Le Joueur d'échecs

Le Joueur d'échecs

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  • Author:Stefan Zweig
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Summary

Qui est cet inconnu capable d'en remontrer au grand Czentovic, le champion mondial des échecs, véritable prodige aussi fruste qu'antipathique? Peut-on croire, comme il l'affirme, qu'il n'a pas joué depuis plus de vingt ans? Voilà un mystère que les passagers oisifs de ce paquebot de luxe aimeraient bien percer。

Le narrateur y parviendra。 Les circonstances dans lesquelles l'inconnu a acquis cette science sont terribles。 Elles nous reportent aux expérimentations nazies sur les effets de l'isolement absolu, lorsque, aux frontières de la folie, entre deux interrogatoires, le cerveau humain parvient à déployer ses facultés les plus étranges。

Une fable inquiétante, fantastique, qui, comme le dit le personnage avec une ironie douloureuse, "pourrait servir d'illustration à la charmante époque où nous vivons"。

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Foad

نثر کمی قدیمی بود، کیفیت چاپ در صفحاتی خوب نبود، صفحات کاهی بود ولی داستان خوب بودنویسنده کلا تو کار روانشناسی بود، هنرش هم‌تو این بود که تو تعداد صفحات کم موضوع را جمع کرده بودکتاب کوچک و جمع و جوری بود، از اون کتاب‌هایی که مناسب قبل از خواب هستند، راحت و کوچک

Liza

Such a comforting yet moving book。

Islam Sayed

بلاغة الحديث و عمقه برغم بساطته。。القصة بسيطة و قصيرة لكن وصف الأشخاص بها و ما مروا به دقيق و عميق

Umut

Kişinin belli şartlar altında beynini kontrol edebilme kapasitesi ve bu bilimsel yaklaşımın ütopik bir dünyadaki psikolojik etkileri ve kazanımları, bazen beyni birbirinden habersiz gibi görünen iki ayrı parçaya bölebilmek gerekir

📖

And now I’m playing chess once again

Benjamin Moody

I keep rating books 5 stars but I can't help it they're all so good I keep rating books 5 stars but I can't help it they're all so good 。。。more

