Aravind Adiga's extraordinary and brilliant first novel takes the form of a series of letters to Wen Jiabao, the Chinese premier, from Balram Halwai, the Bangalore businessman who is the self-styled “White Tiger” of the title. Bangalore is the Silicon Valley of the subcontinent, and on the eve of a state visit by Jiabao, our entrepreneur Halwai wishes to impart something of the new India to the Chinese premier - “out of respect for the love of liberty shown by the Chinese people, and also in the belief that the future of the world lies with the yellow man and the brown man now that our erstwhile master, the white-skinned man, has wasted himself through buggery, mobile phone usage and drug abuse”.
Halwai's lesson about the new India is drawn from the rags-to-riches story of his own life. For Halwai, the son of a rural rickshaw-puller, is from the “Darkness”: “Please understand, Your Excellency, that India is two countries in one: an India of Light, and an India of Darkness. The ocean brings light to my country. Every place on the map of India near the ocean is well-off. But the river brings darkness to India - the black river.”
The black river is the Ganges, beloved of the sari-and-spices tourist image of India. (“No! - Mr Jiabao, I urge you not to dip in the Ganga, unless you want your mouth full of faeces, straw, soggy parts of human bodies, buffalo carrion, and seven different kinds of industrial acids.”)
At first, this novel seems like a straightforward pulled-up-by-your-bootstraps tale, albeit given a dazzling twist by the narrator's sharp and satirical eye for the realities of life for India's poor. (“In the old days there were 1,000 castes...in India. These days, there are just two castes: Men with Big Bellies, and Men with Small Bellies.”) But as the narrative draws the reader further in, and darkens, it becomes clear that Adiga is playing a bigger game. For The White Tiger stands at the opposite end of the spectrum of representations of poverty from those images of doe-eyed children that dominate our electronic media - that sentimentalise poverty and even suggest that there may be something ennobling in it. Halwai's lesson in The White Tiger is that poverty creates monsters, and he himself is just such a monster.
阿拉文德·阿迪加一九七四年出生于印度海港城市马德拉斯,后移居澳大利亚。毕业后曾任《时代周刊》驻印度通讯记者,并为《金融时报》、《独立报》、《星期日泰晤士报》等英国媒体撰稿。现居孟买。《白老虎》是其处女作。
13年游走印度的时候我一直有不解,跟中国相比那些不收门票的寺庙总是香火极旺当地信徒虔诚敬拜人数极多,可“以XXX神的名义向你保证”却也是商贩们讨价还价的常用语调。比如在瓦拉纳西看宗教仪式,跑过来当导游的小伙子会首先警告你尊重仪式不能拍照,而后会带你到旁边选取一个...
评分真正读懂这本书不容易,往往要深入下去才能明白作者夸张而荒诞的写法背后的东西。作为小说,这本书固然有其情节方面的绝妙构思,但是,本书最重要的价值还在于其对印度社会矛盾的剖析。也许只喜欢读故事,追情节,读畅销书的人可能要失望了。 从某种意义上来说,阿迪加有点像印...
评分真好啊,1974年出生的人,就已经能写出这么好的小说。 印度真是不可小觑。 有意思的是小说竟然是一个黑手起家的企业家写给中国总理的七封长信。 不难看出,年轻的作者甚至认为过去的那种种姓阶级制度都比现在这样“吃人与被吃”的社会状态要幸福美满得多。就像,呵呵,其实...
评分从没想要在豆瓣上评点什么。看了白老虎,实在是忍不住了。随便写点。 标题其实已经把我的意思表达完毕了。这段直接就算是我给阿迪加的几句吧。阿迪加啊,你这家伙年纪不大,大概不介意我称呼一声老兄吧。那么老兄,我实在是很敬佩你啊,你这玩意,给中国的触动应该不下于印度...
Just after turning the first few pages, i am absorbed and can't stopped reading it and saying it a great fun.
评分an alternative of "slumdog millionaire"
评分比起中国,印度的可研究内容太多太多了。比如民主制度下又有rootster coop的约束。北印度和南印度对咖啡的看法 ps之前的les cp房东女儿要去印度玩的时候她就推荐这一本
评分Ashok這角色的設定有點曖昧
评分敘述流暢,能讓人一口氣看下來。但對現實的強烈批判削弱了作品本身的價值,且基本是從受西方教育的精英的角度來批判。
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