Gatene er dekket av glatt is, inne sitter Ebba og Karl.
Ebba og Karl har vært gift i snart en mannsalder. De har delt sorger og gleder, de har oppdratt barn sammen, elsket, sveket og bedratt. Sår har oppstått, blåmerker er blitt leget. Nå er de pensjonister, med aldrende kropper; ute er det vinter, og når verden en dag er glasert i tykk og hard is, når kommunen ikke har råd til strø, når en brukken lårhals kan bety begynnelsen på slutten, da holder de seg inne.
Ebba og Karl er et ektepar som fremdeles kan kjenne på spenningene seg imellom, både som erotisk tiltrekning og som en dirrende og iblant foruroligende undertone. I én dag, to dager, flere dager har de bare hverandre. Kaffen tar slutt, og brødet. Innestengtheten, isolasjonen, den ekteskapelige dynamikken … i løpet av noen vinterdager blir fortidens svik, brutalitet og uvisshet igjen levende, og reiser det farlige og umulige spørsmålet: Hva er kjærlighet verdt?
Helene Uri is a Norwegian linguist, novelist, and children's writer. She has published a number of novels, children's books and young adult novels, as well as nonfiction books.
She is a member of the Norwegian Academy for Language and Literature, board member of the Norwegian Language Council, and jury member of the Nordic Council's Literature Prize.
*I'm fully aware that people care about these books, the title is meant to be funny as my audience and probably not many non-norwegians would care about these books!
Det viser sig for mit vedkommende at være et rigtig dårligt tidspunkt at læse denne bog på. Coronaen raser i verden og vi er mange, der savner livet, som det var før krisen.
Sort is er ubehagelig og klaustrofobisk at læse. Og selv om det er glatte veje, der holder et ældre ægtepar lukket inde sammen, leder bogen tankerne hen på den svære isolation for mange under denne krise.
Selvom man som læser umiddelbart får indtryk af et kærligt par, der er kommet igennem de kriser, livet har budt dem, åbenbares langsomt et kompliceret og meget vanskeligt og opslidende forhold.
Bogen bliver undervejs mere og mere ubehagelig at læse.
Jeg giver alligevel 3 stjerner, for bogen havde en stærk virkning på mig og satte mange tanker igang.
Heldigvis har jeg selv en mand, hvis selskab jeg virkelig kan nyde trods isolationen. Men hvor mange har det mon svært med isolation med deres nærmeste som de to mennesker i bogen? Tankevækkende.
Velskrevet, klaustrofobisk og en lille smule ubehagelig. Jeg ved ikke, om det var det rigtige tidspunkt at læse den - men jeg er glad for, jeg gjorde det.
Eddersparkemig en ubehagelig roman om gammel “kærlighed” som nogen siger ikke ruster! Sludder - i Sort is er den så rusten, at selv en omgang Dinitrol ikke kan redde den.
Welcome to Norwegian winter. The streets are covered in ice, and the old married couple Ebba and Karl, are forced to live of what the have left in there freezer and fridge. It's starts of okay enouh, but as the days go on, the psychological strains of being locked up together starts to show.
The book is well written, and if you are willing to accept the premise of the book, you will have a good read. I will say that I god really really mad at one of the characters at the end of the book, so mad in fact that my GF asked me why I looked so angry.
I think this novel paints a really good portrait of an older couple's psychological struggle when they're stuck inside their apartment for a week. And the flashbacks to their history together as married tells a story of love and pain as is normal when two people spend their lives together. Some of the obstacles they encounter in this week is a bit over the top (garbage doesn't smell after two days, food doesn't expire as quickly as this), but other than that it's well done.
For some reason, novels about old people have always fascinated me.. . The concept of being old in itself fascinates me, to a point where I wonder if there are other 23-year olds out there that think about it as much as me...
Uri delivers on that point, on letting me imagine and explore some fractions of being old. Thinking about the past, perhaps gloryfying it - perhaps realising without wanting to, that it wasn't really as bright and good as you choose to remember it now. Seeing your husban and still believing his hair color is still there, even though a little part of you know that it has turned white.
The courses of action in the book is good. It has a rythm and a build-up and everytime a plot involves a "survival" of sorts - be it the apocalypse, a desserted Island or just a normal appartment in Norway surrounded by icy roads - I'm always intrigued.
A thing with this book that scores some points from me, is that I had to spend the entire book, until the very last page, to figure out wether I liked the main character, Ebba, or not. I don't know if you're "supposed" to sympathize with her, or if you're supposed to see her as a villain, but I think Uri has written the book in a way that makes it entirely possible to see both. And that was really interesting.
I'm also really confused about my feelings for Karl, the husband. I spent a huge part of the book to figure out wether I liked him or not, too. I think I'm going to have to think about them both for a while, figure them out a little more. And that gives Uri yet another point from me, because I will not be done with this book even though I finished reading it.
I starten synes jeg boka var bare trist, to litt ubehjelpelige gamle mennesker, gift fremdeles tross alt, tvunget til å være inne i leiligheten med hverandre i et hat-elsk forhold. Etter hver ser man konturene av hvilke kamper de har kjempet. Det mest interessante er hvordan de hele tiden spiller et slags spill med hverandre, der overtaket overfor den andre bytter på. Etter halv-lest bok, kan jeg nesten ikke legge den fra meg for å få med meg hvordan det hele ender ....
I’ve never read a Uri book I didn’t like, but just as with her other books I can’t say I loved it. I don’t particularly like the audiobook narrator though, and might have liked this one more in print. The narrator is too correct and clearly enunciated and dialect free to add anything to the story.