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The Collector ❰Reading❯ ➶ The Collector Author John Fowles – Koleksiyoncu İngiliz edebiyatının önde gelen yazarlarından John Fowles´un birçok yayınevinden geri çevrilme talihsizliğini yaşayan; ama yayımlandığında kendisine bugünkü ününü geti Koleksiyoncu İngiliz edebiyatının önde gelen yazarlarından John Fowles´un birçok yayınevinden geri çevrilme talihsizliğini yaşayan; ama yayımlandığında kendisine bugünkü ününü getiren ilk romanı Fransız Teğmenin Kadını Yaratık Mantissa ve Büyücü gibi başyapıtların habercisiKoleksiyoncu bir kelebek koleksiyoncusuyla aşık olarak kaçırıp zindana kapattığı bir resim öğrencisi arasındaki mecburi ilişkinin romanıdır görünürde Ama Fowles´un olağanüstü üslubu ve ustalığıyla bu ilişki başka birçok ilişkiye de gönderme yapmakta ahlaki kaygılarla baskı altına aldığımız yabanıl doğallığımız içinde aslında neyi nereye kadar haklı ve geçerli bulabileceğimiz gerçekliğiyle bizi yüzleştirmektedirFarklı yolculuklara açık bir kurgusu olan bu roman sadece kendimize göre haklı olan bir tutku adına yapabileceklerimizin ikna edici ve masum bir anlatısı olarak okunabileceği gibi içimizdeki iktidar ve teslim olma isteğinin hangi şartlarda ortaya çıkabileceğinin anlatısı olarak da okunabilir Ya da iki ayrı sosyal tabakanın birbirine yakınlaşma çabalarının aslında alt sınıfın üst sınıfa yaranma üst sınıfın ise öğretmenlik kisvesine bürünerek yığınları mümkün olduğunda kendisinden uzak tutma kaygısından başka bir şey olmadığının çarpıcı bir anlatısı olarak da yorumlanabilirSadece bir psikolojik gerilim romanı olarak okunduğunda bile inanılmaz tatlar alacağınız Koleksiyoncu bunun ötesine geçmekten ve kendi karanlıklarıyla yüzleşmekten korkmayanlara Ya da Fowles´un dediği gibi Her insan kendisi için bir giz olmalıdır sözüne inananlar içinBu bir işkence öyküsü değil; Heyecan verici aşkın en güzel kanıtının ötekine ve onun arzusuna saygı göstermek olduğunu kim söyleyebilir Jean Baudrillard Baştan Çıkarma ÜzerineDehşet verici güzellikte bir ilk roman; son derece kendinden emin ve sıkı Acımasız marazi ve kesinlikle ikna edici Richard Lister London Standard.

10 thoughts on “The Collector

  1. Brenna Brenna says:

    Rather than go into the plot details I'd rather touch on the larger metaphors of the book in this review Although the basic plot is chilling enough on its own A man kidnaps a beautiful and intelligent young girl the parts that truly disturbed me had to do with what I believe Fowles was saying about modern culture and the rise of the middle class Though this book is decidedly British in many ways I think the issues he raises are applicable to any society where a large middle class is created in a relatively short amount of time For me this book is asking whether financial stability really leads to morality and fulfilling lives as in Major Barbara or if perhaps we actually lose our souls once our bellies are fedAs some have mentioned in other reviews Miranda is the stereotypical posh young artist Born rich it's easy for her to dismiss the complaints of the lower classes while at the same time hurling scorn at the society that produced her I've met many people like Miranda especially during my Masters at Columbia School of the Arts where trust fund babies were the norm I went to school with a Pulitzer heiress for goodness sake and usually found them boring and shallow uick to namedrop an artist or recite tired rhetoric But as her story progressed I began to like her and ; Miranda is extremely self aware and I sensed that given time she would grow out of her naivety and become a truly amazing woman She is only 20 after all barely an adult and for all her idealistic pretension she is trying to evolve and grow something that's can't be said for many of my Columbia peers That's where the butterfly metaphor becomes even apt; it's not just that she's a butterfly that Frederick has collected it's what a butterfly represents metamorphoses It's almost as if Frederick has trapped her right when she was about to break out of her cocoon halting her true beauty right before she was about to spread her wings Which brings me to Frederick as a stand in for middle class mediocrity Reading this book I was often reminded of the idea that the opposite of love is not hate but indifference Frederick is indifferent to everything art war sex etc The only thing he seems to respond to is a fleeting type of beauty and all he wants to do with that beauty is possess it Not love it not understand it just possess it His need to possess is similar to the middle classes need to buy buy buy with no thought as to why it’s important to own the largest house drive the nicest car or watch the most expensive television As we’ve seen with the rise of divorce prescription drugs therapy suicides and the general malaise of the populace during the latter half of the 20th century these things rarely produce happiness if anything they produce anxiety as credit debt rises while wages fall What Fowles seems to be asking is “what are we doing with all this money and success are we living stable fulfilling lives or are we turning into something just as bad or worse than the elite we despise?” Frederick’s winning the lottery should have been an opportunity for him to live the life he wanted free of economic worries not a chance to commit evil Similarly the rise of the middle class in America and the UK should have been a renaissance of ideas once our bellies were fed In many ways it was the civil rights and feminist movements come to mind but in others like the rise of reality television celebrity culture and punditry news our success has just made us comfortable and indifferent to human suffering We go on collecting pop music techno gadgets houses cars spouses designer clothes with no uestion or investigation as to why With the internet we have the opportunity to learn about anything and everything for the first time in history the entire history of the world is available at our fingertips Why then does misinformation and stupidity seem to be on the rise rather then the reverse? Why then are we becoming less literate rather than ? Why when given the world we’re choosing the slum instead? I agree with Miranda when she says art collectors are the worst offenders The idea that art is merely an investment just like the idea that a house is merely an investment rather than a home you share your life in is abhorrent to me I could never stand to look at an ugly painting in my home just because it was worth money nor could I ever live with myself if I hoarded Picassos or Bacons or Kirchners purely for my own benefit Because the true lover of beauty and not all beauty is beautiful as Bacon proves wants to share that beauty with the world They want everyone to see hear taste feel and enjoy that beauty so that others lives may be enriched as well They want everyone to feel as passionately as they do about what they love but importantly they just want others to feel the example of the American soldier in the book comes to mind Anyone regardless of class money status etc is capable of living passionately and truthfully Frederick is a perfect example of someone who chooses not to or worse just doesn’t really care either way

