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In the stories that make up Oblivion , David Foster Wallace joins the rawest, most naked humanity with the infinite involutions of self-consciousness -- a combination that is dazzlingly, uniquely his. These are worlds undreamt of by any other mind. Only David Foster Wallace could convey a father's desperate loneliness by way of his son's daydreaming through a teacher's homicidal breakdown ( The Soul Is Not a Smithy ). Or could explore the deepest and most hilarious aspects of creativity by delineating the office politics surrounding a magazine profile of an artist who produces miniature sculptures in an anatomically inconceivable way ( The Suffering Channel ). Or capture the ache of love's breakdown in the painfully polite apologies of a man who believes his wife is hallucinating the sound of his snoring ( Oblivion ). Each of these stories is a complete world, as fully imagined as most entire novels, at once preposterously surreal and painfully immediate.
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Oblivion, David Foster Wallace
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- Pubblicato
- 2004
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- Titolo
- Oblivion
- Sottotitolo
- Stories
- Lingua
- Inglese
- Autori
- David Foster Wallace
- Editore
- Little, Brown and Company
- Pubblicato
- 2004
- Formato
- Copertina rigida
- Pagine
- 329
- ISBN10
- 0316919810
- ISBN13
- 9780316919814
- Serie
- Tag
- Narrativa, Narrativa contemporanea, Racconti, Letteratura Americana, Storie, 21° Secolo, Letteratura postmoderna, Realismo isterico
- Prima pubblicazione
- 2004
- Titolo originale
- Oblivion: Stories
- Valutazione
- 4,05 su 5
- Descrizione
- In the stories that make up Oblivion , David Foster Wallace joins the rawest, most naked humanity with the infinite involutions of self-consciousness -- a combination that is dazzlingly, uniquely his. These are worlds undreamt of by any other mind. Only David Foster Wallace could convey a father's desperate loneliness by way of his son's daydreaming through a teacher's homicidal breakdown ( The Soul Is Not a Smithy ). Or could explore the deepest and most hilarious aspects of creativity by delineating the office politics surrounding a magazine profile of an artist who produces miniature sculptures in an anatomically inconceivable way ( The Suffering Channel ). Or capture the ache of love's breakdown in the painfully polite apologies of a man who believes his wife is hallucinating the sound of his snoring ( Oblivion ). Each of these stories is a complete world, as fully imagined as most entire novels, at once preposterously surreal and painfully immediate.