I picked up this book expecting a book about Canada and since one of my daughters is at university there I thought I should educate myself. I was completely misled by the title; there's not a lot about Canada in this novel. I thought the novel was amazing though. Part One is certainly the best...
A digressive, long-winded, over-adjectived, frequently-hyphenated contemplation of the middle-aged, middle-classed, middle-of-the-road American...Frank Bascombe sets out to have a meeting with his ex-wife. Five immensely tedious reading hours later and nearly a third of the way through the book, ...
There’s a scene in the first chapter of The Sportswriter that lays bare the novel’s heart. Frank Bascombe and his ex-wife—referred to as X throughout—arrive home from a night out to find their house ransacked. In making a list of the missing items for the police, X finds letters from another woma...
Richard Ford’s Pulitzer Prize winning novel Independence Day, in my eyes, officially marks the author as the last and possibly greatest GMN* of the twentieth-century. I was impressed but not blown away by the first novel in his trilogy, The Sportswriter, in which we meet Frank Bascombe, a complic...
Every time I read this collection I enjoy it more than the last and become even more impressed with Ford’s ability to get so deep without seeming to. His beginnings are subtle, and his endings crackle with meaning. The middle of his stories oscillate between quiet moments that explode like depth ...
http://www.rockymountainnews.com/news...Adultery is new again in 'Sins'Ford rescues an old subject from the jaws of clicheJenny Shank, Special to the NewsPublished February 1, 2002 at midnightIn many ways, the literature of adultery hit its peak with Anna Karenina and went downhill from there, th...
Sono rimasto soddisfatto da questa mia prima lettura di Richard Ford.Donne e uomini è un libro costituito da un insieme di tre racconti accomunati dal dialogo interiore dei protagonisti.In particolar modo il primo e l’ultimo, intitolati rispettivamente Il donnaiolo e Occidentali, hanno molto in c...
Thousands streamed into the Town, a seething mass of pitiful men, women and children, carrying what little they had with them in carts and on the backs of livestock. Nobul and the rest of the Greencoats had watched them from Saviour’s Bridge, moving like a mass of slurry i...
He could hear their cries of pain and anger, and the clash of steel. Could smell the fear and blood on the air. His fists clenched and a low growl emanated from his throat, but still there was nothing he could do. Gaze as he might across the great river to the derelict city beyond, there was stil...
He was on his way to sit with Joséphine’s son, Léo, while Joséphine visited her lawyers to sign papers divorcing her husband. Later in the evening, he was taking her for a romantic dinner. Joséphine’s husband, Bernard, was a cheap novelist who’d published a scandalous book in which Joséphine figu...
It was an ancient and forbidden tongue, spewed forth by creatures that needed no vocal chords – not even mouths – to speak it. But here were the Cult of Legion, calling out to their abyssal lord in his own foul argot like they were natives of the Pit themselves. It could only be the Key of Lunos ...
His father went away in the day and came back in the evening, until Saturday when they went to visit a man his father had known in New Orleans, named Peewee McMorris, who had worked on oil derricks until another man had dropped an orange on his head accidentally from the top of the derrick, and a...
“I will show you a thing,” he said self-assuredly. The boulevard began to crowd with motorbikes and Zapotecs on foot as it approached the immediate plain of the Atoyac. There was a displeasing feel of rapid activity without a center to make it knowable, like a disaster are...