Paperback, 588 pages
French language
Published Jan. 13, 1999 by Plon.
L'éternelle lutte entre le Bien et le Mal, sous la plume débridée, loufoque, baroque de Salman Rushdie.
A l'aube d'un matin d'hiver, un jumbo jet explose au-dessus de la Manche. Au milieu de membres humains éparpillés et d'objets non identifiés, deux silhouettes improbables tombent du ciel : Gibreel Farishta, le légendaire acteur indien, et Saladin Chamcha, l'homme des Mille Voix, self-made man et anglophile devant l'éternel. Agrippés l'un à l'autre, chantant à qui mieux-mieux, ils atterrissent sains et saufs, ô miracle, sur une plage anglaise enneigée...
Gibreel et Saladin ont été choisis (par qui ?) pour être les protagonistes de la lutte éternelle entre le Bien et le Mal. Mais qui est qui ? Les démons peuvent-ils être angéliques ? Les anges sont-ils des diables déguisés ? Tandis que les deux hommes rebondissent du passé au présent et du rêve en aventure, nous sommes spectateurs d'un extraordinaire cycle de contes …
L'éternelle lutte entre le Bien et le Mal, sous la plume débridée, loufoque, baroque de Salman Rushdie.
A l'aube d'un matin d'hiver, un jumbo jet explose au-dessus de la Manche. Au milieu de membres humains éparpillés et d'objets non identifiés, deux silhouettes improbables tombent du ciel : Gibreel Farishta, le légendaire acteur indien, et Saladin Chamcha, l'homme des Mille Voix, self-made man et anglophile devant l'éternel. Agrippés l'un à l'autre, chantant à qui mieux-mieux, ils atterrissent sains et saufs, ô miracle, sur une plage anglaise enneigée...
Gibreel et Saladin ont été choisis (par qui ?) pour être les protagonistes de la lutte éternelle entre le Bien et le Mal. Mais qui est qui ? Les démons peuvent-ils être angéliques ? Les anges sont-ils des diables déguisés ? Tandis que les deux hommes rebondissent du passé au présent et du rêve en aventure, nous sommes spectateurs d'un extraordinaire cycle de contes d'amour et de passion, de trahison et de foi, avec, au centre de tout cela, l'histoire de Mahmoud, prophète de Jahilia, la cité de sable - Mahmoud, frappé par une révélation où les versets sataniques se mêlent au divin.
Avec ce grand livre-tourbillon, où le passé et le futur se livrent une chasse sans merci, Salman Rushdie nous embarque dans une épopée truculente, un voyage de larmes et de rires au pays du Bien et du Mal, si inséparablement liés dans le cour des hommes.
Source: www.lisez.com/livre-grand-format/les-versets-sataniques/9782259186667
I read this a number of years ago. I didn't fully understand it at the time, but I've had a lot of time to digest it. It's a critique on Islam and not always favorable.
I listened to a fantastic old audio book version of The Satanic Verses. Somebody digitised it from a series of old cassette tapes and put it on the internet (thank you). I am not sure if it is the voice of Salman Rushdie himself, whoever it is, I would like to thank him so much for this brilliant work. 22 hours of listening pleasure during my walks to and from work.
I always thought that this was a very serious book. But for most parts it is hilarious. It is also long winding, and I must admit that at some parts I dozed off, simply enjoying the very pleasant sound of the narrator’s voice.
Absolutely incredible. Took me ages to read but what a spectacular achievement. A wild story and deep reflections on the nation and religion, identity and myth. Some of the gender dynamics are a bit dated these days but otherwise absolutely bang on. Well worth a fatwa or two
A confounding, challenging book that leaves impactful philosophical impressions. This book is so many things: a weird odd-couple story that crosses the planes, a tale of the immigrant experience in England, and a fable about surrender to religion versus a rigorous adherence to secular science. I found the narrative to be lovely, especially the description of Jahilia's marketplaces, the sounds, smells, all those bright images.
Rushdie is working on multiple layers. Jahilia is also the state of ignorance of divine guidance, and it is here that the character Mahound (who is based on Muhammad) is tested. This depiction is one of the largest sources of controversy to this novel, which is supposedly sacrilegious, though it is actually not an attack on Islam or even religion at all. It's a story about life's experiences, and how our perception of the essence of life changes as we change.
Throughout the story, we …
A confounding, challenging book that leaves impactful philosophical impressions. This book is so many things: a weird odd-couple story that crosses the planes, a tale of the immigrant experience in England, and a fable about surrender to religion versus a rigorous adherence to secular science. I found the narrative to be lovely, especially the description of Jahilia's marketplaces, the sounds, smells, all those bright images.
Rushdie is working on multiple layers. Jahilia is also the state of ignorance of divine guidance, and it is here that the character Mahound (who is based on Muhammad) is tested. This depiction is one of the largest sources of controversy to this novel, which is supposedly sacrilegious, though it is actually not an attack on Islam or even religion at all. It's a story about life's experiences, and how our perception of the essence of life changes as we change.
Throughout the story, we are posed questions even by a God character about who and what we are and what we mean. Whether these are meaningful questions to the reader depends on your ability to be open or closed, as Mirza Saeed Akhtar learns. Sometimes it's better to hold one's breath and swim and sometimes not.
Anyway, I thoroughly enjoyed the book, though I expected more controversy. I'm shocked that Rushdie is persecuted by expressing thoughts that are entirely beneficial to humanity. Questions are never bad. Doubt isn't bad. Answers, especially those that are so certain never to be questioned, will be our ruination.
The writing itself is dense and can be challenging, especially drawing from so many sources. Read it slowly and enjoy it.
That's it.
