‘There was something wrong about these people。 But perhaps, just as it is true of my love, they could not go on living except in the way they do。 If it is true that man, once born into the world, must somehow live out his life, perhaps the appearance that people make in order to go through with it, even if it is as ugly as their appearance, should not be despised。 To be alive。 To be alive。 An intolerably immense undertaking before which one can only gasp in apprehension。’ Also, shocked and/but unimpressed by the fact that this book was based on one of Dazai’s lover, Shizuko Ota’s journals。 I wish I hadn’t read/known about that because now I’m like ‘oh, for fuck’s sake – another Fitzgerald’。 I am fully aware that ‘artists’/writers aren’t legally obligated to credit their ‘muse’, but this is more like a collaborative project if anything。 It’s like buying a cake from a bakery and then redecorating it, and then calling it your own。 James Blake (musician) has mentioned in an article about how one’s partner is essentially one’s creative partner as well as co-producer (of whatever creative project one is involved in); and of how that shouldn’t be brushed off/ignored so casually。 And Blake was only and simply referring to the contribution of mental and emotional support that made it possible for him to successfully produce his songs/albums。 Essentially what Dazai (and infamously Fitzgerald) did is blatant plagiarism。 Generational differences, so perhaps there may be a difference sense of what is ‘ethical’/not, yes, but still – what the fuck。 ‘At this moment, as I stood on the verge of tears, the words “realism” and “romanticism” welled up within me。 I have no sense of realism。 And that this very fact might be what permits me to go on living sends cold chills through my whole body。’‘Behold the wrinkles of the malheur du siècle。 I am sure that my face will express my feeling to you more clearly than any words。’‘P。S。 I have recently been putting on a little weight。 I think it is less that I am turning into a brute creature than that I have at last become human。 This summer I read a novel (just one) by D。 H。 Lawrence。’ The characterisation is actually quite stunning, and I especially love Kazuko – particularly in the first half of the book。 I really like the long letters that brings to mind a sort of ‘stream of consciousness’ style of writing。 The symbolism/superstition of the ‘snake’ was done brilliantly from start to end。 Will post a more thorough review later for there are certainly a lot that I like about Dazai’s novel (despite my many complaints) that I’d like to elaborate on later。 ‘To wait。 In our lives we know joy, anger, sorrow, and a hundred other emotions, but these emotions all together occupy a bare one per cent of our time。 The remaining ninety-nine per cent is just living in waiting。 I wait in momentary expectation, feeling as though my breasts are being crushed, for the sound in the corridor of the footsteps of happiness。 Empty。 Oh, life is too painful, the reality that confirms the universal belief that it is best not to be born。 Thus every day, from morning to night, I wait in despair for something。 I wish I could be glad that I was born, that I am alive, that there are people and a world。Won’t you shove aside the morality that blocks you?’ 。。。more

流浪漢

3。5Historia ciekawa, aczkolwiek przez ponad połowę książki główna bohaterka jest po prostu nijaka i przez to nużąca。

Eduardo Bustamante

Si bien Indigno de ser humano tiene un estilo más envolvente y progresivo en su ritmo, me gustó más la arquitectura narrativa de El declive, más compleja, a pesar de que son libros muy similares en sus temas。 Me gusta el juego de símbolos presente a lo largo de todo el libro, sobre todo alrededor de las serpientes y sus huevos, y los distintos móviles de la narración (diarios encontrados, saltos en el tiempo, cartas, intercalaciones de otros textos, etc), funcionan muy bien。 La protagonista es u Si bien Indigno de ser humano tiene un estilo más envolvente y progresivo en su ritmo, me gustó más la arquitectura narrativa de El declive, más compleja, a pesar de que son libros muy similares en sus temas。 Me gusta el juego de símbolos presente a lo largo de todo el libro, sobre todo alrededor de las serpientes y sus huevos, y los distintos móviles de la narración (diarios encontrados, saltos en el tiempo, cartas, intercalaciones de otros textos, etc), funcionan muy bien。 La protagonista es un personaje maravillosamente construido, y el estilo, de algún modo (como otros textos de Dazai) me hizo pensar en la idea de que el autor del texto lo escribió frenética y poco ortodoxamente, asaltado por sus demonios y vicios, a pesar de contar con un bagaje diverso y rico que termina disperso, desgarrado en sus obras, y que se deja entrever por destellos。 。。。more

Basil

omg

Ryan McGorty

“Just as man has the right to live, he ought also to have the right to die。”

Bibek Khanal

Oh Dazai, you have done it again, you have successfully made me cry。When I pretended to be precocious, people started the rumor that I was precocious。 When I acted like an idler, rumor had it 1 was an idler。 When I pretended I couldn't write a novel, people said I couldn't write。 When I acted like a liar, they called me a liar。 When I acted like a rich man, they started the rumor I was rich。 When I feigned indifference, they classed me as the indifferent type。 But when I inadvertently groaned be Oh Dazai, you have done it again, you have successfully made me cry。When I pretended to be precocious, people started the rumor that I was precocious。 When I acted like an idler, rumor had it 1 was an idler。 When I pretended I couldn't write a novel, people said I couldn't write。 When I acted like a liar, they called me a liar。 When I acted like a rich man, they started the rumor I was rich。 When I feigned indifference, they classed me as the indifferent type。 But when I inadvertently groaned because I was really in pain, they started the rumor that I was faking suffering。This is my second book from Dazai and the recurring theme of suicide is prominent just like in No Longer Human。 That said, the story is worth exploring。 And I am glad I felt something be it a prick in the heart or little joys within the words。 。。。more