Bullet Park

Bullet Park Bienvenidos a Bullet Park un universo en donde hasta sus habitantes m s intachables pueden sentirse aterrorizados por el simple acto de mirarse al espejo En ese ambiente asfixiante John Cheever narr

  • Title: Bullet Park
  • Author: John Cheever
  • ISBN: 9789500427456
  • Page: 352
  • Format: Paperback
  • Bienvenidos a Bullet Park, un universo en donde hasta sus habitantes m s intachables pueden sentirse aterrorizados por el simple acto de mirarse al espejo En ese ambiente asfixiante, John Cheever narra la azarosa intersecci n de las vidas de dos hombres Eliot Nailles, un buen hombre que ama con devoci n a su mujer ya su h ijo, y Paul Hammer, el hijo bastardo que, tras a Bienvenidos a Bullet Park, un universo en donde hasta sus habitantes m s intachables pueden sentirse aterrorizados por el simple acto de mirarse al espejo En ese ambiente asfixiante, John Cheever narra la azarosa intersecci n de las vidas de dos hombres Eliot Nailles, un buen hombre que ama con devoci n a su mujer ya su h ijo, y Paul Hammer, el hijo bastardo que, tras a os de rodar, se establece en Bullet Park con un objetivo asesinar al hijo de Nailles.He aqu una novela mordaz y punzante sobre los suburbios norteamericanos, con sus fachadas id nticas, su normalidad desesperante y, bajo una superficie impecable, el infierno que late Una aut ntica obra maestra, escrita con el lirismo y la potencia que han hecho de Cheever uno de los exponentes m ximos de la literatura moderna.

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    • John Cheever

      John Cheever was an American novelist and short story writer, sometimes called the Chekhov of the suburbs or the Ovid of Ossining His fiction is mostly set in the Upper East Side of Manhattan, the suburbs of Westchester, New York, and old New England villages based on various South Shore towns around Quincy, Massachusetts, where he was born.His main themes include the duality of human nature sometimes dramatized as the disparity between a character s decorous social persona and inner corruption, and sometimes as a conflict between two characters often brothers who embody the salient aspects of both light and dark, flesh and spirit Many of his works also express a nostalgia for a vanishing way of life, characterized by abiding cultural traditions and a profound sense of community, as opposed to the alienating nomadism of modern suburbia.

    233 thoughts on “Bullet Park

    • Extraordinarily bizarre novel with some gorgeous, hilarious sections of writing. I prefer THE WAPSHOT CHRONICLE, which has all the weirdness of this book with more interesting characters. Try to avoid the back jacket copy, or any summary, because the lesson here is in the (insane) delay of plot - it's a 220 page preamble, then 20 brief pages of action, and if you know what's coming it will take away most of the fun. The first half of the preamble belongs to Nailes, and is told in a roving 3rd pe [...]

    • Welcome to Bullet Park, paradise of the American middle class. In this exemplary environment we will be witnesses of the fateful meeting between two men: one hand, Eliot Nailles, a citizen that is fully integrated into their community, which, despite its internal contradictions, wants his wife and his son to the happy disposition, and, on the other hand, a new neighbor, Paul Hammer, a nowhere man which, after half a lifetime of wandering, decides to buy a house in Bullet Park. Coinciding with th [...]

    • So Very SixtiesA bizarre book full of absurdities and unfathomable details of travel and personal description. An upper middle class New York suburb is chosen by an apparent psychopath for the location of a senseless murder. The target is the son of a local resident, undistinguished except for his smug racism, boredom and moderate alcohol and drug dependency. The motive appears to derive from a suggestion by the murderer's estranged mother that " less than a crucifixion" will wake the world. A m [...]

    • İsmini duyup da hiç okumadığım yazarlardandı John Cheever (1912-1982). Daha çok öyküleriyle öne çıkmış, hatta “Amerikan banliyölerin Çehov’u” olarak da biliniyormuş. (Böyle bir unvanı, öykülerini hayranlıkla okuduğum Raymond Carver da hak eder bence). Cheever’ı okumaya 1969’da yayınlanan bu romanıyla başlamış oldum. Bullet Park’ın kahramanları da banliyölerde yaşayan insanlar. Daha ziyade düzenin çarkına kapılmış, büyük şehirdeki (New York) i [...]

    • Well, if you want to learn the rules of how novels work, it's good to read ones that won't (or can't) play by those rules. Watching Cheever's instincts chafe against the novel form, and watching him accept that and willfully embrace the resulting weirdness, is pleasurable. It would be maybe awful if he didn't write everything with such exquisite style. But every sentence is musical, though the totality is much stranger. I like it. What he seems to be at odds with is the novelist's shameless repe [...]

