Wu Ming-Yi
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天橋上的魔術師 (Traditional Chinese Edition) 2 exemplaren
Chiếc Xe Đạp Mất Cắp 1 exemplaar
天橋上的魔術師圖像版[小莊 卷] 1 exemplaar
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Algemene kennis
- Pseudoniemen en naamsvarianten
- 吳明益
- Geboortedatum
- 1971-06-20
- Geslacht
- male
- Nationaliteit
- Taiwan
- Land (voor op de kaart)
- Taiwan
- Geboorteplaats
- Taoyuan, Taiwan
- Woonplaatsen
- Taipei, Taiwan
- Opleiding
- Fu-Jen Catholic University (BA, Marketing)
National Central University (PhD, Chinese Literature)
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- Populariteit
- #70,285
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If you read Paul Fulcher's review at Goodreads, you can see that he was really impressed, and so were the judges who longlisted the book for the 2018 Man Booker Interational. It won the Taiwan Literary Award 2015 and the 2015 China Times Open Book Award too, so I am the one who is out-of-step on this one. I respect Paul's opinion and the judges', so I think that it's a case of the wrong book for me at this time.
Part of the problem is that there is more about bicycles than most of us really want to know. Yes, occasionally that's interesting: if you've ever marvelled at the size and variety of goods transported on bicycles in places like Indonesia, many of them are using repurposed war bicycles that were designed by the Japanese to carry weaponry along with their soldiers carving a way through the jungles of Southeast Asia. But as to the details of brands and designs that feature in so many pages of text labelled Bike Notes, well...
The text is intentionally discursive, and there are pastiches from different informants tracked down by the narrator on his quest. But the digression into the disgusting practice of killing butterflies to use for making pictures was repellent, and the long and sentimental story of the oldest elephant was tiresome, and I had read enough about the Pacific War to be familiar already with most of what was recounted there. By the time I was half way through I had devised my own scenario for the father's disappearance and kept going only out of a stubborn ambition to finish the first novel that I've come across from a Taiwanese author, and the first set in Taiwan.… (meer)