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Lädt ... Now and Then: From Coney Island to Herevon Joseph Heller
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The demented Army Air Force of Catch-22, the lethal business world of Something Happened, the dysfunctional family of Good as Gold - all these, we have assumed, had their roots in Joseph Heller's own past. Now, more than thirty-five years after the explosion of Catch-22 into the world's consciousness, Heller gives us his life. Here is his Coney Island childhood, down the block from the world's most famous amusement park. It was the height of the Depression, it was a fatherless family, yet little Joey Heller had a terrific time - on the boardwalk, in the ocean (dangerously out of his depth), playing follow-the-leader in and out of local bars, even in school. Then a series of jobs, from delivering telegrams (on his first bike) to working in a navy yard - until Pearl Harbor, the air force, Italy. And after the war, college (undreamed-of before the G.I. Bill), teaching, Madison Avenue, marriage, and - always - writing. And finally the spectacular success of Catch-22, launching one of the great literary careers. Keine Bibliotheksbeschreibungen gefunden. |
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I loved Catch 22 and I wanted to love this, but the non-sequential structure that underpins that seminal book reoccurs here and it just doesn't work. The events he jumps back and forth between are simply too unmemorable. Heller has lead an interesting life so why he downplays his airforce days and chooses to devote so much time to a dull childhood, flavourless descriptions of bus rides and tiresome sessions with psychiatrists is beyond me. Just as we're getting to some great stuff about Coney Island hoodlums the book ends.
I can only relate reading Now and Then to walking past a Michelin-starred restaurant, smelling the fine flavours emanating from its kitchens but never being allowed in to taste them. Heller won't let us in either. ( )