獻給阿爾吉儂的花束

Flowers for Algernon

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Language: 繁體中文 | Number of Pages: 320 | Format: Paperback | In other languages: (other languages) English , Spanish , Japanese , Chi simplified , Italian , French , Catalan , German , Russian , Czech , Polish , Hungarian , Romanian

Isbn-10: 9573327015 | Isbn-13: 9789573327011 | Publish date:  | Edition 1

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Category: Fiction & Literature , Health, Mind & Body , Science Fiction & Fantasy

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如果那些歧視變得可以理解,如果愛情不是不可能,如果過往的記憶漸趨鮮明……真的會比較幸福嗎?

  《24個比利》作者最膾炙人口的經典代表作!
  45週年紀念版全新完整譯本

  當我從他們眼中的白痴變成了天才,
  當我從眾人的笑柄變成了不可思議的「怪物」,
  我才漸漸懂得,
  世界上有一種悲傷叫作心痛,有一種殘酷叫作理解……

  很多人都笑我。但他們是我的朋友我們都很快樂。查理吃力地將這兩句話寫在〈進步報告〉。他患有智能障礙,最希望能「變聰明」,純真地以為這樣就能交到很多朋友,再也不會感到寂寞。

  聲稱能改造智能的科學實驗在白老鼠「阿爾吉儂」身上獲得突破性的進展,下一步急需進行人體實驗,個性和善、學習態度積極的查理於是成為最佳人選。手術成功後,查理的智商高速進化,然而那些從未有過的情緒和記憶也逐漸浮顯出來……

  他終於明白那些「朋友」說「去整查理.高登」是什麼意思;他終於知道為什麼看到愛麗絲會心跳加速、手足無措;他終於回想起那段童年陰影,原來那就是痛苦、悲傷、恐懼這些辭彙的意思。而當心理醫師宣稱自己是「天才查理」的造物主,他再也忍無可忍!

  然後,憤怒與懷疑變成查理對周遭世界的反應。我是我生命的全部,或只是過去這幾個月的總合?我做過什麼,為什麼有股無法言明的罪惡感席捲而來?就在此時,阿爾吉儂發生了異常的變化,實驗真的成功了嗎?查理深陷在自我認同的重重迷障中,而更大的危機即將到來……

  在這部一鳴驚人的處女作中,丹尼爾.凱斯藉由查理.高登的蛻變日記,細膩又寫實地反映出心智障礙者置身現實世界的模糊定位與艱難處境,字裡行間更展現了他對自私人性的犀利控訴!無可取代的題材、扣人心弦的文筆和發人深思的意涵,即使在經過多年之後,依然是絕對不能錯過的必讀經典!

作者簡介

丹尼爾.凱斯 Daniel Keyes

  一九二七年生於紐約,擁有布魯克林大學心理學學位。一九五○年代早期進入科幻小說雜誌《Marvel Science Fiction》工作,隨後轉換跑道,成為時裝攝影師與中學教師。凱斯在教學之際,利用課餘時間在布魯克林大學進行英美文學研究,再獲得文學學位。

  一九五九年,凱斯在《奇幻與科幻》雜誌首度發表作品即一鳴驚人,短篇處女作《獻給阿爾吉儂的花束》並為他贏得「雨果獎」的肯定,而在擴展成長篇後又再榮獲「星雲獎」,一舉囊括了科幻小說界最重要的兩項大獎!這部探討心智障礙主角查理與白老鼠阿爾吉儂在醫療介入後,身體與心理所產生的變化的作品,更屢屢受到影劇圈的青睞,一九六八年先被改編拍成電影「落花流水春去也 」(Charley),讓男主角雷夫.尼爾遜拿下奧斯卡最佳男主角獎的殊榮;而NHK也在二○○三年改編成電視劇「獻花給倉鼠」,法國、波蘭與英國則先後改編成舞台劇。

  在《獻給阿爾吉儂的花束》大獲成功之後,凱斯又陸續推出了《撫觸》、《第5位莎莉》、《24個比利》、《比利戰爭》及回憶錄《阿爾吉儂、查理與我》等作品,其中《第5位莎莉》與《24個比利》均以探討多重人格障礙為主題,也使得凱斯成為讀者心目中最擅長以醫療背景描寫人類心理的作家!《24個比利》呈現了美國第一個犯下重案、卻被無罪釋放的精神病患比利體內所共存的二十四種人格,扎實的研究與出色的情節安排,讓凱斯贏得德國「科德.拉斯維茲獎」的最佳外國小說,並榮獲美國偵探作家協會「愛倫坡獎」提名,美國華納電影公司也改編拍成電影「擁擠的房間」(The Crowded Room)。

