The Barnes & Noble Review
Before Huxley's Brave New World (1932), Rand's Anthem (1938), Orwell's 1984 (1949), and Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451 (1953), there was We by revolutionary Russian novelist and playwright Yevgeny Zamyatin. Originally published in 1920, this dystopian classic was written in response to life in Stalinist Russia and envisions a future world where the all-powerful One State controls everything and everyone.
In the completely dehumanized world of We, there are no names, only designations. The protagonist, a mathematic philosopher identified as D-503, is nearing completion of the Integral, the great State machine's most ambitious project yet: a spaceship that will carry the divinely ordered and rational message of the One State to those intelligent beings living amongst the stars still "living in the savage state of freedom." But as the launch date approaches, D-503 meets and falls in love with a female revolutionary identified as I-330. Through a series of highly illegal encounters, I-330 introduces D-503 to a breathtaking new world, one completely hidden from the One State and filled with tolerance, individuality, imagination, love, and humor. Will D-503 fulfill his civic duty by confessing to the Guardians his unlawful involvement with I-330, or will he become part of her revolutionary scheme to destroy the One State?
After reading We, readers will be amazed by how strongly Zamyatin's dystopic vision influenced the aforementioned classics. Timeless, powerful, and still profoundly relevant after almost a century, this is a classic among classics. Paul Goat Allen
"We" by Yevgeny Zamyatin is a seminal dystopian novel set in a future totalitarian society where individuality is suppressed. The story follows D-503, a mathematician working on the spaceship Integral, who begins to question the regime through his relationship with the rebellious I-330. As he grapples with forbidden emotions and dreams of freedom, D-503's journey exposes the conflict between personal liberty and state control. Zamyatin's haunting narrative is a powerful critique of conformity and authoritarianism.
"We" by Yevgeny Zamyatin is a seminal dystopian novel set in a future totalitarian society where individuality is suppressed. The story follows D-503, a mathematician working on the spaceship Integral, who begins to question the regime through his relationship with the rebellious I-330. As he grapples with forbidden emotions and dreams of freedom, D-503's journey exposes the conflict between personal liberty and state control. Zamyatin's haunting narrative is a powerful critique of conformity and authoritarianism.
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We
Narrated by James Harrington
Yevgeny ZamyatinUnabridged — 6 hours, 15 minutes
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We
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Yevgeny ZamyatinUnabridged — 6 hours, 15 minutes
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Overview
"We" by Yevgeny Zamyatin is a seminal dystopian novel set in a future totalitarian society where individuality is suppressed. The story follows D-503, a mathematician working on the spaceship Integral, who begins to question the regime through his relationship with the rebellious I-330. As he grapples with forbidden emotions and dreams of freedom, D-503's journey exposes the conflict between personal liberty and state control. Zamyatin's haunting narrative is a powerful critique of conformity and authoritarianism.
Editorial Reviews
First published in the Soviet 1920s, Zamyatin's dystopic novel left an indelible watermark on 20th-century culture, from Orwell's 1984 to Terry Gilliam's movie Brazil. Randall's exciting new translation strips away the Cold War connotations and makes us conscious of Zamyatin's other influences, from Dostoyevski to German expressionism. D-503 is a loyal "cipher" of the totalitarian One State, literally walled in by glass; he is a mathematician happily building the world's first rocket, but his life is changed by meeting I-330, a woman with "sharp teeth" who keeps emerging out of a sudden vampirish dusk to smile wickedly on the poor narrator and drive him wild with desire. (When she first forces him to drink alcohol, the mind leaps to Marlene Dietrich in The Blue Angel.) In becoming a slave to love, D-503 becomes, briefly, a free man. In Randall's hands, Zamyatin's modernist idiom crackles ("I only remember his fingers: they flew out of his sleeve, like bundles of beams"), though the novel sometimes seems prophetic of the onset of Stalinism, particularly in the bleak ending. Modern Library's reintroduction of Zamyatin's novel is a literary event sure to bring this neglected classic to the attention of a new readership. (On sale July 11) Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
In Zamyatin's 1924 futuristic novel, humankind has lost its individuality, and everyone is reduced to a number. Protagonist D-503, a mathematician for the One State, thinks he is going insane but actually is falling in love. Unfortunately for him, he's sweet on a revolutionary bent on overthrowing the government. Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
This new translation of Zamyatin’s We is very well done. Kirsten Lodge has managed very skilfully to produce a readable version of a novel that is in parts deliberately jerky and elliptical in the original; she has found imaginative solutions to the various tricky problems that the text presents. … The introduction and the contextual materials are also useful; this is an edition that introduces the reader to the artistic and historical context as well as to the text itself.” — J.A.E. Curtis, University of Oxford
“Kirsten Lodge’s new edition of Zamyatin’s We is ideal for the classroom: an excellent new translation accompanied by carefully chosen readings and images that place the novel within its proper context.” — Eliot Borenstein, New York University
“Kirsten Lodge has created a teacher’s dream: a definitive English-language edition of Zamyatin’s We that also includes the key texts—literary, political, philosophical, and industrial—to which Zamyatin was responding in this seminal dystopian novel. Lodge’s informative, accessible introduction provides just the right amount of context, explaining how the novel came to be, why it was so groundbreaking, and how it has inspired other dystopian authors from Orwell to Atwood. Lay readers will enjoy delving deeper into the significance of the novel, and teachers will rejoice to have these resources at their students’ fingertips in Lodge’s vivid, readable translations. I look forward to assigning this book in my classes.” — Rebecca Stanton, Barnard College
“For years I have taught these classic Russian texts [Tolstoy’s The Death of Ivan Ilyich, Dostoyevsky’s Notes from the Underground, and Zamyatin’s We] to students with little or no knowledge of Russian language or culture. In addition to providing clear, readable translations of the texts themselves, Lodge’s editions provide critical apparatus—introductions, notes, secondary texts, and images—that have made these stories much more accessible to my students. Contextual material that I have long had to put in handouts and powerpoints is now conveniently included in the text itself. These are certainly the most teachable editions of these texts currently available.” — Chad Engbers, Calvin University
Product Details
BN ID: | 2940191091839 |
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Publisher: | Interactive Media |
Publication date: | 09/01/2024 |
Edition description: | Unabridged |
Read an Excerpt
Chapter One
First Entry
T0PICS:A Proclamation
The Wisest of Lines
A Poem
I shall simply copy, word for word, the proclamation that appeared today in the One State Gazette:
The building of the Integral will be completed in one hundred and twenty days. The great historic hour when the first Integral will soar into cosmic space is drawing near. One thousand years ago your heroic ancestors subdued the entire terrestrial globe to the power of the One State. Yours will be a still more glorious feat: you will integrate the infinite equation of the universe with the aid of the fire-breathing, electric glass Integral. You will subjugate the unknown beings on other planets, who may still be living in the primitive condition of freedom, to the beneficent yoke of reason. If they fail to understand that we bring them mathematically infallible happiness, it will be our duty to compel them to be happy. But before resorting to arms, we shall try the power of words.