  2. Always Pouting Always Pouting says:

    Fredrick is a clerk and butterfly collector who wins some money that lets him retire Fredrick is lonely and has trouble getting along with others the only people he really has are his aunt and cousin He watches an art student named Miranda who starts to become his obsession When he suddenly has a lot of free time and money on his hands his daydreams about Miranda turn dark and he plans to kidnap her and hold her hostage in the cellar of an old cottage he buys until she gets to know him and falls in love with himI really enjoyed the book personally I liked the writing style and even though its about something macabre Fowles doesn't make it exploitative or gore y to shock the reader A lot of the focus is on the characters change and development as well as their thought process through out I think it's really well done both the Fredrick and Miranda parts are distinct and feel like two separate people Everything unfolding the way it does felt so real too the way Fredrick distances himself from what he's doing and tries to justify it insisting he doesn't mean to do it until he does it even though everything is being meticulously planned Also Miranda's conflicted feelings over Fredrick and her slow breakdown from living confined and alone I originally read this book because I was listening to last podcast on the left which I recommend to anyone who likes cults or serial killers but isn't sensitive to jokes that may be considered offensive and they mention Leonard Lake being obsessed with the book I checked and there are multiple murders associated with the book and so I just wanted to see what about this book was causing all these people to feel like yes killing is great Anyways the only thing I can come up with is that since the book was published in the 1960s there wasn't as much about sadistic killers or people doing crimes like these out there so it appealed to them and Fowles does such a good job capturing a certain kind of personality in Fredrick that people really identified with it It also gave them a good model of how to escalate to the point of doing things like kidnapping and murdering because really in the book Fredrick just starts off by dreaming about it and it goes from there That's all I've got because view spoiler Fredrick never really hurts Miranda or forces her to do anything especially at first he kind of just likes having her hide spoiler

  3. Petra-masx Petra-masx says:

    I read this when I was very young Young enough that anything with a sexual connotation was interesting to me Even really perverse deviations like this A collector of butterflies 'collects' a girl and holds her prisoner His deviation is far deeper than merely sex But of course sex is implied all the timeThere are two sorts of kept women those gold diggers who actively sought it and those trophy wives who had never planned for it and had been actively courted This is a trophy wife by force not a sex slave but a 'wife'It's a very original story writing at it's finest And it's creepy very very creepyThanks to Loederkoningin for inspiring me to write this reviewThere are a lot of excellent reviews on GR about this book but in my opinion they all give far too much away The book is like an onion The outside skin then the world within layer upon layer And at it's resolution uite unexpectedly there is a tiny green shoot Every detail you know about the story or the characters will take away a layer for you 5 star read a gold five star

