J'ai bien aimé ce livre. L'histoire est intéressante et le message vraiment sympa. Néanmoins le langage "djeuns" utilisé pendant tout le début du livre par une des protagonistes est vraiment trop. Je ne sais pas si dans la version anglaise cela se ressent pareil mais là c'était vraiment lourd. Mê...
Mary is a down to earth 12-year-old girl. Or at least she thought so until she began seeing the ghost of her dead great-grandmother. After several odd encounters Mary finally learns that Tansey wants to see her daughter, Emer. And she needs Mary's help to do it. There's a problem: Emer's been in ...
Last Roddy Doyle book I read was Paddy Clarke, which I liked a lot. The first 100 pages of this one didn't really work for me - I'm not crazy about throwing fictional and non-fictional characters into the same story. But it picks up nicely after that -- Doyle's prose is lean and physical (cant'...
We get short conversations between two unnamed friends sitting having a pint and chatting in a Dublin pub.Great fun to read and although it is a slim volume I don't doubt I'll be picking it up every so often just to read another few pages again.The language is what you would expect to hear in a w...
Our author records a series of discussions, rants and beer chats from two blokes in an Irish bar over a year (2011/2012). They solve world problems (the Euro, the crash), world mysteries (where Gadaffi is - hint: he's a cleaner at Dublin Airport) and sports challenges. They talk about their kids ...
This is an exuberantly narrated novel, the rambling vibrant words of 10-year-old Patrick (Paddy) Clarke, with long stretches of dialogue and conversation perfectly set down. Roddy Doyle uses the voice of young Paddy Clarke, and his sensibility, to tell a story that is full of life and innocence ...
These are a very cordial 3 stars - I liked this book a lot but the fact of it being a near verbatim memoir meant that it didn't have a great arc or drive or anything that made it a fantastic book. Furthermore, the life of a regular lady and guy over the course of 20th century Ireland is not a sub...
Roddy Doyle - The Woman Who Walked Into Doors. “Broken nose. Loose teeth. Cracked ribs. Broken finger. Black eyes. I don’t know how many; I once had two at the same time, one fading, the other new. Shoulders, elbows, knees, wrists. Stitches in my mouth. Stitches on my chin. A ruptured eardrum. Bu...
Non aggiunge molto all'ormai cospicua bibliografia di Roddy Doyle questa (penultima, credo) opera dello scrittore dublinese DOC: si tratta in qualche modo del seguito di "La donna che sbatteva nelle porte", dura storia di miserie e maltrattamenti domestici nell'Irlanda degli anni '90.Ora la prota...
Fucking in fiction: are you for or against? I only ask because Roddy Doyle's frequent use of the F-word might cause even Gordon Ramsay to turn salmon-pink. Bad language as a shock tactic often falls flat, but sometimes profanity signals credibility. So thumbs up for The Deportees; If you're looki...
I am water. I need to flow. I don’t have the leisure of thought; I don’t have the capacity of it. I am a part of the picture. I flow to the edge of a cliff and I fall, I swerve and dance besides mountains and fields, I am guided by the rocks and pebbles. I entertain sundry for a dip into my wetne...
As much as I liked The Commitments, the first novel in Roddy Doyle’s Barrytown Trilogy, The Snapper – book two – is much more satisfying. It’s just as funny and profane, but it has more emotional depth, an amusing if troubling mystery and characters who feel alive and authentic.It focuses on Sh...