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- The Crimson Petal and the White (199)
- By Michel Faber
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- Il nome della rosa (30402)
- By Umberto Eco
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Un romanzo che intrattiene il lettore con intrighi e complotti, ma che gli permtte anche di ritrovare sé stesso niente meno che in un'abbazia del trecento. La penna è quella di uno studioso che ha letteralemente dominato un campo di indagine come la semiotica con la maestria dei letterati d'altri te ... (continue)
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- Stello (1)
- By Alfred de Vigny
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Stello apre una porta che dà su un mondo caotico e pauroso: la psiche romantica, che ad essere sinceri è la stessa psiche di noi postmoderni, cinici sì, ma agitati dalle stesse ansie e preoccupazioni metafisiche dei nostri antentati ottocenteschi. Le storie in esso contenute sono delle vere e propri ... (continue)
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- The French Lieutenant's Woman (22)
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A book that ought to be read at least once. Its plot, its language, its characters, all in it breathes fiction and yet is more real than reality itself. It has all the features of a great book blended in a somewhat blurry yet beguiling mixture.
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- The Waves (239)
- By Virginia Woolf
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The single most extraordinary book ever written by the author. Its form is absolutely perfect, it sounds like pure music. The content is life itself, seen from all its possible angles.
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The Crimson Petal and the White
Reading The Crimson Petal and the White is a surreal experience. It has the rare ability in a postmodern novel to transfer you to the Victorian London without bumps in the road, no evidence of being carried there, not even intentional. It could be easily been associated with the major realist text o ... (continue)
Reading The Crimson Petal and the White is a surreal experience. It has the rare ability in a postmodern novel to transfer you to the Victorian London without bumps in the road, no evidence of being carried there, not even intentional. It could be easily been associated with the major realist text of the XIX century. It is not important to know what fate has decided for Sugar, what is really important is to keep on reading, keep on meeting the fascinating and at times disturbing inhabitants of that luminous yet bleak conglomerate of souls which is the fin de siècle London.
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