  4. Paul Bryant Paul Bryant says:

    This is one of those boy meets girl chloroforms her throws her in the back of the van and stuffs her in his basement type stories I knew that already and so I was really not expecting to be coshed on the head and chucked down in the basement as well and tied hands and feet and gagged so that all I could hear was the uiet reasonable voice of working class loner Fred Clegg aged 22 explaining how he’d fallen in love from afar with the unattainable art student Miranda Grey since he was much too shy to go up speak to her the only way he could figure out how to meet her and get her to really see the kind of person he was a good person with proper values not the upper class idiots she was hanging around with was to chloroform her and stuff her in his basement Normally a lowly clerk could not do any such thing but Fred had a stroke of luck he won the modern euivalent of £16 million on the football pools 1960s version of the National Lottery so he could ditch his family buy an isolated cottage with a lovely big cellarFred explains for 122 pages how attentive to her every whim he was how this was the gentlest form of kidnapping ever and aside from the initial drugging throwing in the van and the alas necessary gagging and binding from time to time otherwise she’d escape probably as she had not yet come to see what a good person with proper values he was all she had to do was express a casual desire for Mozart uartets caviar and Beaujolais and he would roar off in the van and get it Fred is the sweetest psycho ever The kindest and most attentive He doesn’t even want to perform any kind of carnal irregularities with Miranda – he thinks that sex before marriage is wrong No slurping and grunting at allAnyway after 122 pages of this fascinating and truly awful yet completely believable reasonable you would have done the same mad droning suddenly there’s a jump cut we get 150 pages of Miranda retelling the whole story in her secret diary This is nearly the hardest part of the novel to read because Miranda turns out to be a ghastly art snob with a fixation on an old enough to be her father boho painter shagster so one is torn between being horrified at her bleak situation which increasingly looks as if it will not end well I mean really when a relationship starts with chloroform and basements it is has probably got off on the wrong foot and being horrified at the seething embarrassments of class and sex and posturing pomposity and pettiness revealed in these seemingly neverending jottings This is a brilliant stroke by John Fowles and really messes with your mind As does the whole book After that things just go badly

  5. Dana Ilie Dana Ilie says:

    This novel was unlike anything I’ve read before and the character of Frederick will certainly leave a lasting memory I don’t think there’s been a character that’s made my skin crawl or forced me to talk back shout at a book on so many an occasion – well done FowlesI definitely think Book Readers should have this book on their shelf

  6. smetchie smetchie says:

    Impotent sociopath kidnaps beautiful art student Told partly from the sociopath's perspective That's my jam I should have loved this bookBut something left me cold I suppose it may have been all the bitching and complaining the beautiful art student did in her stupid diary What a helpless twit Not to imply that I'd be brave and cunning or anythingif someone kidnapped me In fact I'm pretty sure I'd be a helpless twit as well But I'll be goddamned if I'd expect anyone to enjoy reading the daily chronicles of what a helpless twit I'd beenThe ending really made me smile though The creepy ending made it all worthwhile Crazy fucker

  7. Fabian Fabian says:

    This novel is over fifty years old and it holds up very well It is the rudimentary skeleton that is upheld fleshed by current events given a brain by contemporary writers ad nauseum by CSI Law and Order Law and Order SVU Medium Criminal Minds et al Though its semi predictable the end is nonetheless terribly terrific That there are two strands of narrative is sometimes a revelation sometimes an encumbrance like living through a terrible ordeal not once but twice Both psychological documents are wondrous to behold; The Collector is a story we've seen usurped once and again in multiple films TV novels

  8. Glenn Sumi Glenn Sumi says:

    It's been hard for me to focus lately – gee I wonder why?Over the past month I've begun several books lost interest shelved them I once imagined that if I had hours and hours to read I'd finally get around to War and Peace or Remembrance of Things Past Instead I find myself studying grim news items and statistics scrolling through memes on social media staring blankly out my window onto empty streets and watching old black and white movies or TV shows I've missed over the past decade All while trying to work from home while I still have a job Then I came across this bookI knew vaguely what it was about having long ago seen the acclaimed 1965 movie adaptation starring Terence Stamp and Samantha Eggar About 50 pages in I realized it was the perfect book to read in semi uarantine Ferdinand aka Frederick Clegg is a nondescript 20 something clerk in London who collects butterflies and has one other obsession Miranda a young attractive art student he's seen and stalked When he wins the pools the UK euivalent of the lottery he decides to abduct Miranda and keep her in the house he's bought in the country complete with highly secure cellar which he's outfitted for the newest item in his collectionThat's essentially the story Miranda tries to escape of course and Ferdinand tries to stop her She reuests items from town including some things that could perhaps hint that she's that missing girl from the art college Above all she tries to find out what Ferdinand wants from her What's so fascinating about John Fowles's first novel is that it has the outline of a thriller but it's really so much While the first part of the book is told from Ferdinand's POV – Fowles is very good at getting inside the twisted mind of what we might call an incel today – the second switches to Miranda's POV and it's here that the book gets really interesting Miranda keeps a secret diary and through her accounts of her time in the cellar we see different takes on scenes we've already witnessed Plus she's got obsessions of her own including a much older semi famous artist While it's easy to have sympathy for her in the first part – she's clearly a victim – things get complicated when we read her thoughts about class education physical beauty and art in the second What makes this such an effective uarantine novel is how isolated and trapped Miranda feels removed from her friends her family her home She longs to breathe fresh air look up into the sky She misses even the simplest most banal activities Through her diary you can also see how her entrapment has changed her feelings about life art and freedom There are lots of literary references – to The Tempest of course with Miranda referring to Clegg as her Caliban – and Emma but also to contemporary books about other anti social characters like The Catcher in the Rye and Saturday Night and Sunday Morning The discussions about art are thoughtful and engaging This novel must have made a huge splash when it appeared in the 1960s decades before such fiction became a subgenre It's very different from the other Fowles book I've read the delightfully postmodern The French Lieutenant's WomanBased on this I'm definitely going to seek out – and perhaps um collect – some of his other novels

