- Taschenbuch: 272 Seiten
- Verlag: Bloomsbury Publishing; Auflage: 1., Aufl. (20. Februar 2009)
- Sprache: Englisch
- ISBN-10: 1408800691
- ISBN-13: 978-1408800690
- Größe und/oder Gewicht: 12,9 x 1,6 x 19,8 cm
- Durchschnittliche Kundenbewertung: 1 Kundenrezension
- Amazon Bestseller-Rang: Nr. 473.189 in Fremdsprachige Bücher (Siehe Top 100 in Fremdsprachige Bücher)
Unbearable Lightness of Being in Aberystwyth (Englisch) Taschenbuch – 20. Februar 2009
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'Malcolm Pryce is the king of Welsh noir he dishes up a dastardly mix of gothic comedy where Edgar Allen Poe meets Phoenix Nights in a flurry of blood-stained absurdity' Sunday Telegraph 'Marvellously imaginative You'll weep and laugh, on the same page. Wonderful' Guardian 'Exuberant comic fantasy The plots entangle with spontaneous combustion, poisoned ice-creams, the cloning of Jesus, buried skulls, sexy nuns, false names and lots of gunfire' Sunday Times 'Packed with witty and original writing things are blacker than ever, involving fast and furious plotting with many gruesome twists the quality of writing is to be relished on every page' Scotland on Sunday
There is nothing unusual about the barrel-organ man who walks into private detective Louie Knight's office. Apart from the fact that he has lost his memory. And his monkey is a former astronaut. And he is carrying a suitcase that he is too terrified to open. And he wants a murder investigated. The only thing unusual about the murder is that it took place a hundred years ago. And needs solving by the following week. Louie is too smart to take on such a case but also too broke to turn it down. Soon he is lost in a labyrinth of intrigue and terror, tormented at every turn by a gallery of mad nuns, gangsters and waifs, and haunted by the loss of his girlfriend, Myfanwy, who has disappeared after being fed drugged raspberry rippleAlle Produktbeschreibungen
That said, some of the stories and twists were amusing and as a whole the book was not annoying. With a bit more patience than I had for reading it, it is a good read.
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As with the other, the plot is secondary to the bizarre world that is Pryce's Aberystwyth; a world that, at times, strangely reflects our own.
Pryce has welded a high level of daffiness to a Raymond-Chandler using and Chandler's overwrought prose. Ingredients in the mix include: Louie Knight, the Bogie-like private detective of a rundown Welsh seaside town (that such a town would have such a detective is a large part of the book's humor). A client who is an organgrinder's monkey with a knack for sign language, seeking her longlost son, Mr. Bojangles. Knight's lost love, Myfanway, a singer of such overwhelming power that she even has her own academic journal (The Journal of the Proceedings of the Myfanway Society). An evil mad genius, Mr. Brainbocs, whose plans include collecting the DNA of Jesus in order to clone him (Him?), bring him back from the dead, and make him perform miracles.
The effect is similar to that provided by Jasper Fforde's Thursday Next series, a parody-premise wed to a hallucinagenic comic imagination. You will feel positively oxygen-deprived if you spend too much time making sense of it, but it is pretty fun.
I found out too late, though, that this is the THIRD of Pryce's series featuring Louie Knight (the other two bear the promising titles "Aberystwyth Mon Amour" and "Last Tango in Aberystwyth"). The whole thing would have made a lot more sense to me if I had started at the beginning. On the other hand, I sense there are probably diminishing returns on this series - one may be all you want. Go seek out "Aberystwyth Mon Amour", which if more coherent might be worth 4 1/2 stars, but which might then reduce the present volume to a lower rating.