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Τοστ Ζαμπόν

Charles Bukowski Γιώργος Μπλάνας / Mar 29, 2020

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  • Author: Charles Bukowski Γιώργος Μπλάνας
  • ISBN: 9789603291039
  • Page: 312
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      • Charles Bukowski Γιώργος Μπλάνας

        Henry Charles Bukowski born as Heinrich Karl Bukowski was a German born American poet, novelist and short story writer His writing was influenced by the social, cultural and economic ambience of his home city of Los Angeles.It is marked by an emphasis on the ordinary lives of poor Americans, the act of writing, alcohol, relationships with women and the drudgery of work Bukowski wrote thousands of poems, hundreds of short stories and six novels, eventually publishing over sixty booksCharles Bukowski was the only child of an American soldier and a German mother At the age of three, he came with his family to the United States and grew up in Los Angeles He attended Los Angeles City College from 1939 to 1941, then left school and moved to New York City to become a writer His lack of publishing success at this time caused him to give up writing in 1946 and spurred a ten year stint of heavy drinking After he developed a bleeding ulcer, he decided to take up writing again He worked a wide range of jobs to support his writing, including dishwasher, truck driver and loader, mail carrier, guard, gas station attendant, stock boy, warehouse worker, shipping clerk, post office clerk, parking lot attendant, Red Cross orderly, and elevator operator He also worked in a dog biscuit factory, a slaughterhouse, a cake and cookie factory, and he hung posters in New York City subways.Bukowski published his first story when he was twenty four and began writing poetry at the age of thirty five His first book of poetry was published in 1959 he went on to publish than forty five books of poetry and prose, including Pulp 1994 , Screams from the Balcony 1993 , and The Last Night of the Earth Poems 1992.He died of leukemia in San Pedro on March 9, 1994.


    1. So what is a middle-class old woman who seldom drinks and never fights doing reading this book?Enjoying the hell out of it.

    2. I was sixteen, tan, blonde and good looking, catching waves on my yellow surfboard along with all the other surfers, handsome guys and beautiful gals, each and every day that summer. Little did I know this mini-heaven would quickly end and hell would begin in September. Why? My smooth-skinned tan face turned into an acne-filled mess. I suffered pimple by pimple for three years straight; many fat red pimples popping up every day. Oh, yeah, on my forehead, temples, cheeks, jaw, chin and nose. Unli [...]

    3. Δυο βράδια κράτησε αυτό το ταξίδι και είχα την πεποίθηση πως συζητώ αλλά περισσότερο ακούω με απόλυτο σεβασμό για τη ζωή ενός μοναχικού μου φίλου. Τρομερή αμεσότητα και φοβερό ταλέντο προσήλωσης προς τον αποδέκτη των λόγων του. Ακόμη κι αν δεν έχεις σκεφτεί ποτε τη δική του [...]

    4. Up until recently, all I knew about Charles Bukowski was what I learned in one of my all time favorite films, ‘Barfly,’ staring the incomparable Mickey Rourke as our antihero Henry Chinaski. If you haven’t seen it, you should remedy that immediately: youtube/watch?v=SrpTDaThis is a world where everybodys gotta do something, gotta be something sometimes I just get tired of thinking of all the things that I don't wanna do that I don't wanna be***Henry Chinaski is a bit of a dick. He doesn’ [...]

    5. Update: $1.99 Kindle special today --- Its not for everyone -- but I thought it was fantastic! -- I own it -- and couldn't pull away from it the first time I read it. I'd suggest reading high and low reviews. Then trust your gut! Its 'based' on a true story --but written as a novel. "I had begun to dislike my father. He was always angry about something. Wherever we went he got into arguments with people. But he didn't appear to frighten most people; they just stared at him, calmly, and he became [...]

    6. It is true that Ham on Rye lacks a serious plot. It is also true that Mr. Bukowski writes in a crude, whiskey soaked style. However, the novel makes up for its deficiencies with a well-honed theme on the bullshit realities of middle-class existence and the ugly truth of how our society deals with those who reject that path. Such a novel should necessarily cause the reader to taste a tinge of bile in his or her throat. If you don't finish the book weary and angry, then you missed the point. As to [...]

    7. Ham on Rye is flanked by sauces of happenstance and its delectability depends on the preferences of one’s reading tongue. Mine, for one, could not bear its sour, unsavoury ingredients.In this bildungsroman, which is semi-autobiographical too, the protagonist, Henry Chinaski loads his bag of dilemma and expletives, and throws its weight around with nonchalance and non-disruptive disdain. The backdrop of the Great Depression, fuels the negative sentiments and Chinaski finds its shackles, through [...]