Rana Al-alwani

في يوم 21 فبراير عام 1942م جلس في بيته الفخم يودع معارفه بريدياً و يشرح لهم أسباب انتحاره و كتب يومذاك 192 رسالة وداع بما في ذلك رسالة إلى زوجته الأولى و بعد ذلك دخل ستيفان زفايغ و زوجته الثانية إلى غرفة النوم و ابتلعا في لحظة واحدة العشرات من الأقراص المنومة و تعانقا بحنان و طال العناق 💔。في اليوم التالي اقتحم خدم المنزل غرفة النوم لتأخرهما بالاستيقاظ المعتاد ليجدوا الأديب و زوجته قد فارقا الحياة في عناق أبدي و دون إثارة ضجة و لم ينس أن يعطي كلبه المدلل جرعة كبيرة من المنومات فنام بدوره أمام باب في يوم 21 فبراير عام 1942م جلس في بيته الفخم يودع معارفه بريدياً و يشرح لهم أسباب انتحاره و كتب يومذاك 192 رسالة وداع بما في ذلك رسالة إلى زوجته الأولى و بعد ذلك دخل ستيفان زفايغ و زوجته الثانية إلى غرفة النوم و ابتلعا في لحظة واحدة العشرات من الأقراص المنومة و تعانقا بحنان و طال العناق 💔。في اليوم التالي اقتحم خدم المنزل غرفة النوم لتأخرهما بالاستيقاظ المعتاد ليجدوا الأديب و زوجته قد فارقا الحياة في عناق أبدي و دون إثارة ضجة و لم ينس أن يعطي كلبه المدلل جرعة كبيرة من المنومات فنام بدوره أمام باب غرفة النوم 。و قد وُصِفَ زفايغ بأنه كان متسرعاً في اتخاذهِ لقرار إنهاء حياته نتيجة حساسيته المفرطة و سلبيته ، و أنه لو انتظر عدة سنوات لشهد بنفسه عودة السلم العالمي و اندحار النازية و الفاشية معاً 。كتب ستيفان زفايغ إلى صديقه هرمان كيتسن قبل انتحاره بخمسة أسابيع : " ليس هناك شيء مهم أقوله عن نفسي ، كَتبتُ قِصّة قصيرة حسب أنموذجي المفضل البائس ، و هي أطول من أن تُنشر في صحيفة أو مجلة و أقصر من أن يضمها كتاب و أشدُّ غُموضًا من أن يفهمها جمهور القراء العريض و أشد غرابة من موضوعها في حد ذاته 。"و كان يقصد هذا الكتاب لاعب الشطرنج ، تلك الرواية التي لا تبدو بصفحاتها الـ 80 أنها ذات قيمة ، لولا بعدها السياسي و أثرها النفسي عليه فقد كانت آخر كلماته المنشورة في هذا العالم ، لقد عبر عن الحياة كرقعة شطرنج ، و بها فئتان بيضاء و سوداء ، يلعبها شخصان أو شخص ضد مجموعة ، أو شخص يتناوب على اللعب مع عدد من اللاعبين كل و رقعته و لعبته و اسلوبه و طريقته 。أشار في بداية الرواية إلى كون اللعبه تعتمد بشكل أساسي على النفس البشرية و القدرة على الخروج من المآزق بتكتيكات مختلفة ، لقد أشار لتلاعب البشر على بعضهم البعض ، و أن للبعض منهم قدرة خارقة على نيل الفوز و لو بطرق ملتوية 。 لقد شعرت أن زفايغ أشار على نفسه كونه الدكتور ب المهزوز المريض الذي لا يستطيع الإستمرار في المجابهة و بالتالي لعب الشطرنج الذي و إن كان ماهرًا فيها إلا أنها تستنفذ قواه ، العقلية و الجسدية 。كما عودنا زفايغ ، يكون هُناك طرف محايد حاضرًا لأحداث الرواية ، و يحكي كأنه الراوي ، فنحن لا نعلم ماذا في داخل النفوس ، و لا يهم بماذا يفكرون ، نحن فقط نعلم ماذا فعلوا و قالوا 。هذه التجربة الــتاسعة لي مع قلم ستيفان زفايغ ، و لولا بعد الرواية السياسي العميق الذي ترك أثرا في نفسي و هو يصف نفسه و تشوهه شكلًا و نفسًا و عقلًا ، لأعطيت الرواية تقييمًا أقل من ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ 。 。。。more

Ali El-Garby

"ومن البديهي ألا شئ في العالم يعذب النفس البشرية أكثر من الفراغ"غريبة。。。فكرتنى برواية المقامر لدوستويفسكي。 "ومن البديهي ألا شئ في العالم يعذب النفس البشرية أكثر من الفراغ"غريبة。。。فكرتنى برواية المقامر لدوستويفسكي。 。。。more

Ahmed Legaid

في الغرب الجزائري نقول وحد المثل وهو : صغيرة ومحاينها كبار وهدا ينطبق بزاف على الرواية

Milchen

Ich liebe wie das Buch aufgestellt ist。 Also, dass es nur „ein“ Kapitel hat, da sich alles an einem Tag abspielt。 Außerdem ist das Buch schön zu lesen, durch ein sehr ausdrucksstarken Schreibstil。 Der Inhalt ist auch total interessant