  凱斯的作品已賣出三十種以上語文版權,全球銷量超過六百萬本。一九八八年,布魯克林大學頒發榮譽校友獎章給凱斯;二○○○年,美國科幻協會則頒發「榮退作家獎」,以表揚他在科幻小說上的卓越成就。

譯者簡介

陳澄和

  台大歷史系畢業,義大利Siena大學文學院研究。大半生在平面媒體打滾,以國際財經新聞為主業,業餘譯有多種英文、義大利文譯著。
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    感人而深刻,使人探討科學研究的人道價值,及知識與情感的拉扯,我想查理不論身處小孩子智商的單純視角,或是居高臨下的批判眼光,都能給我們更多反省及思考。

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    Certo, che dopo aver letto questo libro, non si è più gli stessi.
    Mi ha devastata !!..la presa di coscienza di Charlie, "il tontolone" che si rende conto che gli amici, che lui credeva gli volessero b ...continue

    Certo, che dopo aver letto questo libro, non si è più gli stessi.
    Mi ha devastata !!..la presa di coscienza di Charlie, "il tontolone" che si rende conto che gli amici, che lui credeva gli volessero bene in realtà si burlavano di lui...
    Grazie alla sua grande forza di volontà, alla sua voglia di sapere e di apprendere, Charlie
    farà da cavia per un esperimento e tramite un operazione riuscirà a migliorare le sue
    condizioni e la sua intelligenza
    Charlie che la farà ma a quale prezzo????
    Lascio a voi scoprirlo....
    Cinque stelline strameritate per un libro diverso da altri, triste, profondo, spiazzante, straziante, che fa riflettere e ti mette in discussione...

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    Excelente novela aunque muy triste, toca la fibra sensible, mas si el lector ha conocido bien a personas retrasadas mentales. La parte de ciencia ficción es muy escasa, es mas una historia humana que ...continue

    Excelente novela aunque muy triste, toca la fibra sensible, mas si el lector ha conocido bien a personas retrasadas mentales. La parte de ciencia ficción es muy escasa, es mas una historia humana que reflexiona con agudeza sobre la inteligencia, esta es la autentica protagonista del libro. Los distintos grados de inteligencia cambian la relación con el resto de nuestros semejantes ¿Cuanto mas inteligente es una persona mas infeliz y solitaria es? Yo diría que sí, a no ser que esa persona sea capaz de dominar esa cosa tan complicada y escurridiza a la que llamamos inteligencia emocional.

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    Che rapporto c'è tra "essere intelligenti" e "stare bene con gli altri"? Keyes affronta un tema complesso in maniera mirabile, sia per la scelta dell'io narrante che permette di sviscerare il problema ...continue

    Che rapporto c'è tra "essere intelligenti" e "stare bene con gli altri"? Keyes affronta un tema complesso in maniera mirabile, sia per la scelta dell'io narrante che permette di sviscerare il problema dall'interno, sia per il modo in cui ne presenta le innumerevoli sfaccettature. Alla fine quel che resta non è la storia di Charlie, ma le domande che la storia ci pone, domande senza risposta, ma su cui è bene riflettere. Non è un libro da prendere alla leggera, anzi è una lettura che richiede concentrazione, ma ne vale la pena.

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    Normal kids grow up too soon, stop needing you… go off on their own… forget who loved them and took care of them. But these children need all you can give-all of their lives.” She laughed again, embar ...continue

    Normal kids grow up too soon, stop needing you… go off on their own… forget who loved them and took care of them. But these children need all you can give-all of their lives.” She laughed again, embarrassed at her seriousness. “It’s hard work here, but worth it.”

    Do normal kids grow up and go off on their own? When?????

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    UN DELICATO E AFFASCINANTE ROMANZO SUI LIMITI DELL’INTELLIGENZA

    CCome ho fatto a non leggere quasi più fantascienza per tanti anni? Negli ultimi mesi ho ripreso queste letture, che tanto mi appassionavano al tempo del liceo, per scoprire che spesso è proprio tra q ...continue

