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And Then There Were None (2004)

And Then There Were None (2004)

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يجب أن أعترف أن ضيق أفقي هو مامنعني من دخول عالم أجاثا كريستيفمنذ صغري لم تبهرني أغلفة قصصها المترجمة للعربيةكما أن معرفة والدي لافلامها وقراءة والدتي لروايتها منذ الصغر جعلني أشعر أن الغموض بهذه القصص سيكون "موضة قديمة" وألغازها ستكون مكشوفة ليناهيك عن مقولة "لابد أن الخادم هو من فعلها.. كقصص أجاثا كريستي" جعلتني متشككا أن الحل دائما نمطيافلماذا أقرأ لها؟..لم يعد هناك شئ عشر عساكر صغار ذهبوا الي العشاءاختنق احدهم ..ثم تبقي تسعة الي ان جائتني دعوة..دعوه لقراءة احد كتب اجاثا كريستي لانها في قائمة أعلي الكتب مبيعا في العالم متفوقة علي الالاف كتب التشويق والجريمة!!! مما جعلني متشوقا لمعرفه السببتلك الدعوة كانت في ويكابيديا..قائمة اعلي الكتب مبيعا في التاريخ تسع عساكر صغار سهروا لوقت متاخرنام احدهم طويلا..ثم تبقي ثمانية هذا ما جعلني متشوقا لمعرفه سر هذه الرواية..التي تفوقت في اثارتها وتشويقها علي الكثير من أقرانها في المبيعات..وحتي تفوقها علي كل روايات اجاثا كريستيوأن تظل محتفظة بغموضها وتشويقها كل هذه السنواتوقد كان...وبدأت في الكتاب ثماني عساكر صغار سافروا لديفونقرر احدهم البقاء..ثم تبقي سبعة كنت مصمما اولا ألا اقرأ اي ريفيو عن الرواية ولا ألمح حتي صفحات الافلام المبنية عنهافقد كنت مصمما ان اعرف اللغز وأحله بنفسي قبل انتهاء صفحات الرواية سبع عساكر صغار يشطرون الاخشابشطر احدهم نفسه نصفين..ثم تبقي ستة ومنذ الفصل الاول وجدت نفسي في رواية متعددة الشخصيات..متعددة وجهات النظر..ثماني اشخاص لا يعرفون بعضهم بعضا..متجهون نحو قصر بجزيرة..غامض صاحبه..وغامض السبب الحقيقي وراء ذهابهم او دعوتهم.. غامض دعواتهم للقصر شيئا ما..الا انهم قرروا الذهاب ايا كانمتباينين..غير متناسقين عمريا ولا فكريا ولا كمستوي اجتماعي او مادي او حتي وطيفي...مشتركين في غموض ماضيهم..غموض دوافعهمليذهبوا ويقابلوا زوجين من الخدم غامضين ايضا..لايعرفون شيئا عن سيدهم ولم يروه حتي الان..بل ويكادوا يجزمون بينهم وبين انفسهم بغرابة ذلك الحشد الغريب الغير متناسق,الغير متجانس بين الشخصيات امامهميبدأ العشاء علي مائده يزينها تماثيل صغيرة لعشر عساكر..وتبدأ الاحداث الغريبة في البدء منذ اوائل الفصول ست عساكر صغار يلعبون جوار خلية نحللسعت نحلة غاضبة احدهم..ثم تبقي خمسة اتهامات غريبة يسمعونها بعد العشاء من جهاز تسجيل تم تشغيلهإتهامات تخص ماضي كل شخصية من العشر شخصياتوالمفترض انهم وحدهم بالجزيرةمن قام بتسجيل تلك الأتهامات؟ونعم..كما تقول الاسطورة بعد العشاء الاول مباشرة..يختنق احدهم..كحادث مدبر؟ انتحار؟ جريمه قتل؟ثم يتبقي تسعة..ليتفكروا في الامر خمس عساكر صغار يذهبون للحكمتحفظ علي حكم احدهم..ثم تبقي اربعة ثم ينام أحدهم طويلا ... ولا يستيقظ أبدابالضبط كأغنية "عشر عساكر صغار"..فهل سيتناقص عدد المدعوين العشر كالعساكر في الأغنية؟تتوالي الاحداث..في ترقب..من صاحب الدعوة؟ ماحقيقة الاتهامات؟كان هناك 10 تماثيل عساكر في وسط مائدة الطعام..لماذا صار فقط تسع بعد وفاه احدهم؟ اربع عساكر صغار يذهبون لبحرتخدع سمكه حمراء احدهم..ثم تبقي ثلاثة حتي وان تبقي ثلاثة..لن تعرف من يقوم بهذاهل هو احدهم؟ هل هناك احد غيرهم العشرة مختبئ في مكان ما؟هذا لا يمكن ان يكون صحيحا..لقد فتشنا المكان جيدا.حتي الجثث ..اهو حلم؟عذرا ..كابوس؟؟ ثلاث عساكر صغار يذهبون لحديقة الحيواناتاخذ الدب احدهم..ثم تبقي أثنان وتتغلغل الرواية بعبقرية داخل نفس الانسان ..وغريزته الحيوانية في البقاء..والدفاع عن نفسهفبمجرد تناقص عدد الشخصيات تبدأ تصرفاتهم في الريبة والشك والخوف وكانهم فعلا حيوانات مفترسةستشعر كم برعت اجاثا كريستي ملكة الجريمة في تصوير باختصار موجز رعب وهلع النفس البشرية في مواجهه المجهول..وفي الشك في الغرباء حتي تصل لدرجه البارانويافي قصر بجزيرة منعزلة, لدرجة تجعلك تشعر فعلا كأنك أنعزلت عن العالم وصرت حبيسا بتلك الجزيرةبل ستجعلك في لحظات في اواخر الرواية تشعر بنفس البرانويا والترقب والفزع كانك التالي في دور القتل والاختفاءلقد كنت "بدون مبالغة" احبس انفاسي في بعض الاجزاء الاخيرة فعلااثنان عساكر صغار جلسا في الشمساصيب احدهم بضربه شمس..ثم تبقي واحدروايه واحدة نالت كل التقديرات المتميزة لاجاثا كريستي..رفعت لها القبعات منذ اول صدورها في الثلاثينات من القرن الماضي وحتي الانوبالرغم من ان انتاج افلام عن الرواية لم يحدث من فترة طويلة الا انه صدرت لعبة "فيديوجيم" للكمبيوتر في 2004رواية واحدة ستجعلك تتوحد في قراءتها مع الابطال..ستظن انك عرفت شيئا ما -وبصعوبه- وسيتضح خطأك بعد بضع صفحاتحتي تأتي النهاية المكتوبة بحرفية اجاثا كريستي المتوجه عالميا كملكة الجريمةرواية واحدة التي اثنت مؤلفتها علي حرفيتها بنفسها في مقدمة الرواية لمجهودها في جعل جرائم القتل مقبوله وحل الجرائم مقنعوملاءم للاسطورةاسطورة العشر عساكر الصغارعسكري واحد صغير تبقي وحيدا..ذهب وشنق نفسهثم لم يتبق احدAnd Then There Were Noneنعم لم يتبق احد..ولكن تبقي لي تراث اجاثا كريستي لاقرأ فيه من وقت لاخرتراث يقرأ لاجيال..ليتعرف به علي افضل ماكتب في مجال التشويق والاثارة وعالم الجريمةمحمد العربيمن 17 سبتمبر 2013الي 23 سبتمبر 2013مقال أخترنا لك عن اعلي مبيعات الروايات منهم ثم لم يبق أحد

