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The New York Trilogy

The New York Trilogy

Häftad bok. Faber & Faber. 2011. 320 sidor.

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ISBN
9780571276653
Titel
The New York Trilogy
Författare
Auster, Paul
Förlag
Faber & Faber
Utgivningsår
2011
Omfång
320 sidor
Bandtyp
Pocket
Mått
126 x 198 mm Ryggbredd 19 mm
Vikt
260 g
Språk
English
Baksidestext
'One of the great American prose stylists of our time.' New York Times

'Auster really does possess the wand of the enchanter.' New York Review of Books

The New York Trilogy is perhaps the most astonishing work by one of America's most consistently astonishing writers. The Trilogy is three cleverly interconnected novels that exploit the elements of standard detective fiction and achieve a new genre that is all the more gripping for its starkness. It is a riveting work of detective fiction worthy of Raymond Chandler, and at the same time a profound and unsettling existentialist enquiry in the tradition of Kafka or Borges. In each story the search for clues leads to remarkable coincidences in the universe as the simple act of trailing a man ultimately becomes a startling investigation of what it means to be human. The New York Trilogy is the modern novel at its finest: a truly bold and arresting work of fiction with something to transfix and astound every reader.

'Marks a new departure for the American novel.' Observer

'A shatteringly clever piece of work . . . Utterly gripping, written with an acid sharpness that leaves an indelible dent in the back of the mind.' Sunday Telegraph