    8. I loved this book. More than i thought i would.Semi autobiography.So much of what he said made sense to me and i could really relate to it. Love reading about growing up in different times.

    9. "The first thing I remember is being under something."So begins this chronicle of the dirty old man's humble beginnings, his formative years, and the myriad oppressions he endured throughout his childhood, adolescence, and early adult life. In the most literal sense, this opening line represents baby Hank's first concrete memory, but it also sets the tone for the entire memoir to come. Dedicated to "all the fathers," Ham on Rye is both an indictment of and a tribute to every boss, bully, teacher [...]

    10. It all started in 7th grade with these stupid clubs they made us join. Some kind of “get involved” self esteem horseshit. Every other Friday was club day. An hour before school let out everyone had to pick a club to go to. They gave us a list. I left mine blank, so they put me in the Sports Cards Collecting Club. Better than the Baking Club, I guess. My friend Joe, whose dad was president of the Charles County fire department, didn’t leave his blank. He actually chose the Sports Card Colle [...]

    11. “At the age of 25 most people were finished. A whole god-damned nation of assholes driving automobiles, eating, having babies, doing everything in the worst way possible, like voting for the presidential candidate who reminded them most of themselves.”― Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye Reading Charles Bukowski in public is a rather curious thing. Every once in a while, you come across some line or paragraph that is suffused with such a potent strand of open misanthropy it makes you chuckle. Yo [...]

    12. My life did not resemble Henry Chinaski's. No abusive father here. No ritualized beatings. No helpless mother. No culture of fighting. One lost fight was enough to teach me the purposelessness of all that. I liked school. Not that I go to the reunions. Sure there was the pimply phase, but nothing like the scourge of boils that rendered Henry a monster.And yetd yetSomething rang so true reading this book. The sense of alienation. The understanding of the absurdity of it all. The rejection of clas [...]

    13. موجع هذا النص تعاطفت مع هنري (صاحبنا بوكوفسكي) وكذلك مع والدة هنري وهي تعاني من سوء تصرف والدها وبدأت أعي حجم المعاناة التي ولد وسطها هذا البوكوفسكي وسط إنـهيار والده تجاريًا في ألمانيا بعد الحرب العالمية الأولى وإستقرارهم في لوس أنجلوس وكيف أثر والده عليه بتصرفه تجاه والدت [...]

    14. Holy shit!This is the story of Henry Chenaski, Charles Bukowski’s alter ego, who had a helluva depressing childhood in large part due to a father who was a real son of a bitch and whom I blame for Henry’s later love of the bottle, to a lesser extent due to the Depression that hit the States, and Los Angeles, when Henry grew up. My heart bled for young Henry; like when his father forced him to mow the lawn when all the other kids on the street were out playing. When Henry was done, his father [...]

    15. عجیب نیست که آدم از شرح فلاکت‌های کسی لذت ببرد؟ شاید نه. اگر این شرح را چارلز بوکوفسکی نوشته باشد. و در خوانش شرح بدبختی‌های هنری چیناکسی حتا آدم خنده‌اش می‌گیرد، می‌خندد. البته اگر همه این اتفاقات در دنیای واقعیِ بوکوفسکی اتفاق افتاده باشند، چیزی شبیه کابوس است اما خواندن [...]

    16. Charles Bukowski has led me to some amazing books, but this was not one of them. It was well told, but I personally prefer fiction. The problem with non-fiction is that, whenever you get to a part you enjoy - it doesn't last long. There were incredible parts, but then the main character grew older and all of the supporting characters changed.

    17. Masculinity is hilarious. Men are expected to kick ass and fuck anything that moves, as long as your peers approve of those whose asses are to be kicked, or that the housing for the orifice you seek to penetrate meets their requirements. In other words, dudes are fucking stupid. We covet the approval of other dudes when other dudes do little to nothing for us. "GET ALL THE PUSSY!" is their battle song. But make sure the girl is sexy enough so that your buddies don't rag you over fucking some tro [...]

    18. Review to come, after I pick my jaw up from off the floor. Bukowski’s rude, crude alter ego, Henry Chinaski, drunkenly but oh so convincingly knocked me out with his story of growing up poor in LA during the depression, his sadistic Dad and ineffectual mom, and lots more. I didn’t know I was getting into a fight, but I will gladly step into the ring with him again.