BookMarc

So good, glad I reread this as an adult after needing to read it in high school

Nasser

لقد غربت الشمس وآن الاوان لكي نقول وداعًا 🤍

Richard Seltzer

Reread it。 Understood it better this time, and loved it。

Babək OSMANLI

" İyilikle gülümseyebilen insanlar vardı hâlâ。。。 " " İyilikle gülümseyebilen insanlar vardı hâlâ。。。 " 。。。more

livexia

爱情、恐惧和死亡。这本书里让我印象最深的三篇是《一个女人一生中的二十四个小时》、《恐惧》和《象棋的故事》。看这本书的契机是看完阿城的《棋王》之后,偶然看见他人的推荐。一直以为茨威格是个传记作家,因为那本《人类群星闪耀时》才让我有了这样的印象。看完他的短篇,才明白自己的的见识浅薄。每一篇短篇都有极具细腻的内心描写,都把读者放到那一个个人物中,切实的体会这些故事。《一个女人一生中的二十四个小时》讲了一个女人在二十四小时内做的看似荒谬的选择,茨维格的态度是同情的,人的决定是无法做到纯理性的,无论是叫做爱情的东西还是自己的愚蠢,是无法摆脱自己的偏好的,人生就是这样,有错的有对的,理解可能更加重要吧。《恐惧》把一个人内心的恐惧描写的非常真实,这一种恐惧、焦虑的感觉,就好像自己做错了事情,而尝试隐瞒和认错。看完有一种重新体悟自己过去的恐惧的感觉,让我只觉得这种错误不要再犯同样的错误了吧。《象棋的故事》和《棋王》完全不同,假如说《棋王》是有着浪漫主义色彩的,《象棋的故事》更多的是无奈的环境,我看来《棋王》中的棋是一种拯救,而《象棋的故事》中的棋是一种折磨。最初偷得棋谱是为了拯救自己,最后却在自我对弈 爱情、恐惧和死亡。这本书里让我印象最深的三篇是《一个女人一生中的二十四个小时》、《恐惧》和《象棋的故事》。看这本书的契机是看完阿城的《棋王》之后,偶然看见他人的推荐。一直以为茨威格是个传记作家,因为那本《人类群星闪耀时》才让我有了这样的印象。看完他的短篇,才明白自己的的见识浅薄。每一篇短篇都有极具细腻的内心描写,都把读者放到那一个个人物中,切实的体会这些故事。《一个女人一生中的二十四个小时》讲了一个女人在二十四小时内做的看似荒谬的选择,茨维格的态度是同情的,人的决定是无法做到纯理性的,无论是叫做爱情的东西还是自己的愚蠢,是无法摆脱自己的偏好的,人生就是这样,有错的有对的,理解可能更加重要吧。《恐惧》把一个人内心的恐惧描写的非常真实,这一种恐惧、焦虑的感觉,就好像自己做错了事情,而尝试隐瞒和认错。看完有一种重新体悟自己过去的恐惧的感觉,让我只觉得这种错误不要再犯同样的错误了吧。《象棋的故事》和《棋王》完全不同,假如说《棋王》是有着浪漫主义色彩的,《象棋的故事》更多的是无奈的环境,我看来《棋王》中的棋是一种拯救,而《象棋的故事》中的棋是一种折磨。最初偷得棋谱是为了拯救自己,最后却在自我对弈中丧失自我,虽然最后的确拯救B博士,但是和世界冠军的对弈,让这种折磨又重现在一个看似自由人的身上。正是纳粹的折磨,B博士承受了虚无的拷问,他将自己分裂,让自己和自己对抗,这是环境的折磨。虽然最后“我”拯救了B博士,但是茨威格却没能拯救自己,正如《一个女人一生中的二十四个小时》中C夫人没有拯救的那个人,这些短片都是多面的人生,读来是值得享受。 。。。more

Glenna Barlow

did i choose this book because it’s very small and i’m still two books shy of my goal for the end of the year? undoubtedly。 but this short yet impactful story raises poignant questions about pursuit of knowledge and what it means to be human。 one only wishes it was part of a larger anthology and not zweig’s last writing before dying by suicide。

