Sportswriter In un normale weekend di Pasqua Frank Bascombe un uomo ancora giovane che ha rinunciato al mestiere di scrittore per diventare giornalista sportivo incontra la sua ex moglie sulla tomba del loro prim

  • Title: Sportswriter
  • Author: Richard Ford
  • ISBN: 9788807817823
  • Page: 228
  • Format: Paperback
  • In un normale weekend di Pasqua, Frank Bascombe un uomo ancora giovane che ha rinunciato al mestiere di scrittore per diventare giornalista sportivo incontra la sua ex moglie sulla tomba del loro primogenito, Ralph, come in occasione del suo compleanno usano fare da quando morto Bascombe, prima della tragedia e del conseguente divorzio, si era sistemato, aveva preso mIn un normale weekend di Pasqua, Frank Bascombe un uomo ancora giovane che ha rinunciato al mestiere di scrittore per diventare giornalista sportivo incontra la sua ex moglie sulla tomba del loro primogenito, Ralph, come in occasione del suo compleanno usano fare da quando morto Bascombe, prima della tragedia e del conseguente divorzio, si era sistemato, aveva preso moglie e si era trasferito in una grande casa nella piccola citt di Haddam, in New Jersey Desiderava una vita piacevole, tranquilla nelle sue ripetitive abitudini, in un mondo provinciale al sicuro da scosse e preoccupazioni, come tanti altri americani middle class Gli eventi per lo obbligano ad affrontare nuove e impreviste, talora drammatiche, situazioni.

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    1. Photo of the American novelist - Richard FordPart of the Vintage Contemporaries Series, Richard Ford’s 1986 novel, The Sportswriter, is about a divorced 38-year old suburban New Jersey writer who lives out the American dream gone sour. In some ways the story reminded me of Camus’s The Stranger. What I found particularly disturbing about the first-person narrator and main character, Frank Bascombe, was the way Frank would always project motives, backgrounds, ideas and futures onto all the peo [...]

    2. I tried reading Richard Ford’s The Sportswriter years ago, but I wasn’t ready. Now that I’ve lived a lot more life, I get it.Most of all, I get Ford’s Everyman hero, Frank Bascombe, a 38-year-old, divorced man with two kids (one has died), who works at a sports magazine after he gave up a promising literary career and lives alone (he’s got an African boarder) in a New Jersey suburb.I get Frank’s vague yearnings, his dreaminess, his little tragedies, his big ones, his successes, his f [...]

    3. Frank Bascombe published a book once. He just never got around to writing another, veering off into the world of sportswriting. The Sportwriter shows us a week in Frank’s life in which he confronts the choices he has made as parts of his life are pared away and we are shown what has already been cut. He is divorced, with one child having died. His girlfriend is clearly inappropriate for him and that ends as well. A sort-of friend comes out and on to him, ending badly. We see his semester as a [...]

    4. Frank Bascombe, he is the sportswriter, and he is the first-person narrator of this novel which takes a slanted and sometimes brutal look at the failings of a 20th century American family, especially of the father and husband, Frank himself. We learn early in the story that Frank is not a happy person, and with good reason most of us would agree. He is divorced, but still living in the family's suburban home in New Jersey. He has three children; one of them, a son, has died. And his dreams of be [...]

    5. This takes a long way to get where its going; however the last third of the book is quite good. Inconsistent and with too frequently one dimensional dialogue, however when it is good, it is very good, reminding the reader of Phillip Roth or John Cheever. Actually, and this is a stretch, this could be a modern, more sympathetic retelling of Hemingway's The Sun Also Rises and there are some hints to indicate this is where Ford was coming from. Ford's protagonist Frank Bascombe is an existential wr [...]

    6. The Sportswriter started out really strong for me - seemed thoughtful and familiar and American, a bit like Stegner's Crossing to Safety. But after a while, say about 250 pages, I stopped finding the character thoughtful and subtle and started thinking he was kind of a boorish self-serving windbag. It didn't help that I'd rather have spent more time with his ex wife and children, who seemed charming, funny and smart, than his ditzy and unappealing girlfriend or his sadsack friends. I think I als [...]

