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Pillars of Hercules written by Paul Theroux Studio : Ballantine Books by Ballantine Books Release Date : 1996-10-29 Publisher : Ballantine Books Released : 1996-10-29 Availability : Usually ships in 1-2 business days Number of Items : 1 EAN : 9780449910856 Avg. Customer Rating: (based on 38 reviews)
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"DAZZLING." --Time "[THEROUX'S] WORK IS DISTINGUISHED BY A SPLENDID EYE FOR DETAIL AND THE TELLING GESTURE; a storyteller's sense of pacing and gift for granting closure to the most subtle progression of events; and the graceful use of language. . . . We are delighted, along with Theroux, by the politeness of the Turks, amazed by the mountainous highlands in Syria, touched by the gesture of an Albanian waitress who will not let him pay for his modest meal. . . . The Pillars of Hercules [is] engrossing and enlightening from start (a damning account of tourists annoying the apes of Gibraltar) to finish (an utterly captivating visit with Paul Bowles in Tangier, worth the price of the book all by itself)." --Chicago Tribune "ENTERTAINING READING . . . WHEN YOU READ THEROUX, YOU'RE TRULY ON A TRIP." --The Boston Sunday Globe "HIS PICARESQUE NARRATIVE IS STUDDED WITH SCENES THAT STICK IN THE MIND. He looks at strangers with a novelist's eye, and his portraits are pleasantly tinged with malice." --The Washington Post Book World "THEROUX AT HIS BEST . . . An armchair trip with Theroux is sometimes dark, but always a delight." --Playboy "AS SATISFYING AS A GLASS OF COOL WINE ON A DUSTY CALABRIAN AFTERNOON . . . With his effortless writing style, observant eye, and take-no-prisoners approach, Theroux is in top form chronicling this 18-month circuit of the Mediterranean." --Kirkus Reviews (starred review)
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Paul Theroux has developed one of travel writing's most identifiable styles: always the foreigner, always a bit apart, slightly irascible, but perfectly observant. At last he has ventured to one of the most traveled places on earth, and returned with his most exhilarating, revealing, and eloquent travel book. In this modern version of the Grand Tour, Theroux sets off from Gibraltar, one of the fabled Pillars of Hercules, on a glorious journey around the shores of the Mediterranean. |
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A Great Book on the Mediterranean Seaboard |
I instantly became intrigued the minute I opened up this book. It is a wonderful chronicle of one man's adventures as he circumnavigates the shores of the captivating Mediterranean Sea. I could really imagine myself being in his coat pocket as he made his way around and about the many countries that form the shores of this mysterious sea.
The author is a very genuine human being and comes across very sincere in his recounting of his unconventional route about. As a fancier of history, culture, foreign politics, and geography this book had me quite compelled through and throughout. I didn't want it to end!
The book has staying power. Right there on my shelf as it would be a hard one to let loan or otherwise part with.
I'm very glad I found it, and will no doubt seek out other books by this author.
And I am very anxious now to make my own way into the Mediterranean! |
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Don't waste your time |
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Please don't waste your time with this book. Theroux proves to be narrow minded, constantly negative, and regularly insensitive or incorrect in his portrayal of each region's history (his summery of modern Greece in particular was just painful). Which is a shame because he traveled to many very interesting places, he just seems to have been mostly interested in complaining about the pan handelers that bothered him in each of them. The start really says it all, when he decries the horrors of middle-class beach tourism (very original) and then proceeds to travel up the Costa del Sol in Spain, one of the heaviest beach resort areas in the world. I'm sure you'll be shocked to hear that he didn't like it, lol. Further, everything is shaded by a disdainful and superior attitude towards everyone he met...except fellow writers of course who were always "well respected". Maybe this overawes and "educates" some people, but as an intellectual myself who has traveled to some of these places also it just seems like the kind of elitist crap that gives the educated a bad name. Maybe his other books are good, he can certainly write, but I'll never read them after this one. |
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Vintage Theroux |
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As expected, another wonderful travel book from a master, this time spiced with some biting observations of the moneyed tourist class. |
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A gorgeous bit of writing. |
I have read five of Paul Theroux's travel books: The Great Railway Bazaar, The Kingdom by the Sea, The Old Patagonian Express, Travel Fiend and now The Pillars of Hercules. I can say without a doubt, that this is my favorite travelogue of his. The book is concise and knowledgable and shows erudition lacking in most travelogues.
It is a total learning experience. I have looked up more words in this book than in most books I read. And I really appreciate that. He doesn't write books for people who are looking to read about the surface of a culture, or who just want the interesting bits revealed to them. He writes books for people that are truly interested and will take the time to learn all that he supplies the reader.
And I think this is his crowning achievement! |
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Filled with great stuff |
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Well, I just enjoy listening to (reading) what this guy talks (writes) about in his travels. An example (just one of many, many) is about the Mafia Monks. Seriously! Their nefarious activities "never prevented their hearing confessions, saying masses, or preaching at funerals - in one case, the monk in question saying a funeral high mass and preaching piously over the body of a man he had ordered killed." And I like the way he talks to ordinary people on the street and gets their point of view. Yes, it's a topsy-turvy world, but it sure beats the artificial world of fiction. I just visited Las Vegas. People wasting their lives chasing the jackpot, the fantasy world. Well, to each his own. But Paul Theroux tells it like it is - nutty, maybe, but that's the reality. |
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