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Dreams from Bunker Hill (The Saga of Arthur Bandini #4)
by
John Fante
My first collision with fame was hardly memorable. I was a busboy at Marx's Deli. The year was 1934. The place was Third and Hill, Los Angeles. I was twenty-one years old, living in a world bounded on the west by Bunker Hill, on the east by Los Angeles Street, on the south by Pershing Square, and on the north by Civic Center. I was a busboy nonpareil, with great verve and...more
Paperback, 152 pages
Published
August 17th 2002
by Harper Perennial
(first published 1982)
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Este Arturo Bandini sí que me gusta. Sigue teniendo sus locuras pero no son tan exageradas ni me sacan tanto de quicio como en 'Camino de Los Ángeles'. John Fante utiliza a su alter ego Arturo Bandini para hacer lo que mejor sabe, escribir una gran historia llena de humor, entremezclada con bondad y ternura.
En este caso tenemos a Bandini tratando de abrirse paso en el mundo de la escritura de guiones para Hollywood, donde conocerá a los personajes más variopintos. Cómo no, su andadura está marca...more
En este caso tenemos a Bandini tratando de abrirse paso en el mundo de la escritura de guiones para Hollywood, donde conocerá a los personajes más variopintos. Cómo no, su andadura está marca...more
Just finished a long, challenging, deep book and decided to follow it up with some Fante. This guy is great. Not his best but great in it's simplicity and entertainment. He wasn't quite as pissed off in this book and didn't fly off the handle as much as I like, but it still works. Would've given this book 3 stars except it has one of the best quotes I have ever read. I hate SoCal and love Boulder so to see this line made me smile for hours.... "So fuck you, Los Angeles, fuck your palm trees, and...more
Bandini dörtlemesinin yazılış sırasına göre 4.kitabı.
Toza Sor ve Bahara Kadar Bekle Bandini kadar etkileyici değil. Genç bir yazarın var olma savaşını ve insan ilişkilerindeki beceri(sizlik)leri yalın bir dille anlatılıyor.
Hollywood'da senaristliğe kadar giden serüvende Arturo Bandini'nin hissettiği aidiyetsizlik duygusuna, ne olduğu ve olmak istediği arasındaki çelişkiye; zaman zaman gülerek zaman zaman ise burularak tanık oluyorsunuz.
S.88 - ...İçimdeki zavallılık hissi kayboldu birden. Hayat...more
Toza Sor ve Bahara Kadar Bekle Bandini kadar etkileyici değil. Genç bir yazarın var olma savaşını ve insan ilişkilerindeki beceri(sizlik)leri yalın bir dille anlatılıyor.
Hollywood'da senaristliğe kadar giden serüvende Arturo Bandini'nin hissettiği aidiyetsizlik duygusuna, ne olduğu ve olmak istediği arasındaki çelişkiye; zaman zaman gülerek zaman zaman ise burularak tanık oluyorsunuz.
S.88 - ...İçimdeki zavallılık hissi kayboldu birden. Hayat...more
Cuando empiezo un libro de John Fante la única duda que tengo es si me va a gustar, si me va a gustar mucho o si me va a gustar muchísimo. 'Sueños de Bunker Hill' me ha gustado muchísimo. Ya puedo decir que es de mis favoritos de Fante, junto con 'La hermandad de la uva', 'Pregúntale al polvo' y 'Mi perro idiota'. Esta vez, Arturo Bandini, el alter ego de Fante, se encuentra instalado en Los Ángeles y su carrera como guionista de Hollywood empieza a despegar. Ya no es más pobre que las ratas, pe...more
Un libro duro, crítico. Un Hollywood en ruinas, entre tanta mujer hermosa. Un Bandini confundido, desesperanzado. Sueños de Bunker Hill en definitiva es una obra maestra. Nuevamente tenemos a Bandini, un poco más calmado y menos impulsivo, pero el mismo tipo de buen corazón que busca cumplir su sueño entre tanto mercenario. Escribir lo es todo, y poder ser grande algo más que una simple ambición: es la vida, el levantarse cada día.
Sé que esta reseña es emotiva, pero Fante evoca estas cosas. Un g...more
Sé que esta reseña es emotiva, pero Fante evoca estas cosas. Un g...more
The same crazy Fante as Ask the Dust - only a little less hungry, a little less prone to taking chances, a little more formulistic in feel. Albeit he dictated this to his wife after becoming blind due to complications from diabetes. Which could definitely put a damper on one's writing style. So yeah, what do I know. Contains one of the funniest responses ever from a fan to an uppity writer - I laughed out loud in public when reading this.
The clarity of thought in this one blows you away. Even if you don't know too much about the book's background, your subconscious will take note of the precession with which every comma falls in place. Style and form; Fante mastered them both to a very high degree in this one, although it is a little less raw than his earlier ones but it is full of life like his earlier works!
Eu me apaixono por Arturo Bandini a cada vez que leio as suas histórias. Fante é um cara genial e o seu Bandini é um dos personagens mais honestos que eu já li. Falo de honestidade aqui no sentido sentimental: Bandini é ingênuo e refém de suas vontades. Não tem a menor cerimônia e falta um bocado de bom senso. Leitura deliciosa!