Every once in a while on Goodreads I find myself feeling compelled to make a True Confession, and here's another one: I'm not all that much of a Hercule Poirot fan. For someone who's read probably 30 or 40 Agatha Christie books over her lifetime, that's probably an odd thing. I like him okay, I don't DISlike him, but yeah, he kind of irks me sometimes. So when I'm picking up an Agatha Christie mystery, I'm always a little bit tickled when it doesn't involve Poirot. This is one of those books, so it already had a leg up on the competition when I started it.And here's the other thing: with all the Christie books I've read in my lifetime, there are only a handful that I've found really memorable. This, again, is one of those books. In fact, plotwise I would say it's my favorite Christie book of all time. Many Christie fans consider it her masterpiece.Eight very different people are invited to an isolated island off the coast of England. Fairly soon it becomes apparent that they all have one thing in common: they've all been accused of murder but were never convicted or brought to justice. Each person has gotten a written invitation to the island, tailored to their needs or situation, like a job offer or a holiday invitation, most of the invitations coming from someone they don't know who signs the invites as "U.N. Owen." Together with the butler and cook who are already on the island, there are ten people. They gather for drinks and to meet their (UNknown <-----get it?) host. While they are waiting, a few things happen:1. They notice a framed copy of the nursery rhyme "Ten Little Indians" hanging on the wall, in which the Indians* leave, die or disappear one by one, until there are none. There are also ten Indian figurines on the dining room table. 2. Mysteriously, a recorded voice begins to speak, describing each of the characters in turn and accusing them each of committing murder but evading justice . . . until now. 3. One of the guests laughs off the shock and quickly downs a drink. And immediately chokes and dies. One of the ten figurines is soon discovered to be broken, and the nursery rhyme reflects his manner of death ("One choked his little self and then there were nine").So begins an intense tale, as the guests frantically try to protect themselves and figure out which of them is the killer (or is it someone else hiding on the island?) before they are all dead. And at the same time, they're all dealing with their own feelings of guilt to varying degrees. And the figurines keep disappearing--DUN! DUN! DUN! The psychological exploration in this book is great, beyond anything I recall reading in any other Christie mystery, and the reveal at the end completely surprised me.*Content note: The one thing that mars this book is its dicey history due to its racial slurs and insensitivity. It was originally titled Ten Little Niggers, based on the British version of this poem that apparently wasn't considered offensive enough not to use in England when the book was first published in 1939. For the American edition of the book, it was changed to "Ten Little Indians" and, later, "And Then There Were None" (which is the version I have, but still with the Indian poem and figurines)--better but still not great. I understand that most recent editions now use ten little soldiers for the poem.

