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London Fields Broché – 28 août 1992

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Avec London Fields, Martin Amis nous offre une satire contemporaine, dont le titre champêtre résonne comme une dernière note ironique dans une métropole londonienne hantée par l'Apocalypse... --Ce texte fait référence à l'édition Poche .

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C'est l'histoire d'un assassinat. Il n'a pas encore eu lieu. Mais il aura lieu. (Il a tout intérêt) Je connais l'assassin, je connais l'assassinée. Je connais l'heure, je connais le lieu. Je connais les mobiles (ses mobiles à elle) et je connais les moyens. Je sais qui sera le faire-valoir, le dupe, le pauvre bourriquet qui lui aussi sera totalement détruit. Et je ne pourrais pas les arrêter, je ne pense pas, même si je le voulais. La fille mourra. C'est ce qu'elle a toujours voulu. On ne peut pas arrêter les gens une fois qu'ils ont commencé. One ne peut pas arrêter les gens une fois qu'ils ont commencé à créer. Avec London Fields, Martin Amis nous offre une satire contemporaine, dont le titre champêtre résonne comme une dernière note ironique dans une métropole londonienne hantée par l'Apocalypse. --Ce texte fait référence à l'édition Poche .

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Format: Poche Achat vérifié
J'ai lu ce roman car j'avais beaucoup aimé La flèche du temps du même auteur. Ce dernier était dérangeant mais juste. J'ai découvert un auteur qui se lançait dans des analyses poussées de sa société. Un vrai régal. Par contre dans London Fields j'ai trouvé son récit particulièrement indigeste. Il y a quelques coups de génies(humour noir à la boris vian) mais dans l'ensemble le récit est lourd et les personnages ne sont ni attachants ni intéressants.Je suis déçue, vraiment.
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HASH(0x8ab97468) étoiles sur 5 London Calling 21 mai 2003
Par A. Ross - Publié sur
Format: Broché
This seems to be a novel people tend to either love or hate, and it's not hard to see why. First of all, it is awfully long-and for such a long book, not a lot happens, which is bound to upset some people. Essentially, you have the tale of a not-so-romantic triangle comprised of Nicola Six (messed up psychic sexpot), Guy Clinch (posh, married, naive, and weak-willed), and Keith Talent (underclass wide-boy, schemer, on-the-fiddle, racist, sexist, alcoholic, generally scummy pub denizen), told by a dying American writer in London. Nicola has foreseen her murder at the hand of one of these characters, and thus she directs her own demise by luring them into her tangled web of self-destruction. It's entirely predictable (yes, even the "twist" at the end), but one reads Amis for the journey, not the destination.
The tale is set at the end of the millennium, with some vague catastrophe threatening the world, so it's safe to believe that the trio's story has some larger meaning. The west London of this book is a pretty nasty immoral place, where carpe diem means grab what you want and screw everyone else. As the physical world of the book obliquely slides toward disaster, the moral landscape is already destroyed. The protagonists themselves are stereotypes, the two men representing the opposite ends of the social spectrum, and the most recognizable "type" of modern British male: upper-crust wimp, lower-class lout. Nicola Six exists solely to satirize, and thus subvert, their sexual fantasies with her psychosexual games. Amis appears to be painting a larger picture about British enrapturement with... well, it's not clear precisely what Nicola represents. Capitalism? America? Or just the dreams and fantasies that have led the country astray? And clearly there's some sort of point being made by having Guy's baby be a monster, and Keith's be an angel, right?
Overarching metaphors aside, Amis can write the hell out of sentence, and there's plenty of awfully good description and dialogue here-especially when it comes to wide-boy Keith. There are large swathes of the book devoted to darts, and Amis makes it come alive. Some of this is devastatingly funny amidst the overall dark and bleak tone. My own favorite line is about scratches on Guy's face that (and this is not verbatim, but give's the gist): "made him look like a determined, but inept rapist"). Ultimately the book is too long, and the broad main characters and interjecting author get rather tedious. Still, it's a major work of modern British literature and merits a look if you're into that stuff.
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HASH(0x8ab974bc) étoiles sur 5 Amis the murderee 29 octobre 2000
Par gareth johnson - Publié sur
Format: Broché
London Fields does require effort. It also rewards it like no other book I am aware of in contemporary fiction. I too aborted reading the book within 100 pages but given the extraordinary effects of Money, Dead Babies and Other People, I felt I ought to give Mart another go. I gave it another go.