    19. “I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me.”—Hunter Thompson“And my own affairs were as bad, as dismal, as the day I had been born. The only difference was that now I could drink now and then, though never often enough. Drink was the only thing that kept a man from feeling forever stunned and useless. Everything else just kept picking and picking, hacking away. And nothing was interesting, nothing. The people were restrictive and [...]

    20. There is this eminent poem by Philip Larkin: “They fuck you up, your mum and dad. They may not mean to, but they do. They fill you with the faults they had and add some extra, just for you. But they were fucked up in their turn by fools in old-style hats and coats, who half the time were soppy-stern and half at one another's throats.”And everything in Ham on Rye develops under this scenario…“So, that’s what they wanted: lies. Beautiful lies. That’s what they needed. People were fools [...]

    21. "بیش‌تر آدم‌ها در بیست‌وپنج سالگی تمام می‌شوند. و بعد تبدیل می‌شوند به ملتی بی‌شعور که رانندگی می‌کند، غذا می‌خورد، بچه‌دار می‌شود و هرکاری را به بدترین شکل‌اش انجام می‌دهد، مانند رای دادن به کاندیدای ریاست جمهوری‌ای که آن‌ها را یاد خودشان می‌اندازد. من دل‌بستگی ند [...]

    22. A Portrait of the Bastard as a Young ManMy second Bukowski book. Just as I did the first time, I assumed this novel would be profane, profane for the sake of being profane. And yet here I am, again surprised. This is a compassionate, humane story. The obscenity exists, not because Bukowski wants to shock us, but because it's simply a part of his world. There's just so much heart here, and the storytelling is raw and masterful.

    23. Novela autobiográfica de Bukowski. Cruda, cruel, con un lenguaje vulgar y directo. Es un claro reflejo de la miseria humana en la época de la Depresión y la Segunda Guerra Mundial. El autor nos lleva por los barrios más bajos para que conozcamos qué lo arrastró a su enajenación, a su conducta antisocial y al alcoholismo. Un chico que a partir de una muy temprana edad tuvo que aprender a jugar en la vida con reglas sucias, que fue rechazado por su padre, que fue ignorado por la compasión [...]

    24. I've read bits of Bukowski's poetry throughout the years but this is the first of his books that I have read and it won't be the last. Hilarious, gritty, raunchy stuff. This book literally had me laughing out loud.

    25. Charles Bukowski is one of my favorite writers. This is one of his best books. Heartbreaking and hilarious, this was written at the perfect time by the man himself--if he had been younger it wouldn't have had the wisdom that it contains---this is probably Bukowski at his finest; all of the foundations for his later life and work are laid here: his father's brutality, his mother's complacency, the cruelty of his classmates and his rejection by just about everyone once his acne erupted;these exper [...]

    26. A whole god-damned nation of assholes driving automobiles, eating, doing everything in the worst way possible, like voting for the presidential candidate that reminded them most of themselves.So I finish with Camus’ ‘The Rebel’ and read this. I loved ‘The Rebel’. I’ve read it twice. I took copious notes. It took me something like three months to read again. Then I start reading this on Boxing Day. My sister gave it to me. I finish it the day after.This was a great read. I’ve exper [...]

    27. This was a reread for me, so I knew what I was getting myself into. Nevertheless, Bukowski never bores, no matter how many times I read his stories. Ham on Rye is a quintessential tale of an angry young man. What sets this one apart is the fact that he has a plenty to be angry about. Bukowski's writing is always a breath of fresh air amid pretentious novels dealing with a similar subject. What sets him apart is hard to classify. His language is plain, his grammar sparse but perfect, and there is [...]

    28. Leí El cartero y Factótum en la universidad y después no leí más a Bukowski. Me alejé de él porque es un viejo rancio. Por ahí se me apareció un poema suyo que se llama "¿Así que quieres ser escritor?" y se me ablandó el corazón. Hace un tiempo iba por el persa Biobío y vi que vendían La senda del perdedor. Cuando iba a los talleres de la Zona de Contacto el editor dijo una vez que este libro era bueno y que en él contaba cómo se había convertido en periodista. Entonces cuando [...]

    29. Bukowski is impossible to separate from his fans, at least for me: those driver-cap wearing kids you see in every undergraduate creative writing seminar who still think it's not just funny but somehow or other beneficial to society to be "edgy" and "politically incorrect," who wish they had mental illness so they could "tap into genius," and who feel that living the "real writer's life" involves being homeless and alcoholic. They're pretty much the "manly men" of the creative writing sphere. It' [...]

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