In the name of the Benefactor, therefore, we proclaim to all the numbers of the One State:
Everyone who feels capable of doing so must compose tracts, odes, manifestoes, Poems, or other works extolling the beauty and the grandeur of the One
State.
This will be the first cargo to be carried by the In
tegral.
Long live the One State, long live the numbers,
long live the Benefactor!
I write this, and I feel: my cheeks are burning. Yes, to integrate the grandiose cosmic equation. Yes, to unbend the wild, primitive curve and straighten it to a tangent-an asymptote a straight line. For the line of the One State is thestraight line. The great, divine, exact, wise straight linethe wisest of all lines.
1, D-503, Builder of the Integral, am only one of the mathematicians of the One State. My pen, accustomed to figures, does not know how to create the music of assonances and rhymes. I shall merely attempt to record what I see and think, Or, to be more exact, what we think (precisely so-we, and let this We be the title of MY record) . But since this record will be a derivative of our life, of the mathematically Perfect life of the One State, will it not be, of itself, and regardless of my will or skill, a poem? it will. I believe, I know it
I write this, and my cheeks are burning- This must be similar to what a woman feels when she first senses within herself the pulse of a new, still tiny, still blind little human being. It is 1, and at the same time, not 1. And for many long months it will be necessary to nourish it with my own life, my own blood, then tear it painfully from myself and lay it at the feet of the One State.
But I am ready, like every one, or almost every one, of us. I am ready.
Second Entry
TOPICS:Ballet
Square Harmony
X
Spring. From beyond the Green Wall, from the wild, invisible plains, the wind brings yellow honey pollen of some unknown flowers. The sweet pollen dries your lips, and every minute you pass your tongue over them. The Ups of all the women you see must be sweet (of the men, too, of course). This interferes to some extent with the flow of logical thought.
But the sky! Blue, unblemished by a single cloud. (How wild the tastes of the ancients, whose poets could be inspired by those absurd, disorderly, stupidly tumbling piles of vapor!) I Iove I am certain I can safely say, we love-only such a sterile, immaculate sky. On days like this the whole world is cast of the same impregnable, eternal glass as the Green Wall, as all our buildings. On days like this you see the bluest depth of things, their hitherto unknown, astonishing equations-you see them even in the most familiar everyday objects.
Take, for instance, this. In the morning I was at the dock where the Integral is being built, and suddenly I saw: the lathes; the regulator spheres rotating with dosed eyes, utterly oblivious of all; the cranks flashing, swinging left and right; the balance beam proudly swaying its shoulders; the bit of the slotting machine dancing up and down in time to unheard music. Suddenly I saw the whole beauty of this grandiose mechanical ballet, flooded with pale blue sunlight.
And then, to myself: Why is this beautiful? Why is dance beautiful? Answer: because it is unfree motion, because the whole profound meaning of dance lies precisely in absolute, esthetic subordination, in ideal unfreedom. And if it is true that our forebears abandoned themselves to dance at the most exalted moments of their lives (religious mysteries, military parades), it means only one thing: the instinct of unfreedom is organically inherent in man from time immemorial, and we, in our present life, are only consciously....
I will have to finish later: the annunciator clicked. I looked up: 0-90, of course. In half a minute she'll be here, for our daily walk.
Dear O! It always seems to me that she looks exactly like her name: about ten centimeters shorter than the Maternal Norm, and therefore carved in the round, all of her, with that pink O, her mouth, open to meet every word I say. And also, that round, plump fold on her wrist, like a baby's.
When she came in, the flywheel of logic was still humming at full swing within me, and I began, by sheer force of inertia, to speak to her about the formula I had just established, which encompassed everything dance, machines, and all of us.
"Marvelous, isn't it?" I asked.
"Yes, marvelous." O-90 smiled rosily at me. "It's spring."
Well, wouldn't you know: spring ... She talks ,about spring. Women ... I fell silent.
Downstairs, the avenue was full. In such weathers the...
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