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Whatever: Serpent's Tail Classics

Autor Michel Houellebecq
en Limba Engleză Paperback – 4 mai 2011
Just thirty, with a well-paid job, no love life and a terrible attitude, the anti-hero of this grim, funny novel smokes four packs of cigarettes a day and writes weird animal stories in his spare time. A computer programmer by day, he is tolerably content, until he's packed off with a colleague - the sexually-frustrated Raphael Tisserand - to train provincial civil servants in the use of a new computer systemHouellebecq's first novel was a smash hit in France, expressing the misanthropic voice of a generation. Like A Confederacy of Dunces, Houellebecq's bitter, sarcastic and exasperated narrator vociferously expresses his frustration and disgust with the world.
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Specificații

ISBN-13: 9781846687846
ISBN-10: 1846687845
Pagini: 160
Dimensiuni: 128 x 196 x 14 mm
Greutate: 0.14 kg
Ediția:Main - Classic edition
Editura: Profile
Colecția Serpent's Tail
Seria Serpent's Tail Classics

Locul publicării:London, United Kingdom

Notă biografică

Novelist and poet Michel Houellebecq was born in 1958, on the French island of Reunion. At the age of six, Michel was given over to the care of his paternal grandmother, a communist, whose family name he later adopted. Houellebecq has won many prizes, including the Prix Flore in 1996, the Grand Prix National des Lettres Jeunes Talents in 1998, the Prix Novembre and, most recently, the Prix Goncourt in 2010. His first album, Presence Humaine, was released in 2000. He currently lives in Spain.

Recenzii

Funny, terrifying and nauseating
The balance between philosophy and narrative detail is perfectly judged; the book slips down easily like a bad oyster. As is the nature of such things, it is grimly comic
Le grand fromage du jour
It could well turn out to be a cult here too ... astonishing
Snappy, bite-sized, and often very funny. Is it European exhaustion? Is it the soul of man under late capitalism? Millenial gloom? Post-Christian despair? Is it the death of love? Whatever. But Houellebecq describes it perfectly
This boy needs serious therapy. He may be beyond help
The mischief-making enfant terrible of new-wave French fiction
Houellebecq captures precisely the cynical disillusionment of disaffected youth