From Christopher Moore, author of Fluke, comes a quirky, irreverent novel of love, myth, metaphysics, outlaw biking, angst, and outrageous redemption.
As a boy growing up in Montana, he was Samson Hunts Alone -- until a deadly misunderstanding with the law forced him to flee the Crow reservation at age fifteen. Today he is Samuel Hunter, a successful Santa Barbara insurance salesman with a Mercedes, a condo, and a hollow, invented life. Then one day, shortly after his thirty-fifth birthday, destiny offers him the dangerous gift of love -- in the exquisite form of Calliope Kincaid -- and a curse in the unheralded appearance of an ancient Indian god by the name of Coyote. Coyote, the trickster, has arrived to transform tranquillity into chaos, to reawaken the mystical storyteller within Sam ... and to seriously screw up his existence in the process.
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Il secondo romanzo di Christopher Moore è colpevolmente assente dalle librerie da parecchio tempo; mi sono dovuto rivolgere al mercato collezionistico per recuperare una copia della (credo) unica edizione italiana del '93.
Purtroppo, la traduzione ha fatto sfracelli, storpiando o traducendo letteralmente nomi proprii inglesi, inventandosi trattorie da camionisti lungo le autostrade del West e inserendo refusi a go-go.
Tralasciando questo non piccolo particolare, il libro è avvincente e i personaggi sono da amare dal primo all'ultimo.
Coyote è un dio anticamente venerato dalla tribù di nativi americani dei Corvi, un dio casinista e un po' porcello ma che non esita a venire in aiuto del protagonista quando questi si innamora di una ragazza un po' naif.
I was expecting something more funny, but it was an amusing book with plenty of North American Myth and spirts... helpers'?.
The writing is good, it's funny, and yet it was easy to put down. Just not as good as some of his other books.
