La joueuse de go (chinese)

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La joueuse de go (chinese)
Название: La joueuse de go (chinese)
Автор: Sa Shan
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Amazon.com Review

In war-torn Manchuria of the 1930s, two lives briefly find peace over a game of go in Shan Sa's third novel, The Girl Who Played Go (translated by Adriana Hunter). The unnamed characters, a Japanese soldier stationed in China and a 16-year-old Manchurian girl, narrate their stories in alternating first-person chapters. For the girl, the struggles of Independent Manchuria take a back seat to her discovery of love and the awakening of her sexuality. For the soldier, his idealized dreams of samurai honor and imperial conquest are slowly displaced by homesickness, troubled recollections of his earthquake-torn youth, and remorse over a lost love. But the solitary concerns of each character are eventually submerged by the tides of war. The girl's first lover, Min, is a revolutionary. His ardor for his virgin conquest is matched by a doomed patriotism. Simultaneously, the soldier comes to relish the girl's home town, Thousand Winds, in Southern Manchuria, and becomes distrustful of his own nationalism. His daily games of go with the young female stranger awaken a new passion in him that becomes entwined with admiration for her aggressive play.

As they hardly speak, the soldier and the girl's views of each other remain clouded in Sa's technically facile narrative maneuvers. Where the soldier sees love, the girls sees escape. By maintaining the first person, Sa (winner of the French Prix Goncourt du Premier) leads the reader not only to experience the Japanese and Manchurian perspectives of the occupation, but also she offers glimpses into the deep failure inherent in cross-cultural and cross-generational communication. Couple with the rich historical detail, Sa's narrative games reward close reading amidst the briskly paced spiral into tragedy. -Patrick O'Kelley

From Publishers Weekly

In her first novel to appear in English (her two previous novels, published in French, won the Prix Goncourt and the Prix Cazes), Sa masterfully evokes strife-ridden Manchuria during the 1930s. The first-person narration deftly alternates between a 16-year-old Chinese girl and a Japanese soldier from the invading force. As in the Chinese game of go, the two main characters-the girl discovering desire, the soldier visiting prostitutes, both in a besieged city-will ultimately cross paths, with surprising consequences for both. Sa's prose shifts between lavish metaphor-the girl's sister, grieved by an adulterous husband, is "not a woman but a flower slowly wilting"-and matter-of-fact concision ("We weary of the game and kill them," the soldier says of two Chinese prisoners, "two bullets in the head"). The most absorbing subplot is Sa's careful rendering of the girl's sexual awakening. Though at first intrigued by a liaison with a revolution-minded student, she is reluctant to enter adulthood, a state she views as fraught with injury and falsehood, "a sad place full of vanity." To escape her increasingly troubled life, she becomes a master at go, eventually taking on the soldier, who is in disguise. As the two meet to play, they gradually become entranced, even while war rages around them. The alternating parallel tales add an extra spark of energy to this swift-moving novel, as Sa portrays tenderness and brutality with equal clarity.

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Japan 's bloodbath in China during the 1930s began in Manchuria, a resource-rich region in northeast Asia. This prelude to World War II in the Pacific haunts Shan Sa's story of young lovers whose worlds collapse in a typhoon of despair. The Girl Who Played Go, the fiction winner of the 2004 Kiriyama Prize, has an economy of prose that allows the novel to cover an epic time, while focusing on the tragedy of a Chinese girl who loves a Japanese boy. This boy comes to her as an enemy soldier trying to maintain his father's samurai ethic; she comes to him as a member of an aristocratic Manchu yellow-banner family that has served the Qing emperors in Peking. His side is on the rise, hers in decline.

The protagonists meet in a public park, a place where one can play the ancient board game of Go. Both play masterfully, initially knowing nothing of each other's identity. They are strangers in a game of strategy, much like their political leaders in Tokyo and Nanking. The interplay of two youngsters and two empires drives the narrative, allowing the author to counterpoise the Japanese story with its Chinese counterpart. Family portraits from both sides illuminate two teenagers driven to adulthood before their time, cheated of a full youth and the critical years when they might have discovered their humanity – already a challenge in a time of terror and terrorism with the Manchurian war regressing into bitter guerrilla fighting, which results in atrocities on both sides.

Shan's voice is unmistakably Chinese – feminine but hard, finely tuned and precise. Not a word is wasted, no excess of emotion shown. She colors her background with a few swift strokes that a master calligrapher would admire. Her dialogue has a staccato rhythm, somewhat like a Chinese Hemingway with bullet prose. Ornamentation is not for Shan, stark reality is.