    CCome ho fatto a non leggere quasi più fantascienza per tanti anni? Negli ultimi mesi ho ripreso queste letture, che tanto mi appassionavano al tempo del liceo, per scoprire che spesso è proprio tra questi libri che si nascondono molte delle opere più avvincenti e dense di interrogativi della letteratura mondiale.
    Solo i profani pensano che fantascienza sia sinonimo di storie con astronavi, alieni e robot. Certo, questi sono spesso presenti e caratterizzanti, ma quanti temi importanti e fondamentali sono stati trattati dagli autori di science fiction!
    Persino nell’opera di uno scrittore tra i meno noti come Daniel Keyes (Brooklyn, 9 agosto 1927 – Boca Raton, 15 giugno 2014) si riesce a trovare una perla come “Fiori per Algernon”
    Keyes è stato un autore di fantascienza statunitense, principalmente noto proprio per il suo racconto “Fiori per Algernon”, del 1959, vincitore del Premio Hugo nel 1960, che adattò in un romanzo omonimo nel 1966, aggiudicandosi con esso il Premio Nebula.
    Keyes aveva un Bachelor of Arts in psicologia e un Master's degree in letteratura inglese e americana e questa sua doppia vocazione emerge nel romanzo “Fiori per Algernon”, una delicata e appassionante analisi dell’intelligenza umana, che non è fatta solo della capacità di comprendere, ma anche di memoria e, soprattutto, di emotività.
    L’ipotesi su cui è costruito il romanzo è che un giovane ritardato sia operato al cervello e poi sottoposto a un trattamento per diventare intelligente. Dal ragazzo tonto e bonaccione che era, Charlie Gordon si trasforma in una persona molto più intelligente della media, unendosi persino all’equipe che l’ha curato per sviluppare ulteriormente la loro teoria, scoprendone i limiti.
    Scoprirà a sue spese che non basta diventare intelligenti per affrontare il mondo, perché la sua grande e nuova capacità di comprendere e imparare necessita della memoria e dell’esperienza per potersi “riempire” e trovare il senso delle cose. Grazie a moderne tecniche di apprendimento, Charlie riesce a superare questo ostacolo, ma la vera grande impresa è quella di far crescere emotivamente il bambino che era rimasto, il superare i traumi infantili, lo scoprire se stessi e le proprie origini. Solo così la sua immensa intelligenza potrà trovare un equilibrio, anche se Charlie scoprirà che dall’isolamento del ritardato è ora finito nell’isolamento del genio, perché le persone comuni evitano chi sentono superiore. Il ritardato che pensava di trovare la felicità e l’amicizia nell’intelligenza scoprirà di essersi ingannato, ma non potrà che essere affascinato dalle meraviglie della conoscenza. Il cervello umano, poi, è fragile e ha le sue regole. Una crescita accelerata comporta anche una fine accelerata. Charlie, che nella sua avventura era stato preceduto da alcune cavie animali, vedrà i primi sintomi di regressione nel topolino da laboratorio dalla mente potenziata Algernon, cui si è affezionato, comprendendo che quello del topolino è il suo stesso destino. Quando l’animaletto morirà, lo seppellirà e non cesserà mai di portare fiori sulla sua tomba e di cercare di conservare e coltivare quel poco di intelligenza che gli resta, sforzandosi di leggere, sebbene ormai non capisca più i libri, perché una cosa ricorda ancora: nei libri c’è il segreto della conoscenza.

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    Charlie Gordon has an IQ of 68. He works at a bakery and he goes to nightly classes for special needs adults, but he is discouraged by his inability to understand other people’s conversations and more ...continue

