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Murphy

Samuel Beckett

Paperback | Pages: 288 pages

Rating: 3.85 | 4607 Users | 318 Reviews

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Title	:	Murphy
Author	:	Samuel Beckett
Book Format	:	Paperback
Book Edition	:	Special Edition
Pages	:	Pages: 288 pages
Published	:	January 20th 1994 by Grove Press (first published 1938)
Categories	:	Fiction. European Literature. Irish Literature. Classics. Cultural. Ireland. Literature

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'Murphy', Samuel Beckett's first published novel, was written in English and published in London in 1938; Beckett himself subsequently translated the book into French, and it was published in France in 1947. The novel recounts the hilarious but tragic life of Murphy in London as he attempts to establish a home and to amass sufficient fortune for his intended bride to join him.

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Original Title:	Murphy
ISBN:	0802150373 (ISBN13: 9780802150370)
Edition Language:	English
Characters:	Celia Kelly, Neary, Murphy (Murphy), Miss Dwyer, Miss Counihan, Willoughby Kelly, Mr. Quigley, Needle Wylie, Austin Ticklepenny, Miss Carridge, Ariadne Cox Neary, Thomas "Bim" Clinch, Timothy "Bom" Clinch, "Bum" Clinch, Mr. Endon, Cooper (Murphy), Rosie Dew, Nelly Dew, Dr. Angus Killiecrankie, Vera the waitress

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Ratings: 3.85 From 4607 Users | 318 Reviews

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Murphy is a strange, sad, melancholic and sometimes funny novel on madness, boredom, misunderstanding and isolation. Murphy, our main character and isolated 'solipsist', stuck in a void, jobless and work-shy, decides to withdraw from life away from his prostitute fiance. What follows is Beckett's bleak and absurd humour on everyday life, an outlook shared by his alter ego on paper, Murphy, and his ambitious wordplay. When writers treat language as if it were gold, that's when a work of

I've been a fan of Beckett's plays since I was a punk-ass 18 year old lit student. The dismal, oppressive air, the bleak landscapes, the brooding, the weird buffoonery, his place in letters is well-deserved.And all that is present in Murphy. Hell, the thing opens with him tied down to a rocking chair. But it doesn't really translate that well to the novel form. I feel like Murphy just would have worked better as a play. Character development? Not really. Narrative? Barely. But the vibe that

Samuel Becket has turned me on with the very first phrase in the book:The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.There is no reality, only a simulacrum of reality: individuals entertain themselves with bizarre occult practices and weird intellectual discourses:Humanity is a well with two buckets, one going down to be filled, the other coming up to be emptied.Isnt it a perfect metaphor of birth and death, of knowledge and ignorance, of memory and oblivion?Murphys mind pictured

Samuel Becket has turned me on with the very first phrase in the book:The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.There is no reality, only a simulacrum of reality: individuals entertain themselves with bizarre occult practices and weird intellectual discourses:Humanity is a well with two buckets, one going down to be filled, the other coming up to be emptied.Isnt it a perfect metaphor of birth and death, of knowledge and ignorance, of memory and oblivion?Murphys mind pictured

No. I didn't like this. Not going to pretend. Call me a philistine and exile me from literati.I thought I'd like this novel. I like a lot of classic literature whether it's Tolstoy, Dostoevsky, Zola, Hardy, Dickens. I love obscure, surreal, hallucinogenic writing. And I love a dark atmosphere.But I found this pedantic and pretentious, confusing and muddled -- and most unforgiving of all, boring. There's some humor and the last few chapters were great, but anything enjoyable felt as if one had to

Reading Beckett (for the first time) is like watching a highly adroit but mystifying magician. Or seeing a play in another language. Or coming across a street performer performing complicated and dizzying featslike juggling on a high-wire while simultaneously turning cartwheels and meditating. In other words, Beckett, for me, felt like an entertaining yet befuddling spectacle. I love his playfulness with language, his daringness in using completely inaccessible vocabulary and classic/archaic

Thought I'd review this as so few have, and this is Beckett's first, best, and funniest novel.Many people think of Beckett's characters, and they come up with something like this:These post-apocalyptic, hollowed-out characters sitting around in the blank landscapes of Beckett's plays have been blasted to hell and back; they patiently accept whatever happens to them and seem to be waiting for some form of grace.In contrast, Murphy (the title character of the novel) isn't going anywhere, but he