    • kapitalizme, amerikan orta sınıfına, new york'a işe trenle giden banliyö insanlarına mükemmel bir bakış. çalış, güzel bir kadınla evlen, çoğal, havuzlu 5 odalı bir ev al, pazarları kiliseye gidip çimleri biç, 15'te bir parti ver amerikan filmlerinden ve bence en önemlisi "mad men"den aşina olduğumuz bir hayatk bölümle ikinci bölüm sonunda bağlansa da ikinci bölümün, hammer'ın hikayesinin daha zayıf olduğunu düşünüyorum. cheever sanki sonlara doğru sıkılm [...]

    • I have to laugh at the lurid come-on printed on the first page of my 1988 Bantam paperback of this book: "HAVE YOU EVER COMMITTED A MURDER?" Anyone who buys this book hoping for a gruesome "there's a killer in all of us" potboiler is destined for disappointment.However, if they're open to it, they might find something infinitely more interesting. "Bullet Park," like most great books, establishes itself in the first line: "Paint me a small railroad station then, ten minutes before dark." As soon [...]

    • “Dunque, vorrei avere davanti a me un quadro con su dipinta una stazioncina dieci minuti prima che cali la notte” : intorno case bianche con pianoforti a coda che nessuno suona, camini fumanti, scaffali di libri (vuoti o sui quali giace un solo volume, l’elenco del telefono rilegato in broccato rosa), famiglie “normali” riunite nel salotto di casa come la famiglia Nailles, Eliot, Nellie e il loro figlio Tony. Così inizia Bullett Park.“e tutto di nuovo ridivenne bello, bello, bello m [...]

    • Most people I know really don't like this book. I read it at a time when I sort of identified with the central agonistwell one could argue whether the father or the son was centralbut I was a teenager and similarly weird. The novel has a real redemptive (almost Biblical) beauty in the way the father breaks through societal, cultural, etc. conditioning.well there was a spoilerz! me, this is another book (like, say, Franny and Zooey, which I ADORE) in that category where if you read the book AT TH [...]

    • In a way, I hesitate to give this novel merely a 4 because I'm guessing that when Cheever originally wrote it in 1967, it was a great deal more astounding. Bullet Park is about a suburb of NYC where there's a very thin veneer that everything is going smoothly. The locals are suicidal, homicidal, adulterers, racist, impossibly sad, addicted to illegally prescribed medicines, TV, cigarettes and alcohol and at the end of the week they all go to Christ's Church like the good little Christians they a [...]

    • Parece que John Cheever es más conocido como escritor de relatos y que sus novelas muchas veces son consideradas simples cuentos alargados, pero lo cierto es que el mismo John Cheever prefería ser considerado un escritor de novelas y consideraba sus cuentos casi como trabajos de encargo. ‘Bullet Park’ (Emecé), que es quizás la novela más conocida de Cheever, se divide claramente en dos partes: la primera está protagonizada por un hombre llamado Nailles y la segunda por otro hombre que [...]

    • I've been meaning to read Cheever all my adult life, but didn't expect to like him -- suburban malaise is not a subject I need to spend a lot more time exploring.Bullet Park just goes to show that subject matter has little bearing on your enjoyment when the author is capital-G Great. This book is exactly what I feared about Cheever: set in a wealthy Connecticut bedroom community, the protagonist is a salaryman addicted to amphetamines, the teenage son is bedridden with depression, the wife is a [...]

    • Carried the paperback around with me for the three or four days I read it, sneaking reads in chairs here or cars there and lines everywhere - luxuriating in Cheever's masterful, seemingly effortless and eternally enlightening (delightful) descriptions of lounge light, thanatonic thunder, scary suburbia, mad mothers, fucked-off fathers, and, as always, alcoholism. It would've made a great Alfred Hitchcock movie with Jimmy Stewart as Nailles and either Robert Mitchum or Cary Grant as Hammer (in th [...]

    • The structure of this book reminded me of Franny & Zooey (Salinger), in that there were sections in different styles and from different perspectives. I wonder if the author thought through the entire book before writing, though, since the last 100 pages just barely necessitate the first 100. The writing is more modern than I expected, having never read Cheever before. I wish the author had spent more time with the story as opposed to 85% on character background / development, but it wasn't a [...]

    • O cafard, essa coisa peluda e negra.Omnipresente, a menos que encontremos uma forma humana, ou local, ou país, ou cidade, ou casa onde o cafard não consiga entrar. Andar a pular de hotel em hotel, de cidade em cidade, ou até percorrendo com ar apressado, mas sem destino, as ruas de Lisboa ou New York.Para tudo voltar a ser maravilhoso, maravilhoso, maravilhoso.Cheever, grande amigo de quem carrega uma bête-noir.

    • Great book. Part one introduces an average man, Nailles, living in an average and depressing suburb of New York. His son, Tony, becomes disillusioned with life and decides not to get out of bed. Doctors can't cure him, but an Indian spiritualist gets him excited with mantras. Part two describes a sick rich man, Hammer, who searches for happiness in a yellow room. When the room is painted, he decides to take up his mother's dream of enlightening the world by sacrificing an average WASP within a c [...]

