Fülszöveg
'Born in sweaty, fetid eighteenth-century Paris, Grenouille
is distinctive even in infancy. He has "the finest nose in
Paris and no personal odour". With wit, a Gothic
imagination and considerable originality, Siiskind has
developed this simple idea into a fantastic tale of murder
and twisted eroticism controlled by a disgusted loathing
of humanity . . . Clever, stylish, absorbing and well worth
reading' — Literary Review
'An astonishing tour de force both in concept and execution' - Guardian
'His reeking pages offer not only a rattling good treatise on scent
manufacture, but a sly denunciation of human depravity, an exercise in
the chillingly surreal and an excursion into the stink and sweetness of
old France' - David Hughes in the Mail on Sunday
'An appalling Lebenslauf, which permits the reader to prowl the streets
and alleys of eighteenth-century France . . . Until the very last page, the
masterly blend of delirious self-disgust and bland irony never falters'
-...
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Fülszöveg
'Born in sweaty, fetid eighteenth-century Paris, Grenouille
is distinctive even in infancy. He has "the finest nose in
Paris and no personal odour". With wit, a Gothic
imagination and considerable originality, Siiskind has
developed this simple idea into a fantastic tale of murder
and twisted eroticism controlled by a disgusted loathing
of humanity . . . Clever, stylish, absorbing and well worth
reading' — Literary Review
'An astonishing tour de force both in concept and execution' - Guardian
'His reeking pages offer not only a rattling good treatise on scent
manufacture, but a sly denunciation of human depravity, an exercise in
the chillingly surreal and an excursion into the stink and sweetness of
old France' - David Hughes in the Mail on Sunday
'An appalling Lebenslauf, which permits the reader to prowl the streets
and alleys of eighteenth-century France . . . Until the very last page, the
masterly blend of delirious self-disgust and bland irony never falters'
- Sunday Times
'A meditation on the nature of death, desire and decay a remarkable
debut' - Peter Ackroyd in The New York Times Book Review
The cover shows a detail from Nymph and Satyr by Antoine Watteau in the Louvre, Paris
(Photo Bridgeman Art Library)
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