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The Shipyard

Autor Juan Carlos Onetti Traducere de Nick Caistor
en Limba Engleză Paperback – 15 ian 1992
?I am an excellent judge of men and I am sure I will not regret my choice. But it is essential you get to know the company as soon as possible. The post I am offering you is that of General Manager of Jeremias Petrus Ltd.? With all the enthusiasm of a man condemned to be hanged, Larsen takes up his new post. Like the other workers at the shipyard, he routinely goes through the motions. Every so often, his sense of reality is shaken by a tremor of self-deception and then it is possible for him to believe that the yard's glory is not just a thing of the past. Like Faulkner, a writer he greatly admires, with his imaginary county of Yoknapatawpha, Onetti has created his own, starkly real region of Santa Maria. By the end of the novel we know, love and care for all its despairing inhabitants.
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Specificații

ISBN-13: 9781852421915
ISBN-10: 1852421916
Pagini: 192
Dimensiuni: 129 x 198 mm
Ediția:Main
Editura: Profile
Colecția Serpent's Tail
Locul publicării:London, United Kingdom

Notă biografică

Acknowledged as one of the great Latin American writers of the twentieth century, Juan Carlos Onetti was born in Montevideo, Uruguay in 1909. For many years he worked as a journalist in Buenos Aires. His novels include The Well, No Man's Life, and his best known work, The Shipyard. He was awarded Uruguay's national literature prize in 1963 and Spain's prestigious Cervantes Prize in 1980. He lived in Madrid until his death in 1994.

Recenzii

?The Onetti experience is a curious one: readers end up feeling that they understand life better after a stay in this ghostly, tantalising world, only to lose the wisdom they have gained after a few hours of release from the spell. The form is subtle and delicate, the message sordid and bleak, the flavour inimitable? Guardian ?A totally three-dimensional exploration of the landscape of quiet despair? Sunday Times