The Bandini Quartet Wait Until Spring, Bandini: The Road to Los Angeles: Ask the Dust: Dreams from Bunker Hill
- 21 Jun 2004
- 9781841954974
- £16.99
- 768 pp
- 129×198mm
- 14 Aug 2014
- 9781782116004
- £13.59
- 768 pp
Bandini is a magnificent creation, and his rediscovery is not before time.
John Fante knew how to make words sing. When he was on form, he could write sentences that stopped time.
Bandini is a magnificent creation, and his rediscovery is not before time.
John Fante knew how to make words sing. When he was on form, he could write sentences that stopped time.
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Possessing a style of deceptive simplicity, emotional immediacy and tremendous psychological point, among the novels, short stories and screenplays that complete his career, Fante’s crowning accomplishment is the Arturo Bandini tetralogy.
This quartet of novels tell of Fante’s fictional alter-ego Bandini, an impoverished young Italian-American escaping his suffocating home in Colorado for Depression-era Los Angeles. In the beginning, it is the triple weights of poverty, father and Church that Bandini struggles under but though the physical escape is complete, the psychological imprint continues as he comes to terms with love, desire and the knowledge his talent may not be recognised.
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the book
Possessing a style of deceptive simplicity, emotional immediacy and tremendous psychological point, among the novels, short stories and screenplays that complete his career, Fante’s crowning accomplishment is the Arturo Bandini tetralogy.
This quartet of novels tell of Fante’s fictional alter-ego Bandini, an impoverished young Italian-American escaping his suffocating home in Colorado for Depression-era Los Angeles. In the beginning, it is the triple weights of poverty, father and Church that Bandini struggles under but though the physical escape is complete, the psychological imprint continues as he comes to terms with love, desire and the knowledge his talent may not be recognised.
John Fante takes some beating . . . mean, moody, disturbing and intensely atmospheric.
Fante's searing, effortless style eschewed the refinement of Fitzgerald, the hubris of Hemingway and the panoramic vistas of Dos Passos. Instead he marshalled the raw materials of his own life - poverty, sex, paternal hatred, Catholic guilt, misplaced pride, hard drinking, labour, fighting, overarching literary ambition and the internecine hatred within immigrant communities in pre-war America - rendering the pain and comedy with such heartbreaking simplicity as to brook no hint of the literary zeitgeist.
John Fante takes some beating . . . mean, moody, disturbing and intensely atmospheric.
Fante's searing, effortless style eschewed the refinement of Fitzgerald, the hubris of Hemingway and the panoramic vistas of Dos Passos. Instead he marshalled the raw materials of his own life - poverty, sex, paternal hatred, Catholic guilt, misplaced pride, hard drinking, labour, fighting, overarching literary ambition and the internecine hatred within immigrant communities in pre-war America - rendering the pain and comedy with such heartbreaking simplicity as to brook no hint of the literary zeitgeist.