More than pleasure, readers will become involved in a healing process. As horrific as the war was, its aftermath has brought a dreadful hatred between the former enemy states. Japan bashing dominates much of what comes through in recent Chinese literature. This book offers a way around the sepsis wasting away a possible healing. Shan has created two life-loving youths shattered in a hellish war that carries them and millions like them to early deaths. Even-handed in her treatment of both main characters, she allows a reader to see the richness of both Japanese and Chinese culture, making us imagine how they might each enrich the other once again

Reviewed by Patrick Lloyd Hatcher

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全家人在大饭厅中吃午饭。为了保持房中的凉爽,家人一早就关了窗子,拉上帘幔。姐姐在集市里听到不少小道消息,兴高采烈地讲给我们听。

她说,昨晚上日本兵逮捕了一批抗联成员,我们听到的枪炮声不是演习,而是真枪实弹的战斗。

我漫不经心地听她絮絮道来。一局围棋陶醉了我,把我与外界隔离开来。昏暗的客厅让我想起晶琦家的卧室,犹如皇陵一般阴沉:黑漆家具散发出一阵闷香,墙上的裂缝组成了一幅幅神秘的壁画。床上铺着绣金的紫缎,好似一团团永不熄灭的炭火。

“造反起义!”姐姐说,“你们听听,多愚蠢呀!”

之后她接着说:

“你们知道这帮人是在哪里被抓住的吗?听听:市长的亲生儿子把他们聚集在他家族的一所房子中。妹妹,你别以为我在编故事。听说日本兵在地窖里找到了武器弹药。怎么着?当然他也被抓起来了。”

我口中的鸡肉一下子变得淡然无味。我拼命填米饭,强迫自己咽下去。

厨娘一边上茶一边说:“今儿一大早,日本人逮捕了李医生,据说他也是那一伙的。”

父亲悠悠然地说道:“我和市长很熟。我们的父亲同在慈禧太后朝中称臣,我们少年时常常见面。他也曾想去英国留学,可是遭到全家的反对,这成了他生平一大憾事。前几天,我的讲座结束之后,他过来和我打招呼。五十五岁的他酷似他的父亲,就差朝珠马褂、顶戴花翎。他拉住我的手,告诉我他哥哥是满洲‘皇帝’的信臣,已经为他在‘新京’宫中谋得高官。看来从此以后他的前途不会美妙。”

“你怎么会同情这个人?”妈妈问道,“他妒恨你。他在政府管教学时没减少你的课程。我怀疑是他想禁止你的译书。你是好人,我可什么都没忘。现在我可要幸灾乐祸了。”

我不知道原来父母竟然认识晶琦的父亲。他俩的话听得我心痛。我的家人在昏暗中围桌而坐,居然在轻松地议论一伙同胞如何落网。

姐姐突然惊呼:

“你干吗这样看着我?”

“我肚子疼。”

“你的脸色不好。回房休息吧,”母亲命令道,“一会儿叫人给你送茶过去。”

我倒在床上,用冰冷的手紧紧捂住了肚子。

晶琦在哪儿呢?敏辉和他在一起吗?我在头脑中审视着他们那所房子中边边角角,家什摆设,一切都是那么的陈旧安详,看不出丝毫反叛的迹象。然而,我的朋友们欺骗了我,当敏辉拥紧我把我拉到房中时,他行走在包藏秘密的地窖之上。当晶琦在花园中同我说话,当他窥视怨恨敏辉时,一种比爱情更强有力的感情把他俩紧紧地联系在一起。他们为什么会对我隐瞒真相?我会分享他们的爱国主义精神,与他们一同被关进监狱。我会留在他们身旁,跟他们一起去死。

姐姐过来给我倒了杯茶,我转身面墙而卧,假装睡着了。

我眼前又浮现出我们初次见面的场景。集市中,抗联发动突袭。我跌倒在狂乱的人群中。一个皮肤黝黑的男子朝我伸出了手。他有英俊的四方脸膛,一望便知他出身满洲贵族。之后,高傲冷峻的晶琦出现了。这场暴动的两个组织者从此走入了我的生活。

我转过身来,一口茶下肚,逐渐平静下来。每当敏辉和我谈起他的革命大业,我总以为那不过是他的梦想罢了。当他告诉我他生活在危险之中,我还以为他故作高深。

我想起了唐林,那个在晶琦生日会上演讲的女学生。现在我终于可以领会她的话中深意了:出身贫困的她在共产主义理想中重新找回了力量和自信。日军的入侵打破了中国自古以来的等级社会,沦陷的土地上人人都是奴隶。唐林把她的追求传给年轻的地主敏辉,他们梦想着建立起一个人人平等的新社会。是他鼓励敏辉拿起武器,加入到抗日联盟。而敏辉又拉上了晶琦。他们三个都会被枪毙!

我悄悄溜了出去。车夫拉车经过晶琦家。整条街都有哨兵站岗。

千风广场上,我把棋子按记下的位置摆好。我紧盯棋盘,清点棋子,陷入了沉思。

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