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Sto caricando le informazioni... MARRY, BANG, KILLdi Andrew Battershill
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For a guy who mugs people for their laptops, Tommy Marlo isn't such a bad guy. He can't help trying to make the people he meets -- even those he mugs -- feel better about their situation. Unfortunately for Tommy, he rips off the daughter of a psychotic, high-ranking member of a notorious motorcycle gang. Even worse, the laptop that he pilfered contains proof of a few gruesome murders and the location of a huge stash of money. Flat broke and marked for death, his only shot at surviving is to rob the motorcycle gang, use the cash to get out of town, and hide out on the small island where his mother now lives. What follows is a revisionist crime thriller, a page-turning hybrid of literary and genre fiction for fans of Elmore Leonard or Patrick deWitt. But Battershill writes with a voice all his own. Deftly combining crackling dialogue with biting wit, MARRY, BANG, KILLhums with the thrill of chaos as Tommy runs to a quiet island to escape a swelling cast of characters who are trying to arrest, rob, kill, or save him. The island won't be quiet for long. Non sono state trovate descrizioni di biblioteche |
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Something kept me reading a bit more, so then I thought, Fine. I'll finish it. But I'm gonna rip it to shreds.
Then, along the way, damned if Battershill, if not completely winning me over with his narrative style and characterization, at least charmed me.
This is a fucked up little book, with far too many sideroads taken in the name of witty conversation, but overall, it's quite fun.
A couple of examples, if you please.
He was far from drunk, but he did have a pretty solid rear-wheel skid of a buzz on. The sense of a deeper intoxication than he was feeling, held back by the heavy meal draped across the bottom of his belly.
This, to me, is a wildly inventive writer at the top of his game. I absolutely loved these lines.
Then, just six pages later, I got this:
"I'm drunk."
"That's not a good strategy. Announcing it like that."
"There's different kinds of strategy. There's defensive short-term strategies—for example, a person with apparently desirable holes announcing her drunkenness in a bar. But then there is longer-range, equity-based decision making, wherein one must factor in and show awareness of a greater quantity of complex variables. For instance, keeping in mind the paradox of being a straight man in this century, if one is, in fact, living in this century, that showing an awareness of, or merely a vague, implied sensitivity about, rape culture to a drunk-announcing woman in a bar actually sort of makes one seem like one is a wee bit of a rapist that should be factored into one's approach of the afore-mentioned drunk-announcing hole-haver."
This? This is simply an author being clever, while being stupid. Show me one drunk person who could possibly put together that last paragraph, let alone narrate it without their brain shutting down about ten words in.
Thankfully, there's more of the former, and less of the latter, and the characters were interesting enough to see through to the end, which was also fun. ( )