There is a depth and richness in this book that I see replicated practically nowhere else in modern writing. Amis himself calls it "The Long Novel". The book reeks talent in its characterisation and language. London Fields is a consummate piece of reality and fiction. It puts certain others of his work - Time's Arrow, The Information to shame and it places the entire works of the pretenders (hey! Will Self! Hi!) just.... subterranean.
Buy this book. Give it the effort it needs to get beyond 100 - 150 pages. Reviews based on non-completion are obviously idiotic. When one gets through to reach this book's extraordinary conclusion, I for one would say it's a full dime shake up the spine; the knowledge that one has read a rare piece of imaginative fiction.
London Fields does character, setting and language in a manner unmatched by Martin Amis' contemporaries or indeed by himself since. Off the top of the wave, it will give you a ride like no other. Buy.
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HASH(0x8ab978f4) étoiles sur 5 The Speed of Light 30 mai 2002
Par D. Wood - Publié sur
Format: Broché
Okay, so Martin Amis has this thing about language, and it's undeniably impressive whether you can stand it or not. I personally enjoy reading the work of someone who has such command of the language, especially when it reads so well -- page-turning like Stephen King, but with substance like Henry James. (excuse me for that comparison, I'm sure it's bound to get a lot of sneers) Maybe I just like it because it makes me feel smart. (more sneers)
I like Amis in general, but this is by FAR my favorite. Granted: It's wordy. It stretches believability at times. There are places where author ego creeps through. And the subject matter is reeeeally depressing. BUT... I've read it twice, and both times I have come away in the end feeling inspired, sated, and joyously uplifted. It's sick, hilarious (oh my god), peopled with incredibly vivid characters, and peppered with typical quoteworthy Martin Amisisms.
Not only is it a satisfying read because of the mastery with which the story is told, but because of the story itself. Strange, I don't see anyone mentioning what I see as, finally, the most crucial thematic element of the book. It's supposedly about "the death of love," and this point is driven home ruthlessly from the beginning. And yet, even when the foretold ending comes about, Amis manages to put a gorgeous, beautiful little twist on what has been a pretty cynical, harrowing story. In the midst of all this nasty darkness there is, finally, at least one brilliant beam of pure sunlight. That, to me, is what London Fields is really about. "Love happens at the speed of light."
It takes courage and a little patience, but I recommend London Fields with as many stars as you've got.
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HASH(0x8ab97cc0) étoiles sur 5 Amis delivers a lovely stroll through the urban apocalypse. 24 novembre 1999
Par Robert Stribley - Publié sur
Format: Broché
Please ignore the comments by "A Reader" which occurred on August 15th of 1999, I believe. This person has some sort of puerile vendetta going on against Mr. Amis. "A Reader" may not have even read these books: the same critique is posted to every one of Amis's books on Amazon, without an actual comment on any particular book.
London Fields is a wonderful read. I read it several years ago and elements of the book still rumble around in the back of my admittedly impressionable mind--especially Keith Talent, vulgar sportsman that he is. Words and phrases from LF even worked their way into my vocabulary, and as a college student with a passable IQ and access to a dictionary I had no problem eventually digesting any of the multisyllabic constructs Amis threw my way.
Reading a book with a dictionary on hand really isn't a bad thing, innit?
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HASH(0x8ab97da4) étoiles sur 5 Too clever by half? Martin Amis? What a woolly thought! 11 octobre 2000
Par SEAN T ONEIL - Publié sur
Format: Broché
well if it's pretty prose you want you'll find it here, not exactly James Joyce or Cormac McCarthy but surely there is beauty in Mr Amis's choices of words and phrases. the plot is rip-roaring, the troika of Guy Clinch, Nicola Six and Keith Talent are well-drawn, and I've never been more amused (and frightened) by a character than I was by Keith Talent. the ending surprised me, the hard-core darts information was fun and enlightening, and of course the perspective was uniquely, inimitably Martin Amis -- in other words witty, clever, brash, sneaky, scary, tough, tender, cold, hateful, vengeful, admiring, loathing, and self-evaluative.
Mr Amis's books are so different from one another that it's not surprising that some folks will say this one isn't as good as Money, or Time's Arrow, or Dead Babies, or The Rachel Papers. it's just a lot different from those books. London Fields *IS* vastly better than The Information, though.
this was the first Martin Amis book I read, and while my favorite is Money, this one is a very close second.
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