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A group of strangers is invited to a deserted island by a mysterious host they do not know. When they arrive they immediately 1. dislike each other2. figure out that no one knows who the host is3. discern that each person is hiding a dark secret4. realize they were all blackmailed into comingThen one by one, the guests begin to disappear. A short verse about 10 Little Indians appears at each crime scene. Those remaining frantically try to figure out what is going on.This is my all-time favorite Agatha Christie mystery. The reason I liked it so much was that I could not figure out the ending until the last page, so it left me stunned! Many of her other novels (and I have read most of them!) were suspenseful but not this much of a nail-biter.
—Heather

Podsetila si me koliko u stvari volim Agatu Kristi. Ako razmisljas sta bi od nje citala sledece, mogu da ti preporucim Ubistvo Rodzera Akrojda. Secam se da mi se mnogo svidelo i planiram da procitam ponovo.
—Jadranka

I admit I am a late, reluctant and suspicious convert to Christie. I avoided her studiously as an adolescent, because dozens and dozens of her paperbacks were always on sale with equally cheap indistinguishable romances and other 'women's books,' and I wanted no part of those. I read Chandler, not Christie; Hammett, not Sayers; James, not Marsh. I even read a few Spillane books, for Chrissakes, at a friend's urging (UGH), but still no Christie. Those endless TV adaptations, with the dotty Miss Marple and dorky Poirot, didn't help either. I had her books written off - predictable - cozy - tricksy - unreal - feminine. I liked Patricia Cornwell and noir. Show me a grisly procedural and I'll sink into it like a warm bath.The result of this prejudice, of course, was that I never saw what was actually there and only cheated myself. But matters weren't helped when I took a (delightful) genre studies course in graduate school (The Singing Sands, Ashenden, Knight's Gambit, An Unsuitable Job for a Woman, Poe, Doyle....) and we had to read The Murder of Roger Ackroyd, about whom legendary snob Edmund Wilson famously asked: Who Cares? Not me. (Not that I cared for Wilson either.) I hated that book.But during that course I ran across something interesting. For my final topic I chose the work of P.D. James (and read all of her books published up til then - through Original Sin - in about a month; dizzying but v fun) and you couldn't miss emblazoned on all her paperbacks at the time, THE NEW QUEEN OF CRIME, SHE USURPS CHRISTIE'S THRONE, CAGEMATCH BETWEEN PHYLLIS AND AGATHA, TWO BITCHES ENTER ONE NOVELIST LEAVES, &c &c you get the picture. This was mainly very stupid marketing because James and Christie have almost nothing in common (even tho James's first, derivative novel had the classic locked-room scenario). But I read a lot of interviews with James, and while she was polite about Christie (well, she's British) I sensed something else: respect. Apparently her tone's changed a bit in her most recent nonfiction book about mysteries, but then she said something like: 'She is a conjurer with those cards, and each time you think you know which one she is turning face-up, and each time you are wrong.' Well, now that was interesting. Every time? And I discovered the answer is, yes, pretty much. Call it a trick, call it a gimmick, call it masterful puzzle-plotting, call it a kind of genius, whatever it is, it's frighteningly consistent. It is what Stephen King terms the 'gotta' in Misery raised almost to an art form. It is what Magnus Eisengrim describes in Robertson Davies' World of Wonders as what makes a great magician: 'A man who can stand stark naked in the middle of a crowd and keep it gaping for an hour while he manipulates a few coins, or cards, or billiard balls.'This would have been a far, far better book for me to read in that class that was almost fifteen years ago now (gosh). For one thing, it has a sharp, strong, original female central character (she's not quite a heroine); its gimmick is equally as good as Ackroyd's; and it is a dazzling distinctive example of the One-Of-Us-is-a-Murderer-But-Which-One plot. Even better, there is no trace of that horrific Socratic bore Hercule Poirot or any of his little grey cells. For all that critics harp on Christie's cardboard characters and outlandish setups, this book depends largely on characterization and atmosphere. Each of the ten people brought to a deserted, barren island is guilty to a greater or lesser degree of causing the death of another person, and the book becomes almost a meditation on - what is guilt? What is responsibility? The murderer isn't just randomly cutting people down, but manipulating them, and enjoying it. Even if they are all as guilty as she or he thinks they are, do they deserve to be picked off and psychologically tortured? What justifies passing sentence on someone else? These are not easy questions and Christie does not give easy answers.(Also trying to write a spoiler-free review of this is hard, yeesh.)
—Moira Russell

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