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'I thought: opera, how hard can it be? Songs. Pretty girls dancing. Nice scenery. Lots of people handing over cash. Got to be better than the cut-throat world of yoghurt, I thought. Now everwhere I go there's...' Death, to be precise. And plenty of it. In unpleasant variations. This isn't real life. This isn't even cheesemongering. It's opera. Where the music matters and where an opera house is being terrorised by a man in evening dress with a white mask, lurking in the shadows, occasionally killing people, and most worryingly, sending little notes, writing maniacal laughter with five exclamation marks. Opera can do that to a man. In such circumstances, life has obviously reached that desperate point where the wrong thing to do has to be the right thing to do...
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Maskerade, Terry Pratchett
- Lingua
- Pubblicato
- 2005
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- (In brossura)
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- Titolo
- Maskerade
- Lingua
- Inglese
- Autori
- Terry Pratchett
- Editore
- Corgi
- Pubblicato
- 2005
- Formato
- In brossura
- Pagine
- 368
- ISBN10
- 0552153230
- ISBN13
- 9780552153232
- Serie
- Mondo Disco
- Tag
- Narrativa, Fantasy, Umorismo, Fantascienza, Omicidi, Science fantasy, Regali per gli uomini, Commedie, Streghe, Satira, Fantascienza Umoristica, Fantasy umoristica, Mondo Disco, Golem, Ankh-Morpork, Guardia cittadina
- Prima pubblicazione
- 1995
- Titolo originale
- Maskerade
- Valutazione
- 4,15 su 5
- Descrizione
- 'I thought: opera, how hard can it be? Songs. Pretty girls dancing. Nice scenery. Lots of people handing over cash. Got to be better than the cut-throat world of yoghurt, I thought. Now everwhere I go there's...' Death, to be precise. And plenty of it. In unpleasant variations. This isn't real life. This isn't even cheesemongering. It's opera. Where the music matters and where an opera house is being terrorised by a man in evening dress with a white mask, lurking in the shadows, occasionally killing people, and most worryingly, sending little notes, writing maniacal laughter with five exclamation marks. Opera can do that to a man. In such circumstances, life has obviously reached that desperate point where the wrong thing to do has to be the right thing to do...