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Title | : | The Road to Los Angeles (The Saga of Arturo Bandini #2) |
Author | : | John Fante |
Book Format | : | Paperback |
Book Edition | : | Anniversary Edition |
Pages | : | Pages: 167 pages |
Published | : | January 1st 2002 by Ecco (first published 1985) |
Categories | : | Fiction. Novels. Classics. Literature. American. The United States Of America |
John Fante
Paperback | Pages: 167 pages Rating: 3.83 | 5438 Users | 292 Reviews
Relation During Books The Road to Los Angeles (The Saga of Arturo Bandini #2)
From the Editorial Note:This novel introduces Fante's alter ego Arturo Bandini who reappears in Wait Until Spring, Bandini (1938), Ask the Dust (1939), and Dreams from Bunker Hill (1982). The manuscript was discovered among John Fante's papers after his death in May, 1983 by his widow Joyce, and now may be included in that short, distinguished list of important first novels by American authors.
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Original Title: | The Road to Los Ángeles |
ISBN: | 0876856490 (ISBN13: 9780876856499) |
Edition Language: | English |
Series: | The Saga of Arturo Bandini #2 |
Setting: | Los Angeles, California(United States) |
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Ratings: 3.83 From 5438 Users | 292 ReviewsNotice Regarding Books The Road to Los Angeles (The Saga of Arturo Bandini #2)
There are the roads we choose and there are the roads we walk and there are the walks of lifeOh Spengler! What a book! What weight! Like the Los Angeles Telephone Directory. Day after day I read it, never understanding it, never caring either, but reading it because I liked one growling word after another marching across pages with somber mysterious rumblings.Riotously ambitious, wildly egotistic, possessed with the severe angst of youth, ridden with delirious fantasies, obsessed with thethis reminds me a lot of confederacy of dunces...so if you like that book, you will love this one. i am not such a fan of that kind of character, i am not sure why some people find him so funny but there are other redeeming/actually funny things that happen in this book. i haven't explored the rest of john fante so maybe i will appreciate this book more if i read more - or so i understand.
I'm glad that is over. There were bright spots - little ones. I'm glad I read 'Wait Until Spring, Bandini' first. That is a great book.This became so tedious as Arturo would drone on and on about his fantasies and how great he was, and he was a writer, beyond all others in intellect and wit.I know the book is about a kid, who has a way to go to maturity, but my God, there were passages that made my head almost explode.Internally I was yelling at Arturo, "get on with it, please your killing me".
Dang. I mean, I liked this, but I felt pretty awful reading it. There's no real narrative drive, so the only thing keeping you going is basically to see what this narcissistic, racist, misogynisticbasically psychopathicnarrator will do next. And it's not like he's going around killing people or burning down buildings, but just basically being an asshole. I laughed a few times, sure, and I also cringed a bunch. The fact (or anyway, the rumor/ideaI don't really know anything about Fante) that
There are the roads we choose and there are the roads we walk and there are the walks of lifeOh Spengler! What a book! What weight! Like the Los Angeles Telephone Directory. Day after day I read it, never understanding it, never caring either, but reading it because I liked one growling word after another marching across pages with somber mysterious rumblings.Riotously ambitious, wildly egotistic, possessed with the severe angst of youth, ridden with delirious fantasies, obsessed with the
What was the antecedent to today's asshole Rick and Morty fan? It was apparently the devoted follower of Spengler and Mencken back in the 1930s (as well as Nietzsche, of course -- the perennial philosophy of teenage boydom). Unlike the other Bandini novels, I was laughing at him here, and he deserved to be laughed at, but the damn thing never came together properly. It was just a teenage dipshit with a thesaurus, the sort that even I, Nietzsche-spouting blowhard that I was, would have mocked and
If the book were any longer, I might have given it two stars. Since it was only 166 pages, I can't be too mad at it. This was Fante's first novel written in the Bandini Quartet, but was the last to be published. I'm a continuity stickler, so I struggled with the different family, circumstances and location of this family compared to the one in "Wait Until Spring, Bandini". The main character is just hard to spend any time with due to his immaturity and grandiosity. The writing can be spotty and
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