The ​Restaurant at the End of the Universe (The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy trilogy 2.) 28 csillagozás

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When all questions of space, time, matter and the nature of being have been resolved, only one question remains – 'Where shall we have dinner?' The Restaurant at the End of the Universe provides the ultimate gastronomic experience, and for once there is no morning after to worry about.

Eredeti megjelenés éve: 1980

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5 további kiadás


Enciklopédia 3

Szereplők népszerűség szerint

Arthur Dent · Zaphod Beeblebrox


Kedvencelte 1

Most olvassa 1

Várólistára tette 8

Kívánságlistára tette 1


Kiemelt értékelések

Banditaa P>!
Douglas Adams: The Restaurant at the End of the Universe

Ez most inkább csak lefárasztott, de nem tetszett annyira, mint az első kötet. Főleg, hogy tisztességes befejezése sincs, csak abba van hagyva a könyv, nem befejezve. Remélem ez nem valami tendencia, és azt is, hogy a következő kötet jobban fog tetszeni.

Mareszkaresz>!
Douglas Adams: The Restaurant at the End of the Universe

Basszus ennek milyen rossz a fordítása… Rengeteg helyen nem jönnek ki a poénok. Pl. ebből:

"I telepoted home one night
With Ron and Sid and Meg.
Ron stole Meggie's heart away
And I got Sidney's leg."

ez lett:

"Teleportáltunk az egyik éjjel,
Én, meg Tony, meg Mary, szegény,
Mary a mellét Tonynak adta,
S püspökfalatját kaptam meg én."
Félrefordítást nem nagyon észleltem, de sok helyen a magyarban is kijött volna a poén, nem szóviccről lévén szó.

virezma >!
Douglas Adams: The Restaurant at the End of the Universe

Ebben a könyvben tényleg minden benne van. Az időutazás és az igeidők kapcsolatától a teakészítés rejtelmein át a csak mérföldekről élvezhető rockkoncertig. Nem is beszélve az univerzumot irányító filozofikus öregemberről. És persze ehhez ott van Marvin, a paranoid android, Zaphod, a nárcisztikus skizofrén, Ford, a partiarc, Arthur, az örök szkeptikus, és Trillian – aki sajnos itt nem sokat szerepel.
Szinte minden oldalon találtam valami aranyköpést, amit feljegyezzek. Mert ez annyira őrült!

PuPilla>!
Douglas Adams: The Restaurant at the End of the Universe

Nagyon tetszett, akár az első rész, csak sajnos itt félbe maradt az olvasás, és újra elő kellene venni az első és második részt is, hogy folytatni tudjam.
Egyedülálló humor, egyedülálló szórakozást nyújt. :)

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Douglas Adams: The Restaurant at the End of the Universe

Ezzel a résszel valahogy kicsit nehezebben haladtam, mint az elsővel. Az abszurditás itt is átlengi az egész könyv hangulatát, de voltak részek, amiknek mintha nem igen lett volna keresnivalója benne, vagy nem is tudom, hogy fogalmazzam meg. Helyenként úgy ellaposodott. De ettől még így is sokat nevettem és szerintem ettől még jó könyv, valószínűleg a harmadik részre is átreppenek hamarost.


Népszerű idézetek

dontpanic P>!

How do you know you're having fun if there's no one watching you have it?

102. oldal

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[Ford] 'Your God person puts an apple tree in the middle of a garden and says, „do what you like guys, oh, but don't eat that apple.” Surprise, surprise, they eat it and he leaps out from behind a bush shoutin „Gotcha”. It wouldn't have made any difference if they hadn't eaten it.'
[Arthur] 'Why not?'
[Ford] 'Because if you're dealing with somebody who has the sort of mentality which likes leaving hats on the pavement with bricks under them you know perfectly well they won't give up. They'll get you in the end.'

173. oldal

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Ford's technique seemed to consist mainly of standing still for a while and smiling.
After a while an animal – a deer perhaps – would appear from out of the trees and watch him cautiously. Ford would continue to smile at it, his eyes would soften and shine, and he would seem to radiate a deep and universal love, a love which reached out to embrace all of creation. A wonderful quietness would descend on the surrounding countryside, peaceful and serene, emanating from this transfigured man. Slowly the deer would approach, step by step, until it was almost nuzzling him, whereupon Ford Prefect would reach out to it an break its neck.