JEZZY

This review has been hidden because it contains spoilers。 To view it, click here。 I don't know anything about chess but a story about a chess champion being beaten by an unknown man, set on a boat? Count me in。 Thankfully, I wasn't the only one who didn't know much about chess because even the side characters got confused when the two men were competing one another。 It was actually so interesting。 Mirko Czentovic was born with no intellect for anything - couldn't learn how to write or read and although he did all the chores given to him, he neither spoke to anyone nor seemed I don't know anything about chess but a story about a chess champion being beaten by an unknown man, set on a boat? Count me in。 Thankfully, I wasn't the only one who didn't know much about chess because even the side characters got confused when the two men were competing one another。 It was actually so interesting。 Mirko Czentovic was born with no intellect for anything - couldn't learn how to write or read and although he did all the chores given to him, he neither spoke to anyone nor seemed inclined to be involved in anything。 When his skills at chess was revealed, even the priest who took care of him called it a miracle! An insecure boy turned into a man with an ostentatious pride。 With his limited understanding, the fellow knows just one thing: he hasn't lost a single game of chess for months。 So, as he has no idea that there are values in this world other than chess and money, he has every reason to feel pleased with himself。 (11) It's so interesting。 He's so limited in his world view that although he lacks on almost everything else in life - social skills as one of them - he thinks so highly of himself since he's a master at the one thing he knows。 He sees himself superior because he doesn't think anything else matters。 His identity and standing on life hangs solely on the 64 squares of the board。When the others got Mirko to agree to a match with them (with payment of course), they obviously weren't a match at all when out of the shadows among the crowd, a man whispers to them the moves they must do to defeat the champion。 An unknown man - definitely not known for chess。 So how is this possible? Suddenly we peaceable, easy-going passengers were overcome by a wild, overweening lust for battle。 The idea that here on this ship, in the middle of the ocean, the palm of victory might be snatched from the chess champion - a record that would be flashed all over the world by telegraph offices - fascinated us in the most provocative way。 And then there was the intriguing mystery arising from our saviour's unexpected intervention just at the critical moment, and the contract between his almost timorous modesty and the professional's unshakeable self-confidence。 Who was this stranger? (31) Imagine going on a cruise and you find that Manny Pacquiao was on board so you and a couple of rich friends pay him a sum to agree to a boxing match。 Then a man out of the crowd says, 'let me fight him!' and you're like 'aight, what have we got to lose anyways' but then he starts beating this boxer who has several world champion belts under him。 You'd lose your mind! I was definitely losing my mind just a tad when it happened in the book。 Never knew I'd be so intrigued by chess。But apart from the exciting moments, I think the long narrative of the Dr B。 - the man out of the shadows who had indescribable chess skills, was the most interesting part of the story for me。 Though I don't have much knowledge on the history of Austria and its role in WWII, that wasn't really the main focus so I wasn't too lost。 Here was a man, taken from everything and everyone he knew and pushed into the void so the Nazis could interrogate him for months。 He had all the comforts he needed since he was an important person who could give them important information。 But they took away everything。 Nothing was done to us - we were simply placed in a complete void, and everyone knows that nothing on earth exerts such pressure on the human soul as a void。 Solitary confinement in a complete vacuum, a room hermetically cut off from the outside world, was intended to create pressure not from without, through violence and the cold, but from within, and to open our lips in the end。 (40)He had nothing but the room with a door, a bed, an armchairs wash bin, and a winder。 No books, no newspaper, pen or paper - nothing that his brain might stimulate itself。 