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Lädt ... Der Tag, an dem der Italiener in mir erwachte. (2005)von Phil Doran
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Melde dich bei LibraryThing an um herauszufinden, ob du dieses Buch mögen würdest. Keine aktuelle Diskussion zu diesem Buch. This book was given to me as a gift, so I knew that it had to be good. It is not my sort of genre at all, but this memoir reads like fiction, and it's humorous as well. Phil Doran describes the people in the tiny village of Cambione in Tuscany so brilliantly, it made me want to meet them all. And seeing it through Doran's jaded American eyes, made it all the more fun. This was a very enjoyable read that was amusing as well as informative, and the food and wine described make it even more delicious Thank you so much for the gift. It was a delight. I really enjoyed this book. The author is, as he relates in the story, a screenwriter and when his wife acquired the abandoned house in Italy where she hoped Phil would be able to retire, relax, and let go of the compulsive Hollywood lifestyle which was likely to cause his premature demise, he found it hard to stop hounding his agent with his latest screenplay. But gradually, with much resistance, he began to settle in. He recounts stories of his neighbours and acquaintances in a style which is light, amusing, and makes it clear but not obtrusively obvious that names have been changed (his highly temperamental neighbour, for instance, is called Vesuvia) and events fictionalised. When I turned to the back flap of the jacket and carefully read his capsule biography, I realised that this book was reminding me of the Bob Newhart Show, with Phil Doran cast as Bob. I probably saw some of the episodes he wrote. Unlike Under the Tuscan Sun, which basically had no story arc (when I heard it was made into a movie, I said, How? Two people fix up a house, there is dust and spiders. No story!), Doran has written this with conflict, resolution, and happy ending. It's basically screen-ready, and I hope Doran's agent sells it to a movie company. It would be a pleasant comedic film. Excellent book. Funny, touching, and slightly irreverent look at an American living in Tuscany. I was reading this book as my second non-fiction book (my secondary book as my current fiction book is always my primary book) and this book starting getting more attention than the primary one. Really good read. Made me want to move to the European countryside. keine Rezensionen | Rezension hinzufügen
Rising From The Mist in the sun-blushed hills of Tuscany is Il Piccolo Rustico, a 300-year-old stone farmhouse that Nancy Doran dreams of lovingly restoring into an idlyllic home. All her husband Phil can see is a crumbling money pit that, as far as dreams go, is more of a nightmare. Reluctantly leaving behind high -octane, air-conditioned Los Angeles where he lives and works as a writer-producer, Phil is uprooted to a strange country intoxicated by O sole mio, virgin olive oil and oak-aged Chianti. The local village reveals itself to be a hive of seething passions, secrets and age-old blood feuds, and the newcomers find that life is not all strolls around town during the passagiato and relaxing under the awnings of picturesque cafes. Beset by a rift of exasperating challenges - from the cunning tricks of the Pinatore family to an infuriating Byzantine Italian bureaucracy - it is only with an inspired touch of the 'Inner Italian' that Phil and Nancy finally manage to soften the hearts of their neighbours and are embraced by the community. Keine Bibliotheksbeschreibungen gefunden. |
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While much of the earlier parts revolve around the author's wife trying to convince him to give up the helter-skelter life of an L.A. TV writer, eventually he moves on to describing the Tuscan people, places and customs around the town of Cambione, and it is here where the book shines. Just from descriptions of the food I think I gained ten pounds.
The Italian life is a slower-paced one (as long as you're off the highways) than almost anywhere in America. Following the author's transition from a frantic writer straniero (foreigner) to a calm (unless he's driving), accepted resident of this wonderful slice of Italy was delightful. ( )