    7. The Sportswriter: Richard Ford's Bleak View of the American DreamThe Sportswriter, 1st Edition, Vintage, 1986 "My name is Frank Bascombe. I am a sportswriter.For the past fourteen years I have lived here at 19 Hoving Road, Haddam, New Jersey, in a large Tudor house bought when a book of short stories I wrote sold to a movie producer for a lot of money, and seemed to set my wife and me and our three children--two of whom were not even born yet--up for a good life.Just exactly what that good life [...]

    8. There was hardly any sports in this book at all. What a rip-off. Frank Bascombe craves a 'normal' suburban existence the way a junkie craves heroin. Once an up-and-coming writer living with his wife in New York, Frank quit fiction writing and fled to the 'burbs in Jersey when offered a sports writing job for a weekly magazine. Frank's efforts to be a plain old suburbanite with zero introspection of his own life haven't exactly worked out, though. His young son died of a wasting disease and his w [...]

    9. Σε μια συνέντευξη του, ο Φορντ είπε το εξής: "Γράφω γι’ αυτά που με φοβίζουν περισσότερο, για εκείνα τα πράγματα που μπορεί να αποσυνθέσουν τη ζωή μου". Ο Αθλητικογράφος είναι ένα βιβλίο για όλα αυτά τα γεγονότα, όπως η απώλεια ενός αγαπημένου προσώπου ή ένα διαζύγιο, γεγονότ [...]

    10. I like sports, I like writing, so I figured I'd like The Sportswriter, written by acclaimed author and Pulitzer winner Richard Ford. After about 25 pages I realized that I disliked this book, and I hate-read the rest of the thing because I have a weird inability to give up on a book. Ford comes from the Richard Russo school of writing, in that he seems to think that inundating the reader with detail will somehow make the book more real, or authentic (I call it that because Russo's Empire Falls w [...]

    11. Το έψαχνα για αρκετά χρόνια, το βρήκα πριν από καμιά 4ετία σε άριστη κατάσταση κ έκτοτε έκανε τη διαδρομή κομοδίνο-ράφι αμέτρητες φορές. Φαίνεται πως έπρεπε να το πάω στον Ford να το υπογράψει (κάτι που δεν συνηθίζω να πω την αλήθεια) για να το ξεκινήσω αμέσως μετά.Ότι χρειάζετα [...]

    12. Τρεις μέρες (και 450 σελίδες) από την ζωή ενός τύπου που περνάει κρίση μέσης ηλικίας. Αυτός βέβαια μόλις έχει κλείσει τα 39 (εγώ είμαι 40) και αισθάνομαι μια χαρά. (Όχι, δεν αισθάνομαι, αλλά θα τα πω όλα στο βιβλίο που θα βγάλω πριν τον θάνατο μου,αλλά δεν φταίει που είμαι 40).Ποιο ακρ [...]

    13. This is the second time I have read this book, having first read it five or six years ago when a book about a divorced sportswriter had a certain currency to me. I have read Ford's recent short story collection, “A Multitude of Sins,” and a number of his other short stories published in The New Yorker.The Sportswriter, which takes place over an Easter Weekend, represents something of a turning point in writer Frank Bascomb’s life. The story begins with his early morning meeting with his ex [...]

    14. Awful! Self-absorbed baby boomer muses unitelligibly about life/sports. I didn't understand what the main character was talking about most of the time, the dialoge was terrible and practically incoherent. And EVERY time the main character noticed someone whose ethnicity was other than waspy, he pointed it out: The Polack football player, the Negro cabdriver (Negro? In 1986?) the Irish cop. This was anacronistic and irritating. Maybe you have to be a self-obsessed baby boomer to appreciate this b [...]

    15. After reading "Canada" and "The Sportswriter", I have come to the conclusion that I just don't care for Richard Ford's writing. I found both of the books dull, slow, and remarkably shallow considering the narrators spend most of their time intently navel-gazing. Maybe it's a guy thing that I'm just not getting, but I found none of Frank Bascombe's introspective musings to be revelatory, illuminating, or at all interesting. Ford used repetition in both the books I read but not to any advantage. I [...]

    16. Εξαισιο καταπληκτικο απο τα καλυτερα βιβλια που εω διαβασει φετος!!!

    17. It took me almost a month to finish Richard Ford's "The Sportswriter." I couldn't stand reading more than 5-10 pages at a time. Why? Well, I'd say that reading "The Sportswriter" is like being at a cocktail party, stuck listening to a bore whom you ordinarily avoid. But that analogy is generic enough for Ford to appreciate it, so I'll attempt the intensity he appears to loathe: reading "The Sportswriter" is like being stuck in a urologist's waiting room with a logorrheic -- boredom and irritatio [...]

