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The Chandler Collection, Volume one

Òèï íîñèòåëÿ:

Ìíîãîòîìíèê. Ñïåöèôèêàöèÿ.

Ìåñòî èçäàíèÿ:

London

Èçäàòåëüñòâî:

Picador

Ãîä èçäàíèÿ:

1983

Îáúåì:

571 p.

Àííîòàöèÿ:

In everything that can be called high art there is a quality of redemption. It may be pure tragedy, if it is high tragedy, and it may be pity and irony, and it may be the raucous laughter of the strong man. But down these mean streets a man must go who is not himself mean, who is neither tarnished nor afraid. The detective in this kind of story must be such a man. He is the hero, he is everything. He must be a complete man and a common man and yet an unusual man… He must be the best man in his world and a good enough man for any world. He is a relatively poor man or he would not be a detective at all. He is a common man or he would not go among common people. He has a sense of character, or he would not know his job. He is a lonely man and his pride is that you will treat him as a proud man or be very sorry you ever saw him. He talks as the man of his age talks, that is with rude wit, a lively sense of the grotesque, a disgust for sham and a contempt for pettiness.

ISBN:

0-330-28152-6

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20 cì.

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