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Sto caricando le informazioni... Bilder deiner großen Liebe: Ein unvollendeter Romandi Wolfgang Herrndorf
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Iscriviti per consentire a LibraryThing di scoprire se ti piacerà questo libro. Attualmente non vi sono conversazioni su questo libro. Isa Schmidt is the obviously unreliable narrator of this incomplete novel, hinting repeatedly at an unnamed psychological disorder. She wanders, homeless, and apparently without purpose through forest, city, meadow, and mountain range, as the chapters move in a disconnected, but satisfying way from scene to scene, chapter to chapter. Each scene illustrates another picture of humanity, shying from neither ugliness nor beauty. Isa philosophizes about life and death, certain of her own and everyone else’s mortality in a detached manner, as if none of it mattered. This work was born out o fHerrndorf’s earlier novel Tschick, in which the two main characters of that novel, Maik and Tschick, meet Isa in their travels. The Afterword describes the author’s struggle to finish the work during his deteriorating battle with brain cancer, and his unwillingness to let the work go. nessuna recensione | aggiungi una recensione
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In deze onvolledige, postuum gepubliceerde roman staat de onconventionele Isa centraal, het meisje dat de vrienden uit "Tschick" tijdens hun omzwervingen ontmoeten. Non sono state trovate descrizioni di biblioteche |
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Google Books — Sto caricando le informazioni... GeneriSistema Decimale Melvil (DDC)830Literature German literature and literatures of related languages German literature by more than one author, and in more than one formClassificazione LCVotoMedia:
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An dem Roman über die verlorene, verrückte, hinreißende Isa hat Wolfgang Herrndorf bis zuletzt gearbeitet, er hat ihn selbst noch zur Veröffentlichung bestimmt. Eine romantische Wanderschaft durch Tage und Nächte; unvollendet und doch ein unvergessliches Leseerlebnis. «Ich halte das Tagebuch wie einen Kompass vor mich hin. Pappelsamen schneien um mich herum, und der süße Duft der Lichtnelken strömt durch die Nächte. Ich sehe einen Wald, aus dem vier hohe Masten aufragen über die Baumwipfel. Am Waldrand steht eine kleine Hütte, die Teil eines Wanderwegs ist, wie drei eingekastelte Zeichen verraten. Ein schwarzer Gedankenstrich, eine gelbe Schlange, ein rotes Dreieck. Mein Name.»