Not even the jailer who handed him his food talked to him。 Days passed by without thought because he didn't even have a watch to keep time。 As he described the void: you lived like a diver under a glass dome in the black ocean of this silence, and even worse, like a diver who already guesses that the cable connecting him to the world outside has broken and he will never be pulled up from those soundless depths。 There was nothing to do, nothing to hear, nothing to see, you were surrounded everywhere, all the time, by the void, that entirely spaceless, timeless vacuum。 You walked up and down, and your thoughts went up and down with you, up and down, again and again。 But even thoughts, insubstantial as they may seem, need something to fix on, or they begin to rotate and circle aimlessly around themselves; they can't tolerate a vacuum either。 You kept waiting for something from morning to evening, and nothing happened。 You waited again, and yet again。 Nothing happened。 You waited, waited, waited, you thought, you thought, you thought, until your head was aching。 Nothing happened。 You were left alone。 Alone。 Alone。 (41) Phew, I wasn't expecting to quote that entire passage but the description of being a diver alone in the depths of the dark ocean without any connection was haunting to me。 And the repetition towards the end made me feel his progression towards madness and loneliness。 I love this whole paragraph so much。 Further on he explains that he manages to snatch a book in the interrogation room。 He was so disappointed upon realizing that the book had no sentences of another human's thoughts but it was only diagrams and numbers for chess。 But as he had nothing else to do, he consumed the contents of the book as it also consumed him。 He replayed chess games over and over in his head to keep himself sane through the months he spent in that void。 After going through the same cycles and patterns, he got fed up and realized he needed to take it one step further - he needed to dissociate his brain into two so he can play chess with himself。 To be both Black and White。 But this was almost impossible。 At heart the attraction of chess resides entirely in the development of strategies in two different brains, in the fact that Black doesn't know what manoeuvres White will perform in this war of the mind, and keeps trying to guess them and thwart them, white White himself is trying to anticipate and counter Black's secret intentions。 If Black and White were one and the same person, you'd have the ridiculous state of affairs where one and the same brain simultaneously knows and doesn't know something, and when operating as White can forget entirely what it wanted and intended a minute ago when it was Black。 (57) He basically conditioned for himself an artificial form of schizophrenia。 And as you might have guessed, he did go crazy。 When he won, he felt both victory and anger towards himself。 Though he used chess as a way to stay sane in all the madness, he became mad through chess。 He thought nothing but of chess。 He played everyday with himself, even forgetting to eat the food brought to him until one day, he wakes up in a different room with a nurse and a doctor attending to him。 He got (as he called it) 'chess poisoning'。 It became an obsession。 The doctor told him that he was brought to the hospital 'cause he started screaming at the jailer like a lunatic, shouting at him to make his move。 So now, even though he has his freedom and could technically play chess with Mirko, he was advised by the doctor to stay away from the game lest his insanity comes back and triggers the void he felt while he was held captive。 Towards the end of the book, after defeating Mirko, he challenges him again to a match。 But the other man took his time after realizing this had an effect on Dr B。 who was impatient。 Dr B。 at the end calls, 'Checkmate!' and gets confused when in actuality, Mirko was still playing。 He wasn't playing with himself anymore - this was another being he had to face。 It wasn't the same patterns in his head。 He then concedes defeat to the chess master and vows once more to never play chess again。 And the superiority of Mirko was restored, ending the novel with, 'A pity,' he said magnanimously。 'It wasn't a bad attack at all。 For an amateur, that gentleman really is uncommonly gifted。' (83) 5/5 stars。 。。。more

