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'[Eire's] memoirs are a lush evocation of that forever sunny, prelapsarian time, seen throught they eyes an insouciant, innocent child ... Waiting For Snow is rich and lyrical, yet in its retelling of a childishly literal understanding of Catholicism it can also be strange, terrifying and hysterical.' INDEPENDENT ON SUNDAY ****
' A richly realised, superbly funny nostalgically affectionate, heart-rendingly yearning piece of autobiography.' THE TIMES
'Remarkable...that Eire has written a book of such personal pain and trauma and yet filled it with such joy and light' TLS --Ce texte fait référence à lédition Broché .
' A richly realised, superbly funny nostalgically affectionate, heart-rendingly yearning piece of autobiography.' THE TIMES
'Remarkable...that Eire has written a book of such personal pain and trauma and yet filled it with such joy and light' TLS --Ce texte fait référence à lédition Broché .
Présentation de l'éditeur
A childhood in a privileged household in 1950s Havana was joyous and cruel, like any other - but with certain differences. The neighbour's monkey was liable to escape and run across your roof. Surfing was conducted by driving cars across the breakwater. Lizards and firecrackers made frequent contact. Carlos Eire's childhood was a little different from most. His father was convinced he had been Louis XVI in a past life. At school, classmates with fathers in the Batista government were attended by chauffeurs and bodyguards. At a home crammed with artifacts and paintings, portraits of Jesus spoke to him in dreams and nightmares. Then, in January 1959, the world changes: Batista is suddenly gone, a cigar-smoking guerrilla has taken his place, and Christmas is cancelled. The echo of firing squads is everywhere. And, one by one, the author's schoolmates begin to disappear - spirited away to the United States. Carlos will end up there himself, without his parents, never to see his father again.
Narrated with the urgency of a confession, WAITING FOR SNOW IN HAVANA is both an ode to a paradise lost and an exorcism. More than that, it captures the terrible beauty of those times in our lives when we are certain we have died - and then are somehow, miraculously, reborn. --Ce texte fait référence à lédition Broché .
Narrated with the urgency of a confession, WAITING FOR SNOW IN HAVANA is both an ode to a paradise lost and an exorcism. More than that, it captures the terrible beauty of those times in our lives when we are certain we have died - and then are somehow, miraculously, reborn. --Ce texte fait référence à lédition Broché .
