The Prodigy (Penguin Modern Classics) [Import] [Paperback]

Hermann Hesse (Author)

Product Details

• Paperback: 160 pages
• Publisher: Penguin Books Ltd; New Ed edition (January 31, 1974)
• Language: English
• ISBN-10: 0140037551
• ISBN-13: 978-0140037555
• Product Dimensions: 7.1 x 4.2 x 0.5 inches
• Shipping Weight: 0.8 ounces
• Average Customer Review: 3.0 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (2 customer reviews)

More About the Author

Hermann Hesse (1877-1962) was born in Germany and later became a citizen of Switzerland. As a Western man profoundly affected by the mysticism of Eastern thought, he wrote many novels, stories, and essays that bear a vital spiritual force that has captured the imagination and loyalty of many generations of readers. In 1946, he won the Nobel Prize for Literature for The Glass Bead Game.

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2 of 2 people found the following review helpful:

4.0 out of 5 stars the prodigy, May 13, 2003

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victor - See all my reviews

This review is from: Prodigy (Peter Owen Modern Classic) (Paperback)

this book felt like an analysis of my life. any child who was thrown into a level of the education system that could be considered above there 'class' will surely be able to relate to this story (try being a working class kid in an elitist private school!). a nice balance of captivation and realism.

2 of 3 people found the following review helpful:

2.0 out of 5 stars Detached narrative, no humour, low action, little insight, September 21, 2003

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Trevor Kettlewell "trevsbookreviews" (Nowra, NSW Australia) - See all my reviews
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This review is from: Prodigy (Peter Owen Modern Classic) (Paperback)

I can't handle all this detached, measured narrative without some insight to make it worthwhile. There is very little dialogue, no humour, hardly any action - just reams of detached description of an academically gifted child's seemingly unfortunate ambition (somewhat fuelled by misguided adults) driving him away from the joys of nature, work and friendship. Apart from, perhaps, the evangelical shoemaker there's no-one here to really enjoy being with, particularly as the condescendingly mature narrator always keeps us removed from them.

The kid never really gains my great sympathy, although the story is clearly meant to be tragic. The ending bluntly nails this home with much the same shortcut predictability of a `and then I woke up' finish.