    18. I've been raving about this book for months, chiefly on the basis of its opening chapters, which for me were an unprecedented exposition in art (and such beautiful art, at that) of the value of the ordinary, uncelebrated life. It's something I am often deep need of being reminded of, so often do I feel myself a failure, and curiously enough, it's one of the things I hope to remind others of later in my writing career. Maybe not just now—my first two books deal with the issues of one who (false [...]

    19. Hi, I’m Frank Bascombe entering middle age in a dreamy self-absorbed lethargic marking of the time between birth and death. My wife divorced me after she became disillusioned with me and I turned to other women to reaffirm my value. This change in our relationship and resulting divorce was precipitated by the death of our nine year old son, but I have always avoided any challenge and sought mediocrity. Many years ago I started out to be a novelist but it required a lot of thought so I settled [...]

    20. Por un capricho sin fundamento, no había querido leer a Richard Ford hasta no poder leer esta novela. Teniendo a la mano otras novelas de él y un libro de relatos, me gustaba la idea de comenzar por los andares de Frank Bascombe en este libro. Creo que no me equivoqué.Si bien entiendo, Bascombe tiene una edad similar a la mía en el tiempo de esta novela, quizá un par de años más grande de lo que yo soy ahora, y quizá, sea por ello que logro sentirme en cierta parte identificado con los a [...]

    21. There’s a scene in the first chapter of The Sportswriter that lays bare the novel’s heart. Frank Bascombe and his ex-wife—referred to as X throughout—arrive home from a night out to find their house ransacked. In making a list of the missing items for the police, X finds letters from another woman and demands to know who she is. Frank remains silent, and X, releasing the trapped fury created by the death of her son, her deteriorating marriage, and now the apparent infidelity of her husba [...]

    22. About ten years ago I read the second book in this triglogy -- Independence Day, for which writer Richard Ford won a Pulitzer, and found his writing quite nice. Reminded of that, I picked this up, the first book in that trilogy. Either Ford's writing changed a great deal from one book to the other, or my tastes have changed, not sure which. But this wasn't the type of writing I remembered.The book follows Frank Bascombe over an Easter weekend as he drifts around in his own mind, recalling the de [...]

    23. The writing style will not be to everyone's taste but it's a deep and thoughtful book tinged with a hint of melancholia.It does drag at times but i stuck with it and was richly rewarded.As the book only spans a few days there is a lot of thinking back to the past during moments in the present which works very well.I think if you are thirtysomething and pondering about life you will relate to this book.

    24. Another book I couldn't finish. Sigh. This is about as dry as it gets, and the first half of the book is spent inside Bascombe's head. 200 pages of introspection just doesn't do it for me.

    25. Nelle prime 100-150 pagine Richard Ford apparecchia un quasi capolavoro: Frank Bascombe si racconta attraverso un flusso di coscienza impetuoso che per certi versi mi ha ricordato Nathan Zuckerman. Uomo alle soglie dei quaranta, divorziato, sopravvissuto (forse troppo facilmente?) alla morte di un figlio piccolo, scrittore mancato, affermato giornalista sportivo, passa le sue giornate in un limbo post-adolescenziale fatto di cervellotiche riflessioni su ciò che la vita gli riserva giorno dopo g [...]

    26. A weird book but a good book. Too odd for a star rating. Frank would understand some things are too complicated for stars

    27. The first striking element of this novel is Ford’s use of present tense throughout. Indeed, it is impressive a 375 page novel be rendered in first person and only covers 3 days’ worth of events. Bascombe’s floating narration, however, is the charm in this novel. He editorializes everything that happens over the weekend to psychoanalytical depths, without once admitting that he himself is profoundly depressed. Dreaminess is used in lieu of depression, and Ford renders this condition superbl [...]

    28. Reminiscent of Updike's Rabbit series, The Sportswriter is the typical "midlife crisis" novel. I am sure there are plenty of people who would enjoy this book, but I am not one of them. (I also did not like "Rabbit Run", the only one of those I got through.) While many of the characters in this novel are interesting, I never felt I got deeper than a surface glimpse of any of them. They are mostly miserable. And ordinary. And miserably ordinary, with ordinary lives and ordinary failings. Like many [...]

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