175-176. oldal

3 hozzászólás
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Arthur turned to Ford – he hadn’t quite got [The Restaurant at the End of the Universe] worked out in his mind.
“Look, surely,” he said, “if the Universe is about to end … don’t we go with it?”
Ford gave him a three-Pan-Galactic-Gargle-Blaster look, in other words a rather unsteady one.
“No,” he said, “look,” he said, “as soon as you come into this dive you get held in this sort of amazing force-shielded temporal warp thing. I think.”
“Oh,” said Arthur. He turned his attention back to a bowl of soup he’d managed to get from the waiter to replace his steak.
“Look,” said Ford, “I’ll show you.”
He grabbed at a napkin of f the table and fumbled hopelessly with it.
“Look,” he said again, “imagine this napkin, right, as the temporal Universe, right? And this spoon as a transductional mode in the matter curve …”
It took him a while to say this last part, and Arthur hated to interrupt him.
“That’s the spoon I was eating with,” he said.
“Alright,” said Ford, “imagine this spoon …” he found a small wooden spoon
on a tray of relishes, “this spoon …” but found it rather tricky to pick up, “no, better still this fork …”
“Hey would you let go of my fork?” snapped Zaphod.
“Alright,” said Ford, “alright, alright. Why don’t we say … why don’t we say
that this wine glass is the temporal Universe …”
“What, the one you’ve just knocked on the floor?”
“Did I do that?”
“Yes.”
“Alright,” said Ford, “forget that. I mean … I mean, look, do you know – do
you know how the Universe actually began for a kick off?”
“Probably not,” said Arthur, who wished he’d never embarked on any of this.
“Alright,” said Ford, “imagine this. Right. You get this bath. Right. A large round bath. And it’s made of ebony.”
“Where from?” said Arthur, “Harrods was destroyed by the Vogons.”
“Doesn’t matter.”
“So you keep saying.”
“Listen.”
“Alright.”
“You get this bath, see? Imagine you’ve got this bath. And it’s ebony. And it’s conical.”
“Conical?” said Arthur, “What sort of …”
“Shhh!” said Ford. “It’s conical. So what you do is, you see, you fill it with fine white sand, alright? Or sugar. Fine white sand, and/or sugar. Anything. Doesn’t matter. Sugar’s fine. And when it’s full, you pull the plug out … are you listening?”
“I’m listening.”
“You pull the plug out, and it all just twirls away, twirls away you see, out of the plughole.”
“I see.”
“You don’t see. You don’t see at all. I haven’t got to the clever bit yet. You want to hear the clever bit?”
“Tell me the clever bit.”
“I’ll tell you the clever bit.”
Ford thought for a moment, trying to remember what the clever bit was.
“The clever bit,” he said, “is this. You film it happening.”
“Clever.”
“That’s not the clever bit. This is the clever bit, I remember now that this is the clever bit. he clever bit is that you then thread the film in the projector… backwards!”
“Backwards?”
“Yes. Threading it backwards is definitely the clever bit. So then, you just sit and watch it, and everything just appears to spiral upwards out of the plughole and fill the bath. See?”
“And that’s how the Universe began is it?” said Arthur.
“No,” said Ford, “but it’s a marvellous way to relax.”

99-102. oldal

2 hozzászólás
Mareszkaresz>!

'If I ever meet myself' said Zaphod, 'I will hit myself so hard I won't know what's hit me.'

45. oldal, 8. fejezet

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Zaphod Beeblebrox
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A large dairy animal approached Zaphod Beeblebrox’s table, a large fat meaty quadruped of the bovine type with large watery eyes, small horns and what might almost have been an ingratiating smile on its lips.
“Good evening,” it lowed and sat back heavily on its haunches, “I am the main Dish of the Day. May I interest you in parts of my body?” It harrumphed and gurgled a bit, wriggled its hind quarters into a more comfortable position and gazed peacefully at them.
Its gaze was met by looks of startled bewilderment from Arthur and Trillian, a
resigned shrug from Ford Prefect and naked hunger from Zaphod Beeblebrox.
“Something of f the shoulder perhaps?” suggested the animal, “Braised in a
white wine sauce?”
“Er, your shoulder?” said Arthur in a horrified whisper.
“But naturally my shoulder, sir,” mooed the animal contentedly, “nobody else’s is mine to offer.”
Zaphod leapt to his feet and started prodding and feeling the animal’s shoulder appreciatively.
“Or the rump is very good,” murmured the animal. “I’ve been exercising it and eating plenty of grain, so there’s a lot of good meat there.” It gave a mellow grunt, gurgled again and started to chew the cud. It swallowed the cud again.
“Or a casserole of me perhaps?” it added.
“You mean this animal actually wants us to eat it?” whispered Trillian to Ford.
“Me?” said Ford, with a glazed look in his eyes, “I don’t mean anything.”
“That’s absolutely horrible,” exclaimed Arthur, “the most revolting thing I’ve ever heard.”
“What’s the problem Earthman?” said Zaphod, now transferring his attention to the animal’s enormous rump.
“I just don’t want to eat an animal that’s standing here inviting me to,” said Arthur, “it’s heartless.”
“Better than eating an animal that doesn’t want to be eaten,” said Zaphod.
“That’s not the point,” Arthur protested. Then he thought about it for a moment.
“Alright,” he said, “maybe it is the point. I don’t care, I’m not going to think about it now. I’ll just … er …”
The Universe raged about him in its death throes.
“I think I’ll just have a green salad,” he muttered.

94-95. oldal

8 hozzászólás
dontpanic P>!

Arthur suspected a streak of masochism in Ford Prefect – the increasing difficulty of the journey seemed to give him a sense of purpose that was otherwise lacking.

175. oldal

1 hozzászólás
dontpanic P>!

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy skips lightly over [the grammatical problems of timetravel's] tangle of academic abstraction, pausing only to note that the term 'Future Perfect' has been abandoned since it was discovered not to be.

80. oldal

Mareszkaresz>!

'If you have enjoyed the experience of this drink, ' continued the machine, 'why not share t with your friends?'
'Because,' said Arthur tartly, 'I want to keep them.

9. oldal, 2. fejezet

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Arthur Dent

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