    Charlie Gordon has an IQ of 68. He works at a bakery and he goes to nightly classes for special needs adults, but he is discouraged by his inability to understand other people’s conversations and moreover he can't learn to read and write.
    He doesn't like his condition and he is frustrated.
    For this reason, he accepts to be the first human being to be operated in order to become smart.
    As the doctors says to him, he starts to write his thoughts and after the operation he annotates his progresses.
    He learns fast, but the more intelligent he becomes the more problems he has.
    His intellectual growth is going to outstrip his emotional growth. The important thing is to find out what those people in his memories are saying. It's all about him when he was a boy and he's got to remember what happened.
    He is still angry that all the time people were laughing and making fun of him.
    He hopes that now he is intelligent with much more than twice his I.Q. of 70, maybe people will like him.
    Suddenly people at the bakery notice he is changing. He can feel the hostility. They don't understand what has happened to him, and he can't tell them. People are not proud of him the way he expected—not at all.
    And he is fired from his job. He knows it was foolish of him to hang on to the past, but there was something about the place with its white brick walls browned by oven heat ... It was home to him.
    What did I do to make them hate me so? He asks himself.
    He begins to see that by his astonishing growth he has made them shrink and emphasized their inadequacies. He has betrayed them, and they hate him for it.
    This intelligence has driven a wedge between him and all the people he knows and loves,. Now, he is more alone than ever before.
    He knows there's no reason for him to be ashamed, but it's an empty feeling not going in to work every day—not seeing the shop, the ovens, the people. It's too much.
    Those people—for all those years—were his family. It was like being thrown out of his own home.
    This has become a symbolic repetition of experiences Charlie had as a child. Being rejected by his parents, being sent away.
    That terror at being kicked out of the bakery is vague, a fear he doesn't understand.
    He is a new swimmer forced off a diving raft and terrified of losing the solid wood under his feet.
    He is like an animal who's been locked out of his nice, safe cage.
    They're pushing him too fast. He is confused. He wants to be an adult, but there's still a little boy inside him . Alone and frightened.
    Rapidly the window reflecting his image becomes bright, and as the glass turns into a mirror, he sees little Charlie Gordon—fourteen or fifteen—looking out at him through the window of his house, and it's doubly strange to realize how different he was.
    There was something in him before the operation , a warmth, an openness, a kindness that made everyone like him and like to have him around. Now, with all his intelligence and knowledge, there are differences.
    On the other hand the doctors who have worked on that project at Beekman University have the satisfaction of knowing they have taken one of nature's mistakes and by their new techniques created a superior human being. They think that when Charlie came to them he was outside of society, alone in a great city without friends or relatives to care about him, without the mental equipment to live a normal life. No past, no contact with the present, no hope for the future. It might be said that Charlie Gordon did not really exist before that experiment.
    Charlie, on the contrary, wants to show everyone what a fool they are; he wants to shout at them that he is a human being, a person—with parents and memories and a history—and he was before they ever wheeled him into that operating room!
    Like Algernon, the mice which has been operated like Charlie to become smarter, he finds himself behind the mesh of the cage they had built.
    Solitude gives him a chance to read and think, and now that the memories are coming through again—to rediscover his past, to find out who and what he really is. If anything should go wrong, he'll have at least that.
    He has broken down the conscious barriers that kept the old Charlie Gordon hidden deep in his mind. As he suspects all along, he was not really gone. Nothing in our minds is ever really gone. The operation had covered him over with a veneer of education and culture, but emotionally he was there—watching and waiting.
    In spite of the operation Charlie is still with him, Charlie is watching him.
    He has often reread his early progress reports and seen the illiteracy, the childish naïveté, the mind of low intelligence peering from a dark room, through the keyhole, at the dazzling light outside. In his dreams and memories he has seen Charlie smiling happily and uncertainly at what people around him were saying. Even in his dullness he knew he was inferior. Other people had something he lacked—something denied him. In his mental blindness, he had believed it was somehow connected with the ability to read and write, and he was sure that if he could get those skills I would have intelligence too.
    Even a feeble-minded man wants to be like other men.
    A child may not know how to feed itself, or what to eat, yet it knows hunger.
    He can't help feeling that he is not him. He has usurped his place and locked him out the way they locked him out of the bakery. What he means to say is that Charlie Gordon exists in the past, and the past is real. You can't put up a new building on a site until you destroy the old one, and the old Charlie can't be destroyed. He exists.
    All he wants to do is prove that Charlie existed as a person in the past, so that he could justify his own existence. But he has discovered that not only did Charlie exist in the past, he exists now.
    In him and around him. He's been coming between them all along. He thinks his intelligence created the barrier— his pompous, foolish pride, the feeling they had nothing in common because he had gone beyond the old Charlie.
    The doctors put that idea into his head. But that's not it. It's Charlie, the little boy who's afraid of women because of things his mother did to him.
    All those months while he has been growing up intellectually, he has still had the emotional wiring of the childlike Charlie. And every time he came close to Alice, the woman he loves, or think about making love to her, there was a short circuit.
    Somehow he has become separated emotionally from everyone and everything
    He has learned a lot in the past few months. Not only about Charlie Gordon, but about life and people; he has discovered that nobody really cares about Charlie Gordon, whether he's a moron or a genius. So what difference does it make?"
    He is an individual now, and so was Charlie before he ever walked into that lab.
    Charlie is there, but not struggling with him. Just waiting. He has never tried to take over or tried to prevent him from doing anything he wanted to do. The humble, self-effacing Charlie is just waiting patiently.
    He s has learned that intelligence alone doesn't mean a damned thing. There in their university, intelligence, education, knowledge, have all become great idols. But he knows now there's one thing they've all overlooked: intelligence and education that hasn't been tempered by human affection isn't worth a damn.
    Intelligence is one of the greatest human gifts. But all too often a search for knowledge drives out the search for love. This is something else He has discovered for himself very recently.
    Intelligence without the ability to give and receive affection leads to mental and moral breakdown, to neurosis, and possibly even psychosis.
    When he was retarded he had lots of friends. Now he has no one. He knows lots of people. Lots and lots of people. But he doesn't have any real friends. Not like he used to have in the bakery. Not a friend in the world who means anything to him, and no one I mean anything to.
    That's when he sees Charlie watching him from the mirror behind the washbasin. He doesn't know how he knows it was Charlie and not him. Something about the dull, questioning look in his face. His eyes, wide and frightened, as if at one word from him he would turn and run deep into the dimension of the mirrored world. But he didn't run. He just stared back at him , mouth open, jaw hanging loosely.
    He looks down and he looks at his hands to see what he was looking at. "You want these back, don't you? You want me out of here so you can come back and take over where you left off. I don't blame you. It's your body and your brain—and your life, even though you weren't able to make much use of it. I don't have the right to take it away from you. Nobody does. Who's to say that my light is better than your darkness? Who's to say death is better than your darkness? Who am I to say?...
    He is seeing himself as he really has become: an arrogant, self-centered bastard. Unlike Charlie, he is incapable of making friends or thinking about other people and their problems He is interested in himself, and himself only. For one long moment in that mirror he has seen myself through Charlie's eyes—looked down at himself and see what he has really become. And he is ashamed.
    What has happened to him? Why is he so alone in the world?

