Christopher Hope
Auteur de My Mother's Lovers
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Œuvres de Christopher Hope
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- Date de naissance
- 1944-02-26
- Sexe
- male
- Pays (pour la carte)
- South Africa
- Lieu de naissance
- Johannesburg, South Africa
- Lieux de résidence
- Johannesburg, South Africa
London, England - Études
- University of the Witwatersrand
University of Natal - Prix et distinctions
- Professor Alexander Petrie Award
Thomas Pringle Award (1973)
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Statistiques
- Œuvres
- 28
- Aussi par
- 4
- Membres
- 646
- Popularité
- #39,073
- Évaluation
- 3.3
- Critiques
- 20
- ISBN
- 121
- Langues
- 7
- Favoris
- 1
The ability to speak English was a well-treasured accomplishment of our narrator. He repeats often that he is the only English speaking individual among the tribe and he is self-taught.
What became of the boy after his entire family was burned to death? Where can one find the King of Bongo-Bongo-Land? What is the true color of ostrich bile? Could a settlement in England be established? Can Humpty-Bloody-Dumpty be put back together again? What is the answer to cultural identity if there is only muscular gloom? The belief that if you had been to Cape Town you knew the ways of the world. What is the Great Paper? Does Old Auntie with Diamonds in Her Hair know the truth? Speaking of truth, I wanted to laugh more when reading Darkest England. I wanted the satire to be bitingly funny. Instead I found it to be more dark than snark. In hindsight, the prison scene was kind of funny. Steel bracelets around ones wrist, being taken from one place to another in a "courtesy" vehicle, the stark "apartment", having a toilet next to the bed was a luxury, and best of all, the devotion to privacy - all doors locked behind us.
Maybe if I had bonded with any character it would have made a difference. I'm not sure I liked anyone even a little bit.… (plus d'informations)