Dubversion said:but also reading Girl In Landscape, his very fucking odd kind of sci-fi book. But sci-fi doesn't do it justice - it's well strange. It's also his paean to The Searchers which I didn't get at first, till a large man's shadow loomed in a doorway with a harsh bright landscape behind him
Are you the kind of reader who binges on an author when you discover their genius? I'm the opposite - I have to save up my great authors so I don't run out of them too earlyDubversion said:sticking with the Jonathan Letham, i've been dipping into a collection of essays called The Disappointment Artist, which is very good - basically about the relationship between his young identity and his young cultural life and what they say about each other..
but also reading Girl In Landscape, his very fucking odd kind of sci-fi book. But sci-fi doesn't do it justice - it's well strange. It's also his paean to The Searchers which I didn't get at first, till a large man's shadow loomed in a doorway with a harsh bright landscape behind him
maya said:is it just me, or is the quality of US paperback bindings (usually) far superior to the UK ones?
not only is the cover often thicker, but the paper seems to (often) be of better quality- not sandpaper-bumpy, 100000 times recycled out of old toilet paper or whatever
He's also famous for the "woman naked in front of the mirror" scenes. As if us girls, take our towels off in front of the mirror and then run our hands over our bodies as though discovering them for the first time with no mention of the discovery of cellulitechooch said:Day of the Jackal is ok. I read The Fourth Protocol once when there was nowt else and felt soiled.
I particularly love the way he explores the inner world of characters from anything other than the upper middle class:
'What d'ya mean Guvnor?', said the sturdy Sergeant, whose thoughts were already straying to the 'slap-up' that Edna was preparing even now in their net-curtained council home, a haven of Brasso and boot polish deep in one of the less salubrious estates just south of the river. Bill Smyth, despite his upper crust name, explained away sheepishly as 'just one of those things' during the endless dominoes sessions at the Pig and Whistle, was a copper of the old school. He devoted his dogged attentions to two major loves- coarse fishing and West Ham United- with equal devotion and optimism. He was as unflappable in solid, unspectacular duty as his yeomen ancestors. And always ready to take on the burden of blooding a young officer straight out of one of the more 'progressive' universities.
it continues to be a good book.Grandma Death said:JM Coatzee-Disgrace and its an excellent book thus far.
oh, i like niall griffiths 'grits' is a great book imo, and sheepshagger and kelly and victor aren't too bad either (if somewhat dark!)northernhoard said:recently finished Stump by Niall Griffiths, though nothing at the mo
Rollem said:has anyone read "the virgin suicides"? a girl at work has given me a copy...
I've just read that on an airport whim. Good it was.Dirty Martini said:'Stasiland' by Anna Funder, which I liked. Bizarre fucking place, the DDR, full of psychotics.
Dirty Martini said:'Stasiland' by Anna Funder, which I liked. Bizarre fucking place, the DDR, full of psychotics..
districtline said:stasiland. propaganda der reaktion.