Last Jet-Engine Laugh

Häftad, Engelska, 2002

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The most arresting Indian novel since Arundhati Roy’s ‘The God of Small Things’.Thirty years from now, old Paresh Bhatt settles down to drink an espresso (made, somewhat ostentatiously, with real water), and reflects on the key moments of his life. But even as Paresh recalls his parents' courtship during the freedom movement of the 1930s, his daughter, Para, is in the air – a crack fighter pilot in the belligerent Indian airforce, mounting raids against the Pak-Saudi alliance…Sharp, modern, fluent and varied, this is a debut novel from India of an utterly original kind. Joshi has found a style and a form in which to say new things about the Indian experience in a new manner.

Produktinformation

Utgivningsdatum2002-04-02
Mått129 x 198 x 21 mm
Vikt280 g
FormatHäftad
SpråkEngelska
Antal sidor400
FörlagHarperCollins Publishers
ISBN9780006551874

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‘The brand new experience after Rushdie: a megashow, Russian in size, Indian in soul.’ India Today‘Written in the joyous tradition of Tristram Shandy, Joshi has Sterne’s gift for digressions [and] the master’s eye for his surroundings. This is surely a great moment for Indian literature. “The Last Jet-Engine Laugh” debates whether the story of a nation can be the story of a self.’ Tom Payne, Daily Telegraph‘Exhilarating…Joshi’s narrative jump-cuts with a surreal invention reminiscent of the work of Vonnegut.’ The Times‘Proof positive that it’s possible for Indian writers to be wickedly cynical, funny and bitter without the scathing edge blunting the Indianness or vice versa…Put simply, “The Last Jet-Engine Laugh” is a family saga across three generations. It’s also (as most really good books are) a love story. But before you yawn and reach for the remote saying, “Yaar, saala, it’s been done before,” it ain’t quite been done like this. Joshi is a most unsuitable boy, and if there were a glass palace about, he’d be the one throwing stones.’ Anita Roy, Biblio‘Stylish, suggestive, musical…a great moment for Indian literature.’ Daily Telegraph