  9. Bonnie Bonnie says:

    ’I am one in a row of specimens It’s when I try to flutter out of line that he hates me I’m meant to be dead pinned always the same always beautiful He knows that part of my beauty is being alive but it’s the dead me he wants He wants me living but dead’The Collector is the story of Frederick Clegg an extremely odd and lonely man who also collects butterflies He’s obsessed with a middle class art student named Miranda Grey and as he continues admiring her from a distance a plan slowly starts developing in his mind that he would like to have her; like one of his butterflies He makes preparations by buying a house out in the country purchasing assorted objects and things he knows she will need convinced that if he can only capture her and keep her that she will slowly grow to love himThe first part of the novel was told from Frederick's point of view and it was rather alarming at his thought process In his mind there is nothing morally wrong with what he intends to do and what he actually ends up doing He recognizes that Miranda is a human being as he takes care of her and provides her everything a human would possibly need but she’s inevitably nothing than an object or a collectible item to him He doesn’t mean to harm her at first; however it’s evident that as time progresses he enjoys having power over her and almost finds humor in her attempts to escape The second part of the novel was told from Miranda’s point of view through diary entries that she hides underneath her mattress She writes about GP often a man she met and who ended up having a huge impact on her thoughts and ideals To Miranda GP was everything she wanted to be and his opinions and thoughts became a set of ‘rules’ for her At first I had a hard time determining the relevancy of these recollections but it essentially just became another disturbing piece of the story to see how influential GP and his ‘rules’ really were to Miranda ’He’s made me believe them; it’s the thought of him that makes me feel guilty when I break the rules’It was almost expected however still just as shocking when it becomes glaringly obvious that Miranda slowly begins to take pity on her captor She starts feeling bad for the harsh things she says to him and she also unconsciously prevents herself from doing him excessive harm during an escape attempt as she feels that if she does she’s descending to his levelIt was as if she had simply accepted her situation and that was the most heartbreaking part ’And yes he had dignity than I did then and I felt small mean Always sneering at him jabbing him hating him and showing it It was funny we sat in silence facing each other and I had a feeling I’ve had once or twice before of the most peculiar closeness to him—not love or attraction or sympathy in any way But linked destiny Like being shipwrecked on an island—a raft—together In every way not wanting to be together But together’The third and fourth parts of the novel were the most disturbing parts of the entire book Suffice it to say it gave me goosebumps It was not the ending I had anticipated but I still felt that the author was successful in creating the everlasting effect I believe he intended Obviously you understand the severity of Ferdinand’s actions; however not until the end do you fully understand just how abnormal he really is This was certainly not a happy book but one that I’m glad to have read and one that I will likely not forget

  10. Char Char says:

    35 stars Thought by some to be the first psychological thriller this book left me slightly wanting The Collector is broken into three parts The first part is from Clegg's point of view Clegg is a man obsessed with a young woman and decides to collect her much as he collects butterflies The second part is from the woman's point of view once she's been collected This was the part that I found unsatisfying There were some observations in this section about class money and society which probably were pertinent in the 60's which is when this book was written than they are now I found this portion slowed down the pacing considerably The third part goes back to Clegg's point of viewClegg is where this book lives The peeks inside his mind while presented as normal thoughts on his part are truly chilling to us readers who are sane I shivered to read some of the things he was thinking These psychological tics and the detached way in which they were presented were what made this book great You can see how I'm torn here between being unsatisfied while at the same time finding some portions of The Collector to be outstandingTo today's jaded horror readers? This might not be the book for you But to fans of stories like Silence of the Lambs or even Red Dragon I think this book will appeal even though some of the themes are a bit outdated It's to them that I recommend The Collector

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