    • Well. This is random. I struggled at times to get my head around Cheever's flitting between times and characters, but that was nothing compared with my struggle to understand what on earth point he was trying to make. Wholesomeness is boring but there's nothing much we can do about it? People hurt and love for all sorts of reasons, yet with neither rhyme nor reason? I mean, his tone is easy enough to decipher, but his point eludes me.I did find much of the book very readable, and mostly enjoyed [...]

    • E niente.Quando si usa questa locuzione non è mai davvero niente. C'è sempre qualcosa che segue, e dopo il mio niente, cioè dopo questo libro che è uno di quelli che prendi il notebook, se sei scrittore, e lo lanci dalla finestra perché tu quando mai la scriverai una cosa così, decido di fare seguire un po' di mestizia assortita. Così, tanto per distrarmi mentre vedo il notebook roteare in aria prima che arrivi sui sampietrini. Ci posso aggiungere anche un po' di livore, dicendo che il fi [...]

    • So much was said about Cheever influencing Mad Men that, once the series was over, I decided to read something of his. 'Bullet Park’ was chosen at random. In the first pages, I could see each scene being shot following Matthew Weiner's script. But where Mad Men is subtle, Cheever is out there — it would be like reading between the lines of Mad Men's cruelty, violence, sexuality and awkwardness. And where Mad Men is always perfect in form and style, Cheever is like a bull set loose: magnific, [...]

    • Maybe I'm just over so unhappy 1950's suburbs, but I do not like this book. I am also tired of so many writers with sexual hangups. The main thing I didn't like though, was the writing itself. When Cheever moved from one character to the next, I felt like he was never going to get back to the main story. He would go on and on about tertiary characters and we'd never really hear of them again.This is also one of those books that 'hurries up and ends'. On one page I'm still at the build up and the [...]

    • Grotesquely funny and full of bizzare symbolism. The part in which Nailles drinks rainwater scooped out of an urn at the cemetery to swallow the pill he's just bought from his pusher must be my favourite image. Come on, that's just genius! Why haven't I bloody read Cheever before?!

    • 1993 notebook: another great American book. The mild adultery, the man sucked under the morning express, the man who knows the different sounds trees make in the wind - larch, tulip, oak. But what good does it do, he thinks? Someone has to observe the world. That's the line, the line for me.

    • Amerikan banliyö hayatının boşluğunu ve hastalıklı insanlarını hicivle anlatan bir kitaptı. Ya diğer kitaplarına da göz atacağım.

    • The last paragraph of this Rumpus review of Bullet Park pretty much nails it. Oprah's been off the air for a year now, but look at what books our culture prizes these days and it's clear we still live in an age where the greatest endorsement a book can get is from TV. There's no question that our highest literary praise is still reserved for all that is slick, polished, and cinematic. I'm not saying that's necessarily bad: The Art of Fielding and The Rules of Civility are two refined and flawles [...]

    • A serious, hilarious, quirky, disjointed allegory about 1960s upper-middle-class suburbs -- a spiritual story about people who have lost their connection to spirituality. Hermetic tropes include the 'magic Negro' faith-healer who lives over a funeral parlor in the slums, two alchemists with different sorts of laboratories, a fairy tale bastard raised by a rich fairy grandmother, a sacrificial first-born son, the summoning of erotic spirits, a variety of impossible-to-please 'White Goddess' women [...]

    • What an intensely odd novel. The old adage that each novel teaches you how to read as you go doesn't really ring true here; Bullet Park shifts modes at least twice, making for an . . . uncomfortable? reading experience. Overall, it's a book that bears re-reading, once you've figured out its game. The novel opens with an odd, lyrical, tense-shifting passage that fades into a typical past-tense third-person narrative. Early on it becomes clear this is highly satirical, though this becomes a bit of [...]

    • Cheever draws up a story of ordinary characters playing out a slightly comical story. A teenage boy stays in bed for weeks (not necessarily sick) until a "holy man" shows up at the house and inexplicably "heals" him. A man obsesses over a room in a stranger's house falling in love with it, holding it as his only place of quiet and happiness--then settles into the suburbs to murder the boy. This story isn't remotely about murder. His characters occupy the usual "not all is as okay in the suburbs, [...]

    • It's not common that I take recommendations for reading from psychiatrists, but this was an exception. The story about the upper-middle-class Nailles who manages to survive what initially looks like a "neighborly" encounter with Mr. Hammer, is compelling even if you're not upper-middle-class, a drug addict, a father or, for that matter, male. Despite what my pschrinck said at the time, I didn't find all that much to identify with in this book (except for Nailles decreasing hold on self-control), [...]

    • Good writing, bad ending.I like Cheever's style. It's dry and witty. A little bitchy. In this day and age, a lot of the setup, describing a bland, suburban community with middle-aged couples living hollow lives, seems all too familiar. However, the saving grace is that you're not seeing all this from the point of view of an angst-ridden teen or a parent that somehow "sees the light," but rather the perspective switches from the antagonist (a jaded, wealthy outsider) to the protagonist (a seeming [...]

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