Le pato reviewed The Vegetarian by Han Kang
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3 stars
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eBook, 200 pages
English language
Published Feb. 2, 2016 by Hogarth.
Before the nightmare, Yeong-hye and her husband lived an ordinary life. But when splintering, blood-soaked images start haunting her thoughts, Yeong-hye decides to purge her mind and renounce eating meat. In a country where societal mores are strictly obeyed, Yeong-hye's decision to embrace a more “plant-like” existence is a shocking act of subversion. And as her passive rebellion manifests in ever more extreme and frightening forms, scandal, abuse, and estrangement begin to send Yeong-hye spiraling deep into the spaces of her fantasy. In a complete metamorphosis of both mind and body, her now dangerous endeavor will take Yeong-hye—impossibly, ecstatically, tragically—far from her once-known self altogether.
A disturbing, yet beautifully composed narrative told in three parts, The Vegetarian is an allegorical novel about modern day South Korea, but also a story of obsession, choice, and our faltering attempts to understand others, from one imprisoned body to another.
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Hmm, kann meinen Eindruck nicht beschreiben irgendwie wars ein bisschen zu lange aus der Perspektive ekliger Typen. Das Ende mochte ich
Great book. Reminded me to Kafkas 'The Metamorphosis'.
3,5/5
Probablemente The Vegetarian ha sido una de las novelas más raras que he leído en toda mi vida, pero me ha gustado y a la vez me ha aterrorizado muchísimo (sobre todo al pensar que cosas que pasan en la novela y que me han parecido horribles las tenemos muy asumidas en nuestra sociedad).
Me han gustado sobre todo la primera y la segunda parte (esta un poco menos) y de la tercera aún no tengo una opinión clara porque no he entendido el final, la verdad. Menudo libro...
This was a difficult read, but I don't for a moment regret having read it.
There is so much going on in this book, so much that is unsaid, so much that is left for the reader to decide. It is a book about men and women—men using women to further their own goals. It is a book about families breaking apart and coming together. It is a book about human connection and the lack thereof.
It is a book about mental health, about a descent into madness. There is a dreamlike quality to it, but the language is precise and objective (often reminding me of Hilary Mantel or Angel Carter). As one of the characters seems to lose her grip on reality, readers find themselves more and more grounded in reality. Strangely, this is unsettling rather than reassuring.
The Vegetarian is beautiful and sad, exquisite and gut-wrenching, terrifying and …
This was a difficult read, but I don't for a moment regret having read it.
There is so much going on in this book, so much that is unsaid, so much that is left for the reader to decide. It is a book about men and women—men using women to further their own goals. It is a book about families breaking apart and coming together. It is a book about human connection and the lack thereof.
It is a book about mental health, about a descent into madness. There is a dreamlike quality to it, but the language is precise and objective (often reminding me of Hilary Mantel or Angel Carter). As one of the characters seems to lose her grip on reality, readers find themselves more and more grounded in reality. Strangely, this is unsettling rather than reassuring.
The Vegetarian is beautiful and sad, exquisite and gut-wrenching, terrifying and ultimately redemptive. It is one of those books that will come back to me in those strange moments when images from books I've weave themselves into the threads of my wandering thoughts.
I've seen this book on our hold shelf for weeks and was always struck by the cover. But oddly enough, I never actually picked up the book to read its summary. I was flying blind with this one once it arrived on the hold shelf for me and had absolutely no idea what I was in for with Han King's The Vegetarian.
In part one, we meet Yeong-hye through the narration of her husband, Mr. Cheong, as he observes his wife become increasingly unwell as a result of her gruesome, gory nightmares. One morning, before sunrise, he finds her in the kitchen throwing away all of the meat in their house: eel, beef for shabu shabu, pork belly, and oysters all because she "had a dream." We watch Yeong-hye begin to unravel without the support of her husband, sister, or parents, who see her rapid switch to vegetarianism as …
I've seen this book on our hold shelf for weeks and was always struck by the cover. But oddly enough, I never actually picked up the book to read its summary. I was flying blind with this one once it arrived on the hold shelf for me and had absolutely no idea what I was in for with Han King's The Vegetarian.
In part one, we meet Yeong-hye through the narration of her husband, Mr. Cheong, as he observes his wife become increasingly unwell as a result of her gruesome, gory nightmares. One morning, before sunrise, he finds her in the kitchen throwing away all of the meat in their house: eel, beef for shabu shabu, pork belly, and oysters all because she "had a dream." We watch Yeong-hye begin to unravel without the support of her husband, sister, or parents, who see her rapid switch to vegetarianism as a fussy rebellion against the family and not an indicator of something deeply, deeply wrong. Part one climaxes at an intervention-style, meat-centric family dinner, where we watch the family completely fall apart.
Part two is narrated by Yeong-hye's brother-in-law, Yeong-ho, who becomes infatuated with Yeong-hye after his wife, In-hye, tells him that her sister was born with a "Mongolian mark" (a blue, thumb-sized birthmark on her buttocks), which always set her apart. This section of the book feels the most violating-- while we're let into the brutally honest minds of Mr. Cheong and Yeong-hye in part one, we're given an even deeper lens into the predatory, and sad mind of Yeong-ho as he becomes obsessed with Yeong-hye while she's at her most vulnerable.
Part three is the ebb in the tide, narrated by In-hye, Yeong-hye's sister. Although there's plenty of drama left for the last 50 pages, this part seems much more quiet and intimate, and by far the saddest arc of the story. I was so struck by this honest portrayal of grief and guilt, and the difficulty in accepting a life someone has chosen for themselves when it's not something you ever would have chosen for them.
I'm so surprised by how much I love this book; it's such a dark and twisted story ruminating on the intersections of family, violence, abuse, mental illness, societal expectations, gender, power, choice, and food. Similar to movies like The Witch and Antichrist, and books like Universal Harvester and Uzumaki, Han Kang crafts a brutally honest masterpiece of a family in disrepair that we (the readers) feel deeply unsettled while reading, like we've inserted ourselves as active watchers of something we shouldn't be seeing.
There are so many things I'm thinking about after reading this story, and I'm so impressed by Kang's incredible nuance in bringing these questions to the surface. How do we process trauma both inside and outside of ourselves? How do we let people in when we don't always know who they are? Conversely, how do we know when to let people go when they've already made the choice to leave? How does the patriarchy reinforce trauma? How can we have any semblance of control in the spheres of society, family, and even our own brains?
I appreciate what she was trying to do; showing how strongly and violently some people react to someone being different than what they themselves are used to. However, I did not care about any of the characters and what happened to them, which made reading this books quite a chore.