    P.S. please if you get a chanse put some flowrs on Algernons grave in the bak yard.

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    Per favore… per piacere…non farmi dimenticare come si legge e si scrive

    Viaggio di andata e ritorno da una felicità stupida e inconsapevole ad una intelligenza consapevole ma infelice.
    Il punto di arrivo è più auspicabile del punto di partenza?
    Forse che Einstein con il s ...continue

    Viaggio di andata e ritorno da una felicità stupida e inconsapevole ad una intelligenza consapevole ma infelice.
    Il punto di arrivo è più auspicabile del punto di partenza?
    Forse che Einstein con il suo quoziente intellettivo pari a 161 era più felice di un riccio che rotola giù per un pendio e faticosamente tenta di risalirlo?
    Una mente elaborata e complessa produce pensieri elaborati e complessi ma finisce per imprigionarvisi dentro, la mente semplice non vede nè il male né l’inganno intorno a sè.
    La felicità è data dall’intelligenza?
    Per amare è necessario essere intelligenti?
    Che cosa rende piena una vita? Un cervello pieno di formule, zeppo di informazioni, la conoscenza, la capacità di prevedere le conseguenze dei propri atti, il successo riflesso nell’approvazione degli altri, l’abilità di concretizzare progetti e sogni, un quoziente intellettivo non inferiore a 100, sotto il quale non si è degni di considerazione?
    Forse che una esistenza basica, semplice come le vite di persone deboli di mente, ipodotate da un punto di vista intellettuale è meno vita della nostra?
    Che cosa rende una creatura un essere umano?
    Charlie se con il senno di poi tu potessi scegliere, che cosa sceglieresti: il Charlie di un tempo o quello nuovo, lo sciocco o il genio?

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    E' una storia narrata in prima persona attraverso un piccolo diario. Gli esperimenti sul topo Algernon moltiplicano il quoziente intellettivo di questo topo. Charlie, uomo sventurato per il suo stato ...continue

    E' una storia narrata in prima persona attraverso un piccolo diario. Gli esperimenti sul topo Algernon moltiplicano il quoziente intellettivo di questo topo. Charlie, uomo sventurato per il suo stato di poca intelligenza, è un addetto alle pulizie che consapevole del suo stato frequenta una scuola. E' proprio lì che apprende dalla sua insegnante che può modificare il suo stato con un'operazione. Accetta di sottoporsi a questo esperimento e come il topo, d'incanto, la sua intelligenza sviluppa incredibilmente. Ma la felicità è breve, perché apprende della regressione intellettiva del topo e della sua morte. Teme per la sua condizione perché voleva essere come le altre persone e scopre così che gli effetti dell'operazione sono temporanei. Regredisce inesorabilmente sino a diventare il Charlie di una volta, frequenta nuovamente la scuola serale ed è nuovamente un inserviente. Bello il libro che sviluppa i temi sul ruolo che hanno cultura e intelligenza con un riferimento iniziale a Platone nella sua Repubblica e il mito della caverna.

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