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ANGELA'S ASHES
by
FRANK McCOURT
Książka używana, w języku angielskim Stan książki: db++
Oprawa: miękka
Ilość stron: 426
Rok wydania: 1997
Angela’s Ashes is Frank McCourt’s sad, funny, bittersweet memoir of growing up in New York in the 30s and in Ireland in the 40s. It is a story of extreme hardship and suffering, in Brooklyn tenements and Limerick slums – too many children, too little money, his mother Angela barely coping as his father Malachy’s drinking bouts constantly brought the family to the brink of disaster. It is a story of courage and survival against apparently overwhelming odds.
Written with the vitality and resonance of a work of fiction, and a remarkable absence of sentimentality, Angela’s Ashes is imbued on every page with Frank McCourt’s distinctive humour and compassion. Out of terrible circumstances, he has created a glorious book in the tradition of Ireland’s literary masters, which bears all the marks of a great classic.
WINNER OF THE 1997 PULITZER PRIZE, THE NATIONAL BOOK CRITICS CIRCLE AWARD AND THE LOS ANGELES TIMES AWARD
'When I look back on my childhood I wonder how I managed to survive at all. It was, of course, a miserable childhood: the happy childhood is hardly worth your while. Worse than the ordinary miserable childhood is the miserable Irish childhood, and worse yet is the miserable Irish Catholic childhood.'
"An astonishing book… completely mesmerising – you can open it almost at random and find writing to make you gasp."
SUE GAISFORD, 'Independent'
"My harrowing book of the year award goes to 'Angela's Ashes'… but it's well worth the haunt."
JOANNA TROLLOPE, 'Sunday Times'
"The most remarkable thing about Frank McCourt, apart from his survival, is his lack of sorrowfulness. 'Angela's Ashes' sings with irreverent Limerick wit. It makes you smile at the triumph of the storyteller, a tougher specimen who escaped Limerick's teeming alleys through intelligence and cunning and lived to tell the tale."
PENNY PERRICK, 'The Times'
"Writing in prose that's pictorial and tactile, lyrical and streetwise, Mr McCourt does for the town of Limerick what the young Joyce did for Dublin: he conjures the place for us with such intimacy that we feel we've walked its streets and crawled its pubs."
MIICHIKO KAKUTANI, 'New York Times'
"A moving and remarkable memoir."
WILLIAM TREVOR, 'Guardian' Books of the Year
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