Galore
Autor Michael Crummeyen Limba Engleză Paperback – 15 mar 2012
Propelled by the disputes and alliances, grievances and trade-offs that bind the Sellers and Devine families through generations, Galore is alive with singular characters, and an uncommon insight into the complexities of human nature.
Sprawling and intimate, stark and fantastical, Galore is a novel about the power of stories to shape and sustain us. This is Michael Crummey's most ambitious and accomplished work to date.
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Specificații
ISBN-13: 9781780336183
ISBN-10: 1780336187
Pagini: 352
Dimensiuni: 234 x 154 x 28 mm
Greutate: 0.47 kg
Editura: Little Brown
Colecția Corsair
Locul publicării:London, United Kingdom
ISBN-10: 1780336187
Pagini: 352
Dimensiuni: 234 x 154 x 28 mm
Greutate: 0.47 kg
Editura: Little Brown
Colecția Corsair
Locul publicării:London, United Kingdom
Recenzii
A glittering, fabulist tale...reminiscent of the work of Jean Giono, particularly Joy of Man's Desiring, and Laura Esquivel's Like Water for Chocolate, Galore is a tale in which humans are confronted with the miraculous.
a well written, deftly orchestrated, consistently entertaining novel.
[An] expansive yarn...in lilting prose.
Like the two-faced ocean they pull their living from, Crummey's characters in this multi-generational unwinding are icy and surprising. The denizens of Paradise Deep and its neighboring town, the Gut, end up as twisted as the wind-tortured trees, making for a quirky quilt of personalities that might remind a reader of Annie Proulx's The Shipping News.
This is the book that will win Crummey a permanent place in American readers' hearts. With Galore he has done something much more besides writing a compulsively readable book. He has created an unforgettable place of the imagination. Paradise Deep belongs on the same literary map as Faulkner's Yoknapatawpha and Garcia Marquez's Macondo.
Ghosts, gangsters, mermen, and a Christ-like healer who emerges from the belly of a beached whale are among the attractions in a boisterous, one-of-a-kind folk epic about feuding intermarried clans in Newfoundland . . . A lively, eccentric, mythmaking novel inspired by two hundred years of Canadian history.
Newfoundland author Crummey's award-winning third novel . . . affirms that our lives are always astonishing. It's been justly compared to Gabriel Garcia Marquez's One Hundred Years of Solitude. It also calls to mind Graham Swift's Waterland and Alexis Wright's Carpentaria, as well as William Faulkner's epic Compson novels, and will appeal to readers who enjoyed those works. (starred review)
Mythic and gorgeous . . . Crummey lovingly carves out the privation and inner intricacies that mark his characters' lives with folkloric embellishments and the precision of the finest scrimshaw. (starred review)
Michael Crummey is a passionate storyteller. His world is intensely imagined and starkly real. Life leaps off the pages of Galore.
a well written, deftly orchestrated, consistently entertaining novel.
[An] expansive yarn...in lilting prose.
Like the two-faced ocean they pull their living from, Crummey's characters in this multi-generational unwinding are icy and surprising. The denizens of Paradise Deep and its neighboring town, the Gut, end up as twisted as the wind-tortured trees, making for a quirky quilt of personalities that might remind a reader of Annie Proulx's The Shipping News.
This is the book that will win Crummey a permanent place in American readers' hearts. With Galore he has done something much more besides writing a compulsively readable book. He has created an unforgettable place of the imagination. Paradise Deep belongs on the same literary map as Faulkner's Yoknapatawpha and Garcia Marquez's Macondo.
Ghosts, gangsters, mermen, and a Christ-like healer who emerges from the belly of a beached whale are among the attractions in a boisterous, one-of-a-kind folk epic about feuding intermarried clans in Newfoundland . . . A lively, eccentric, mythmaking novel inspired by two hundred years of Canadian history.
Newfoundland author Crummey's award-winning third novel . . . affirms that our lives are always astonishing. It's been justly compared to Gabriel Garcia Marquez's One Hundred Years of Solitude. It also calls to mind Graham Swift's Waterland and Alexis Wright's Carpentaria, as well as William Faulkner's epic Compson novels, and will appeal to readers who enjoyed those works. (starred review)
Mythic and gorgeous . . . Crummey lovingly carves out the privation and inner intricacies that mark his characters' lives with folkloric embellishments and the precision of the finest scrimshaw. (starred review)
Michael Crummey is a passionate storyteller. His world is intensely imagined and starkly real. Life leaps off the pages of Galore.
Notă biografică
Michael Crummey is a poet and storyteller, and the author of the critically acclaimed novels River Thieves and The Wreckage and the short story collection Flesh and Blood. He has been nominated for the Giller Prize, the IMPAC Dublin Award, and Rogers Writers’ Trust Fiction Prize, and won the Commonwealth Writers’ Prize for Canada for Galore. He lives in St. John’s, Newfoundland.
Extras
Mary Tryphena was four years old when her sister was born. She’d been told so little about life at the time she didn’t even know her mother was pregnant. Her father walking her into the backcountry as far as Nigger Ralph’s Pond one morning, showing her how to catch spanny-tickles in the shallows with the dip net of her palms. The infant girl asleep in her mother’s arms when her grandmother came to fetch them back to the house that evening.—Who is that? Mary Tryphena asked.
—This is your sister, Eathna, her mother said.—Found her in the turnip patch, naked as a fish.
It seemed too fanciful a notion to credit but she had to admit there was something vaguely turniplike about the bruised and nearly bald head of the child, the vulgar purple and pale white of the skin.
—This is your sister, Eathna, her mother said.—Found her in the turnip patch, naked as a fish.
It seemed too fanciful a notion to credit but she had to admit there was something vaguely turniplike about the bruised and nearly bald head of the child, the vulgar purple and pale white of the skin.