The Pale King
Autor David Foster Wallaceen Limba Engleză Paperback – 9 apr 2012
The Pale Kingremained unfinished at the time of David Foster Wallace's death, but it is a deeply compelling and satisfying novel, hilarious and fearless and as original as anything Wallace ever undertook. It grapples directly with ultimate questions--questions of life's meaning and of the value of work and society--through characters imagined with the interior force and generosity that were Wallace's unique gifts. Along the way it suggests a new idea of heroism and commands infinite respect for one of the most daring writers of our time.
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Specificații
ISBN-13: 9780316074223
ISBN-10: 0316074225
Pagini: 592
Dimensiuni: 156 x 235 x 41 mm
Greutate: 0.74 kg
Editura: Little, Brown and Company
Colecția Back Bay Books
ISBN-10: 0316074225
Pagini: 592
Dimensiuni: 156 x 235 x 41 mm
Greutate: 0.74 kg
Editura: Little, Brown and Company
Colecția Back Bay Books
Notă biografică
David
Foster
Wallace
was
born
in
Ithaca,
New
York,
in
1962
and
raised
in
Illinois,
where
he
was
a
regionally
ranked
junior
tennis
player.
He
received
bachelor
of
arts
degrees
in
philosophy
and
English
from
Amherst
College
and
wrote
what
would
become
his
first
novel,The
Broom
of
the
System,
as
his
senior
English
thesis.
He
received
a
masters
of
fine
arts
from
University
of
Arizona
in
1987
and
briefly
pursued
graduate
work
in
philosophy
at
Harvard
University.
His
second
novel,Infinite
Jest,
was
published
in
1996.
Wallace
taught
creative
writing
at
Emerson
College,
Illinois
State
University,
and
Pomona
College,
and
published
the
story
collectionsGirl
with
Curious
Hair,Brief
Interviews
with
Hideous
Men,Oblivion,the
essay
collectionsA
Supposedly
Fun
Thing
I'll
Never
Do
Again,andConsider
the
Lobster.
He
was
awarded
the
MacArthur
Fellowship,
a
Lannan
Literary
Award,
and
a
Whiting
Writers'
Award,
and
was
appointed
to
the
Usage
Panel
for
The
American
Heritage
Dictionary
of
the
English
Language.
He
died
in
2008.
His
last
novel,The
Pale
King,
was
published
in
2011.
Recenzii
"Wallace's
finest
work
as
a
novelist...when
Wallace
steers
the
tanker
back
to
its
theme--the
struggle
to
extract
meaning
from
each
second
that
passes,
no
matter
how
empty
or
lonely
or
indistinguishable
from
the
second
that
came
before
it--The
Pale
Kingachieves
power
levels
that
Wallace
never
reached
in
his
first
two
novels....His
ability
to
render
the
fine
finials
and
fractals
and
flourishes
of
a
mind
acting
upon
itself,
from
moment
to
moment,
using
only
the
blunt,
numb
instruments
of
language,
has
few
if
any
equals
in
American
literature."—Lev
Grossman,TIME
"Deeply sad, deeply philosophical...By turns breathtakingly brilliant and stupefying dull--funny, maddening and elegiac...in almost everything Wallace wrote, including THE PALE KING, he aimed to use words to lasso and somehow subdue the staggering, multifarious, cacophonous predicament that is modern American life."—Michiko Kakutani, The New York Times
"Feverishly encompassing, sharply comedic, and haunting...this is not a novel of defeat but, rather, of oddly heroic persistence....electrifying in its portrayal of individuals seeking unlikely refuge in a vast, absurd bureaucracy. In the spirit of Borges, Gaddis, and Terry Gilliam'sBrazil, Wallace conducts a commanding and ingenious inquiry into monumental boredom, sorrow, the deception of appearances, and the redeeming if elusive truth that any endeavor, however tedious, however impossible, can become a conduit to enlightenment.'"—Donna Seaman, Booklist (starred review)
"Nothing short of sublime--the first two chapters are a real put-the-reader-on-notice charging bull blitz, and the David Foster Wallace sections...are tiny masterpieces....achingly funny...pants-pissingly hilarious."—Publishers Weekly
"One of the saddest and most lovely books I've ever read...Let's state this clearly: You should read THE PALE KING....You'll be [kept up at night] because D.F.W. writes sentences and sometimes whole pages that make you feel like you can't breathe."—Benjamin Alsup, Esquire
"Deeply sad, deeply philosophical...By turns breathtakingly brilliant and stupefying dull--funny, maddening and elegiac...in almost everything Wallace wrote, including THE PALE KING, he aimed to use words to lasso and somehow subdue the staggering, multifarious, cacophonous predicament that is modern American life."—Michiko Kakutani, The New York Times
"Feverishly encompassing, sharply comedic, and haunting...this is not a novel of defeat but, rather, of oddly heroic persistence....electrifying in its portrayal of individuals seeking unlikely refuge in a vast, absurd bureaucracy. In the spirit of Borges, Gaddis, and Terry Gilliam'sBrazil, Wallace conducts a commanding and ingenious inquiry into monumental boredom, sorrow, the deception of appearances, and the redeeming if elusive truth that any endeavor, however tedious, however impossible, can become a conduit to enlightenment.'"—Donna Seaman, Booklist (starred review)
"Nothing short of sublime--the first two chapters are a real put-the-reader-on-notice charging bull blitz, and the David Foster Wallace sections...are tiny masterpieces....achingly funny...pants-pissingly hilarious."—Publishers Weekly
"One of the saddest and most lovely books I've ever read...Let's state this clearly: You should read THE PALE KING....You'll be [kept up at night] because D.F.W. writes sentences and sometimes whole pages that make you feel like you can't breathe."—Benjamin Alsup, Esquire