Gira a vuoto, senza sapere dove andare.
Mi ha fatto sorridere il fatto che, tra i ringraziamenti, Cave si scusi con la Minogue e Avril Lavigne: si è accorto di averle sparate grosse.
wrote just like cave's music: a punch in the stomach, but with a nice sweet smile...
doesn't hurt, if you understand this smile
Cruel, yet so sensitive. Strongly reminds me of the best J.T. Leroy and could as well be the screenplay for a movie by Quentin Tarantino, with that wise mixture of raw crudity and psychological insight. The prose flows unstoppably from the beginning straight till the end - you almost eat up this book.
I didn't know what to expect from Nick Cave as a writer - I knew (and loved) him solely as a musician. Well, he definitely passed the exam, as far as I'm concerned. He's striking and sublime. I really enjoyed his way of writing (so wild and poetic!) and his great inventiveness. I love how he made up the main characters and traced their human frailties, hesitations and utmost desires. Even minor characters were full of Cave's insight for human psychology.
It's like Bukovski (or, better, the book that Bukovksi wrote when he was running out of ideas) with a touch of a medieval morality play. Why aren't you just happy with being my favorite rock singer, Nick? Why?
A character to hate, a character to love. A fucking obsessed pervert, a remorseful father. A peculiar and special child to take care. A life-travel through excesses, desperation, illusions until a tragic end. In a way you don't expect. Nick Cave you are great!...Continua