Steve

A cruise ship hosts a chess game

Kike Paniagua Martin

Novela corta de solo noventa páginas y que es ideal para leer de un tirón。 En ella nos encontramos una historia que mezcla ajedrez, competitividad y un contexto histórico muy particular que le da un extra de novela histórica que engancha desde la primera página。 Sinceramente, está súper bien escrita y se lee tremendamente rápido。 Muy recomendable

Pieter-Jan De Paepe

Prachtige novelle over de kracht van stilte en de angst van het niets。

Reem Kabbany

This review has been hidden because it contains spoilers。 To view it, click here。 لاعب الشطرنجستيفان زفايغالصفحات:81التقييم:⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐كيف استطاع هذا الكاتب أن يبني أبعاده وينقل فلسفة حياة كاملة بهذا العدد القليل من الصفحات。بالمجمل وأن قرأت على عجل تبدو كرواية بسيطة بأحداث جميلة ولغة متينة وتعابير قوية لكن هي بالحقيقة تصور الحياة كرقعة شطرنج وهي الكون بأسره والعالم هم المتحكمون باللاعبين الذين بدورهم يتحكمون بالأحجار。هي منهج حياة لم تكن قرائتها سهلة بالنسبة لي لكنها كانت كافية لفهم الرسالة التي رُبما إن قرأها أحدهم أخر يفهم رسالة خاصة به وحده。。。

Omama

"لاشيء في العالم يعذب النفس البشرية أكثر من الفراغ"أقل ما يقال عن هذه الرواية بأنها رواية مذهلة! "لاشيء في العالم يعذب النفس البشرية أكثر من الفراغ"أقل ما يقال عن هذه الرواية بأنها رواية مذهلة! 。。。more

Toby

3。5

Guillermo Valencia

"𝑳𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊́𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒛𝒂𝒅𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒐 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒅𝒂 𝒖́𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒐, 𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒐́ 𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒆, 𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒋𝒆𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒐 𝑨𝒍𝒆𝒌𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆, 𝑳𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒓, 𝑩𝒐𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒋𝒖𝒃𝒐𝒘, 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒐 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒔 𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒊 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒅𝒂𝒅。" "𝑳𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊́𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒛𝒂𝒅𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒐 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒅𝒂 𝒖́𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒐, 𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒐́ 𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒆, 𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒋𝒆𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒐 𝑨𝒍𝒆𝒌𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆, 𝑳𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒓, 𝑩𝒐𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒋𝒖𝒃𝒐𝒘, 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒐 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒔 𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒊 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒅𝒂𝒅。" 。。。more

Pater Edmund

Perfect little story。

lawyerbookworm

Wow, this little novella packed a punch。 The story is told by an unnamed narrator, who realizes he is on a boat with Mirko Czentovic, a chess prodigy。 Czentovic is not an intellectual, he is simply good at chess。 Our unnamed narrator wants to learn more about Czentovic and what makes him tick so he attempts to catch Czentovic's attention by starting a chess game with another passenger。 During the game, another stranger, who we know only as Dr。 B, begins coaching our narrator - to the point where Wow, this little novella packed a punch。 The story is told by an unnamed narrator, who realizes he is on a boat with Mirko Czentovic, a chess prodigy。 Czentovic is not an intellectual, he is simply good at chess。 Our unnamed narrator wants to learn more about Czentovic and what makes him tick so he attempts to catch Czentovic's attention by starting a chess game with another passenger。 During the game, another stranger, who we know only as Dr。 B, begins coaching our narrator - to the point where our narrator "draws" with Czentovic。 We learn Dr。 B is a respected Austrian who for months was subject to the psychological torture at the hands of the Nazis。 I do not want to reveal too much in a review, but things take a dark turn as Dr。 B tells his story。I almost feel as if Zweig was playing chess with me - shifting my focus from Czentovic to Dr。 B, then away from the characters to the bigger message he was trying to convey。 This novella is obviously a diatribe against the evil of the Nazis。 It is really telling that this is Zweig's final piece of literature prior to his suicide, in exile from Austria as a Jewish man during the reign of Hitler。 The novel left more questions than answers - what happened to Dr。 B? Was he ever able to come to terms with his past trauma in his exile? Or was he destined to end his life like Zweig himself? I have given this a four star rating because of how thought-provoking this truly was for me。 。。。more

Rosemarie

Fantastisk, gribende og afhængighedsdannende!

Sergio Hinchado

Una joya de libro。 La única pega es su brevedad que hace que sea te haga corta su lectura y te quedes con ganas de conocer cómo evolucionaría la historia。Los personajes están bien construidos y es una historia muy bien hilada。Un libro para aficionarte a la lectura

Jahnavi Paliwal

Intriguing! Amazing writing!!

Virginia

Brilliant as always