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Where My Heart Used to Beat (vuoden 2015 painos)

– tekijä: Sebastian Faulks (Tekijä)

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On a small island off the south coast of France, Robert Hendricks, an English doctor who has seen the best and the worst the twentieth century had to offer, is forced to confront the events that made up his life. His host, and antagonist, is Alexander Pereira, a man whose time is running out, but who seems to know more about his guest than Hendricks himself does. The search for sanity takes us through the war in Italy in 1944, a passionate love that seems to hold out hope, the great days of idealistic work in the 1960s and finally - unforgettably - back into the trenches of the Western Front. The recurring themes of Sebastian Faulks' fiction are here brought together with a new stylistic brilliance as the novel casts a long, baleful light over the century we have left behind but may never fully understand. Daring, ambitious and in the end profoundly moving, this is Faulks' most remarkable book yet.… (lisätietoja)
Jäsen:HelenUnsworth
Teoksen nimi:Where My Heart Used to Beat
Kirjailijat:Sebastian Faulks (Tekijä)
Info:Hutchinson (2015), 336 pages
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I don't want to sound melodramatic but it's been a long time since a book physically grabbed me by the collars, raised me up, shook me gently and put me down again.

Faulks is able to fully articulate the desolation that one feels from being emotionally isolated from others, the awkwardness and sense of mistrust towards other people - the feeling of a deep, ancient persistent pain that wells up by itself for no reason.

The relationship between Hendricks and Luisa recalls the heady, exhilarating moments of 'oh shit, you too? I thought it was just me' love. It extends into heartbreak territory, when they separate, after Hendricks realizes that Luisa is married. 37 years later, thankfully, they reunite, without Hendricks losing his cool.

Reading this was a pretty cathartic experience. ( )
  georgeybataille | Jun 1, 2021 |
Hendricks is a lonely man. When Luisa left suddenly years ago, it left a hole in his heart. Not only that, he made his best friends in the army, and most of them died in the war. He chose not to face up to his losses. Until an encounter with Dr. Pereira who made him revisit his memories, he finally reconnected with Luisa and the army pals still alive. A melancholy book, Faulks leaves you thinking after you finish the book. ( )
  siok | Dec 8, 2020 |
Someone wrote of this book: a moving tale of memory, love and war, That's a pretty good summary ( )
  cbinstead | Sep 25, 2020 |
One must read far into the 2016 Sebastian Faulks novel “Where My Heart Used to Beat” before realizing it is a love story.

In 1980 Robert Hendricks is an aging man who has become something of a cliche in fiction: a psychiatrist with psychological problems of his own. He receives a letter from an elderly neurologist living on an island off the French coast who says he knew his father during the First World War. Hendricks does not remember his father, who died in that war, and decides to visit Dr. Alexander Pereira.

Instead of telling Hendricks anything about his father, however, Pereira asks him to tell his own war story, from World War II. At the heart of this story is a young woman named Luisa, whom he meets in Italy while recovering from a wound. They spend weeks together and fall in love, but then Luisa disappears. Hendricks learns she has left to care for her husband, a wounded Italian soldier. Hendricks never knew she was married. In the decades since, Hendricks says, "Luisa was every woman to me." He has never been able to form a lasting relationship with any other woman.

After his time on Pereira's couch, so to speak, the psychiatrist is better able to make sense of his own life, better prepared to learn the truth about his father and finally willing to look up old friends from the war, the best friends he has ever had, he realizes. And this leads him back to Luisa.

“Where My Heart Used to Beat” is a powerful novel, yet one that may frustrate impatient readers hoping for a more conventional love story, war story or whatever. Faulks is the author of “Birdsong,” another wartime love story that has become a classic. ( )
  hardlyhardy | Jul 3, 2020 |
Sebastian Faulks presents a book-length confessional of a man alienated from his own feelings in Where My Heart Used to Beat. Robert Hendricks grows up in England, having lost his father in the Great War. His mother refuses to talk about his father, saying it would be “too painful.” Hendricks’s life becomes painful in its turn, too, and through a physician’s knowledge of symptoms, and the self’s absorption with its own history, he tries to get some sort of closure on the pain.

