-Titulo Original : Ghosts The Top 10 Sunday Times Bestseller
-Fabricante :
Penguin
-Descripcion Original:
The bold and boundlessly original debut novel from the Oscar®-winning screenwriter of Being John Malkovich, Adaptation, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, and Synecdoche, New York.LONGLISTED FOR THE CENTER FOR FICTION FIRST NOVEL PRIZE * “A dyspeptic satire that owes much to Kurt Vonnegut and Thomas Pynchon . . . propelled by Kaufman’s deep imagination, considerable writing ability and bull’s-eye wit.-The Washington Post“An astonishing creation . . . riotously funny . . . an exceptionally good [book].”-The New York Times Book Review * “Kaufman is a master of language . . . a sight to behold.”-NPR NAMED ONE OF THE BEST BOOKS OF THE YEAR BY NPR AND MEN’S HEALTH B. Rosenberger Rosenberg, neurotic and underappreciated film critic (failed academic, filmmaker, paramour, shoe salesman who sleeps in a sock drawer), stumbles upon a hitherto unseen film made by an enigmatic outsider-a film he’s convinced will change his career trajectory and rock the world of cinema to its core. His hands on what is possibly the greatest movie ever made-a three-month-long stop-motion masterpiece that took its reclusive auteur ninety years to complete-B. knows that it is his mission to show it to the rest of humanity. The only problem: The film is destroyed, leaving him the sole witness to its inadvertently ephemeral genius. All that’s left of this work of art is a single frame from which B. must somehow attempt to recall the film that just might be the last great hope of civilization. Thus begins a mind-boggling journey through the hilarious nightmarescape of a psyche as lushly Kafkaesque as it is atrophied by the relentless spew of Twitter. Desperate to impose order on an increasingly nonsensical existence, trapped in a self-imposed prison of aspirational victimhood and degeneratively inclusive language, B. scrambles to re-create the lost masterwork while attempting to keep pace with an ever-fracturing culture of “likes” and arbitrary denunciations that are simultaneously his bete noire and his raison d’etre. A searing indictment of the modern world, Antkind is a richly layered meditation on art, time, memory, identity, comedy, and the very nature of existence itself-the grain of truth at the heart of every joke. Review “There is something about this book’s extravagantly appointed lunacy that makes the lunacy of real life feel (briefly) more manageable.”-The Wall Street Journal“Outrageously funny . . . a dyspeptic satire that owes much to Kurt Vonnegut and Thomas Pynchon . . . propelled by Kaufman’s deep imagination, considerable writing ability and bull’s-eye wit.”-The Washington Post“An astonishing creation . . . riotously funny . . . exceptionally good.”-The New York Times Book Review“A sight to behold . . . Kaufman is a master of language.”-NPRKaufman successfully blends the brain-wrapping narrative complexity of a Reddit wormhole with the laugh-a-page aplomb of Kurt Vonnegut.”-Entertainment Weekly“Antkind is Kaufman pushing himself to every formal and social limit, no holds barred, bleak and devastating, yet marvelous.”-Los Angeles Review of Books“This is a whopper of a book, bursting with the driest of humor, the strangest of scenarios, and the most brilliant of observations. It is wholly original, maddening, and marvelous.”-Susan Orlean, author of The Library BookAntkind is unbridled Kaufman energy and wit coming up against the limits of the imagination itself: discursive, subversive, and genuinely funny.-Joshua Ferris, author of Then We Came to the End “Each page is so stuffed with invention, audacity, and hilarity, it feels like an act of defiance. Antkind is a fever dream you don’t want to be shaken awake from, a thrill ride that veers down stranger and stranger alleys until you find yourself in a reality so kaleidoscopic you will question your own sanity.”-Maria Semple, author of Where’d You Go, Bernadette“Magnificent, genius, enraging, mysterious, joyous, terrifying, and, above all, hilarious! W
-Fabricante :
Penguin
-Descripcion Original:
The bold and boundlessly original debut novel from the Oscar®-winning screenwriter of Being John Malkovich, Adaptation, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, and Synecdoche, New York.LONGLISTED FOR THE CENTER FOR FICTION FIRST NOVEL PRIZE * “A dyspeptic satire that owes much to Kurt Vonnegut and Thomas Pynchon . . . propelled by Kaufman’s deep imagination, considerable writing ability and bull’s-eye wit.-The Washington Post“An astonishing creation . . . riotously funny . . . an exceptionally good [book].”-The New York Times Book Review * “Kaufman is a master of language . . . a sight to behold.”-NPR NAMED ONE OF THE BEST BOOKS OF THE YEAR BY NPR AND MEN’S HEALTH B. Rosenberger Rosenberg, neurotic and underappreciated film critic (failed academic, filmmaker, paramour, shoe salesman who sleeps in a sock drawer), stumbles upon a hitherto unseen film made by an enigmatic outsider-a film he’s convinced will change his career trajectory and rock the world of cinema to its core. His hands on what is possibly the greatest movie ever made-a three-month-long stop-motion masterpiece that took its reclusive auteur ninety years to complete-B. knows that it is his mission to show it to the rest of humanity. The only problem: The film is destroyed, leaving him the sole witness to its inadvertently ephemeral genius. All that’s left of this work of art is a single frame from which B. must somehow attempt to recall the film that just might be the last great hope of civilization. Thus begins a mind-boggling journey through the hilarious nightmarescape of a psyche as lushly Kafkaesque as it is atrophied by the relentless spew of Twitter. Desperate to impose order on an increasingly nonsensical existence, trapped in a self-imposed prison of aspirational victimhood and degeneratively inclusive language, B. scrambles to re-create the lost masterwork while attempting to keep pace with an ever-fracturing culture of “likes” and arbitrary denunciations that are simultaneously his bete noire and his raison d’etre. A searing indictment of the modern world, Antkind is a richly layered meditation on art, time, memory, identity, comedy, and the very nature of existence itself-the grain of truth at the heart of every joke. Review “There is something about this book’s extravagantly appointed lunacy that makes the lunacy of real life feel (briefly) more manageable.”-The Wall Street Journal“Outrageously funny . . . a dyspeptic satire that owes much to Kurt Vonnegut and Thomas Pynchon . . . propelled by Kaufman’s deep imagination, considerable writing ability and bull’s-eye wit.”-The Washington Post“An astonishing creation . . . riotously funny . . . exceptionally good.”-The New York Times Book Review“A sight to behold . . . Kaufman is a master of language.”-NPRKaufman successfully blends the brain-wrapping narrative complexity of a Reddit wormhole with the laugh-a-page aplomb of Kurt Vonnegut.”-Entertainment Weekly“Antkind is Kaufman pushing himself to every formal and social limit, no holds barred, bleak and devastating, yet marvelous.”-Los Angeles Review of Books“This is a whopper of a book, bursting with the driest of humor, the strangest of scenarios, and the most brilliant of observations. It is wholly original, maddening, and marvelous.”-Susan Orlean, author of The Library BookAntkind is unbridled Kaufman energy and wit coming up against the limits of the imagination itself: discursive, subversive, and genuinely funny.-Joshua Ferris, author of Then We Came to the End “Each page is so stuffed with invention, audacity, and hilarity, it feels like an act of defiance. Antkind is a fever dream you don’t want to be shaken awake from, a thrill ride that veers down stranger and stranger alleys until you find yourself in a reality so kaleidoscopic you will question your own sanity.”-Maria Semple, author of Where’d You Go, Bernadette“Magnificent, genius, enraging, mysterious, joyous, terrifying, and, above all, hilarious! W