Born during the cataclysm of World War I, Robert grows up with his mother, reads incessantly, has a very active imagination and desire to read, and eventually goes to university. His degree in medicine assures his installation as an officer in a celebrated British Army regiment for World War II. He serves with distinction in Dunkirk, North Africa, and Anzio. It is the fraught and frustrating Italian campaign that seems to upend his mental state. While recuperating from wounds, he falls in love with a comely Italian woman, who proves to be the love of his life.

Hendricks tells these episodes late in his life to an elderly doctor on an island off the south coast of France. These conversations amount to an extended therapy session where Hendricks is encouraged to unburden himself. Talk ranges far and wide. The older doctor admires the book that Hendricks wrote in the 1960s, about mad people, and how they could best be supported, because curing them seems beyond the reach of the medical community.

I read of this Hendricks, of his problems and doubts, but nowhere along the way did he engage my sympathies. He is a fine fellow, stalwart with his comrades at war and caring with his patients as a doctor. But the purported alienation he feels, his inability to find comfort or a happy ending … I missed the part that would have made me feel these in my viscera. That may not have been Mr. Faulks’s point, but in a novel of this kind - a highly personal journey in search of comfort or love or support - it certainly seems like it has to have been.

This novel is quite vivid in its descriptions of the British experience in World War II. Its philosophical asides - spoken by our first-person Dr. Hendricks - about the violent worldwide paroxysms of the 20th Century, and how they become embedded on an individual’s soul, are undoubtedly strong. These supports deserve a clearer and more forceful main plot, I felt.

https://bassoprofundo1.blogspot.com/2018/09/where-my-heart-used-to-beat-by.html ( )
  LukeS | Sep 9, 2018 |
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Dark house, by which once more I stand
Here in the long unlovely street,
Doors, where my heart was used to beat
So quickly, waiting for a hand. . .
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With its free peanuts and anonymity, the airline lounge is somewhere I can usually feel at home; but on this occasion I was in too much of a panic to enjoy its self-importance.
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I'd been to Paris a fair amount in the past.....I liked the art galleries, the Metro with its enchanting station names, the islands in the river and the cathedral with its flying buttresses. It was a very handsome city, more so than London; but there was the smugness to deal with, the speech of grunts and shrugs, the barely concealed affection for the departed Nazi occupier; its void August, lay religiosity and fixation with appearances; the way people listened to and admired themselves in the act of talking; the surliness of its waiters, ticket sellers and shop assistants; the boiling little hotel rooms with their floral wallpaper; its willed ignorance of other cultures.
One thing of value my mother's eyes had known was my father's face; and as I gazed into them I half hoped to see - as one can sometimes catch the lights of a window reflected in another's iris - a small image of him smiling back at me. But there was of course no such thing, merely a mother's glaucous good will. Her eyes had seem me as an infant and a child; when she died she would take with her all that I had been in those years before my mind was formed: the wicker basket at the bedside, my head limp against her chest in sleep; the first words, learning how to walk, the bleeding knees, the schoolroom door, the emergence of something like a personality from the falls and tantrums and striving - all those sensations ad events which to her were daily trials but which for me were defining and all-but holy...all these would now be lost in the abyss of time.
As everyone of more than forty-five knows, older people don't think of themselves as such; they stayed locked at twenty-nine or thirty-three or some such sprightly age and view the grey hairs and flesh loosening on the bones as an aberration that a quick diet or a softer light will fix.
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On a small island off the south coast of France, Robert Hendricks, an English doctor who has seen the best and the worst the twentieth century had to offer, is forced to confront the events that made up his life. His host, and antagonist, is Alexander Pereira, a man whose time is running out, but who seems to know more about his guest than Hendricks himself does. The search for sanity takes us through the war in Italy in 1944, a passionate love that seems to hold out hope, the great days of idealistic work in the 1960s and finally - unforgettably - back into the trenches of the Western Front. The recurring themes of Sebastian Faulks' fiction are here brought together with a new stylistic brilliance as the novel casts a long, baleful light over the century we have left behind but may never fully understand. Daring, ambitious and in the end profoundly moving, this is Faulks' most remarkable book yet.

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