Голямото вдъхновение на Буковски, съвсем осезаемо при това. Интересен факт - книгата е продиктувана от слепия Фанти на съпругата му две години преди смъртта му, от което може би е пострадал стилът, но няма как да знам преди да прочета нещо по-старо.
Добър наръчник за описване на женски задници : )
Добър наръчник за описване на женски задници : )
The Hill
by Rupert Brooke (1887-1915)
Breathless, we flung us on the windy hill,
Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.
You said, "Through glory and ecstasy we pass;
Wind, sun, and earth remain, the birds sing still,
When we are old, are old. . . ." "And when we die
All's over that is ours; and life burns on
Through other lovers, other lips," said I,
---"Heart of my heart, our heaven is now, is won!"
"We are Earth's best, that learnt her lesson here.
Life is our cry. We have kept the faith!"...more
by Rupert Brooke (1887-1915)
Breathless, we flung us on the windy hill,
Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.
You said, "Through glory and ecstasy we pass;
Wind, sun, and earth remain, the birds sing still,
When we are old, are old. . . ." "And when we die
All's over that is ours; and life burns on
Through other lovers, other lips," said I,
---"Heart of my heart, our heaven is now, is won!"
"We are Earth's best, that learnt her lesson here.
Life is our cry. We have kept the faith!"...more
Историята на писателя Артуро Бандини, история-провал, история, в която от суета и малодушие Бандини стига до амплоа, затъващо във фалш, дори без да се доближи до посредствеността (или със заблудата, че е написал няколко стойностни реда).
Decent enough, first book I've read by Fante, and his last. Tells about his early time in LA working as a screen writer. Some funny episodes, some sentimental, all good, but hardly outstanding. Enjoyable and recommendable.
Another beautiful one. Strange thing tho. There are some terrible typos at the end of my copy, which I bought new. Doesn't seem fair to do a blind author. Especially now that he's passed.
Fante. fante sen bukowski'ye ilham vermiş bir meleksin. fakat bukowski topladı adamım kıçını. o kolladı seni. bugün yaşıyorsan biraz bukowski'ye borçlusun. tabi bunu da itiraf etmek gerek.
Was my favorite Fante book at one point. One of his most optimistic, in a way, even though it can't be said to have a happy ending. And funny! As always.
read all these Fante books in 2000 when I moved to Solano Canyon down the street from where old Bandini did his shit. Makes a Dirty Dago feel good to be in LA
Some fourteen years since I stumbled across Fante's 'Ask the Dust' as an eighteen-year-old, Arturo Bandini remains my favourite literary creation, and 'Dreams from Bunker Hill' remains one of my favourite novels. Magical prose at work here, and such wonderfully-wry comedy. Ah, Bandini!
Honestly, I'm pretty devastated that never again will I be able to experience reading a Bandini book for the first time!
A sequel to Ask the Dust. I have to say (I love Fante), part 1 left off at a point I didn't want to revisit. Especially if the love interest in Dust, readers were so invested in, changed into a lackluster one as did the one in Dreams, Jennifer Lovelace. While Dust deftly tackled the issue of class, Dreams falls short of this. . . it skirts around the idea.
Why read Dreams: You're a Fante fan, you have to read this. Arturo Bandini still manages to fuck with women, get rejected, and curse all of L...more
Why read Dreams: You're a Fante fan, you have to read this. Arturo Bandini still manages to fuck with women, get rejected, and curse all of L...more
Releído por ese amargo sabor que como en el vino o la cerveza, a veces de la nada antoja catarse.
May 07, 2012
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DREAMS FROM BUNKER HILL was John Fante's last book and can be considered his "Hollywood novel". It was composed under decidedly difficult circumstances--Fante, blind from diabetes, dictated it to his wife Joyce, who must have found it an odd experience to jot down all the references to women's behinds scattered throughout this story of the young, sexually voracious Arturo Bandini, Fante's alter ego. Despite the difficult circumstances of its composition, this is as good as any other novel by Fan...more
Every one of these Fante books I read reiterates that he's got LA's number.
Jun 23, 2009
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a great story of early hollywood...when writing actually could get you a job.
I love the Bandini books. They always make me want to write another novel.
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Gayet akıcı, kendine has anları olan, aksiyonlu kitap.
makes bukowski look like an amateur (big baby!)
The first Fante I read, great book.
This is a pleasant easy ride with Arturo Bandini again in the streets of Los Angeles. His struggles with writing and the various people he encounters make for a vivid look into the life of Bandini. I recommend the entire quartet although I will admit I didn't like "Road to Los Angeles" all that well. Fante is an excellent writer.
a great story of defeat
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Fante's early years were spent in relative poverty. The son of an Italian born father, Nicola Fante, and an Italian-American mother, Mary Capolungo, Fante was educated in various Catholic schools in Boulder, Colorado and briefly attended the University of Colorado.
In 1929, he dropped out of college and moved to Southern California to concentrate on his writing. He lived and worked in Wilmington, L...more
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The time has come," the Walrus said,
To talk of many things:
Of shoes — and ships — and sealing-wax —
Of cabbages — and kings —”
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Elle fit demi-tour et m'abandonna à mon sort. Je me séchai, enfilai un caleçon et entrai dans la cuisine. Elle était devant la cuisinière, le dos tourné, en train de préparer mon petit-déjeuner. L'expert des appendices charnus que je suis détecta aussitôt la contraction de ses fessiers - signe indubitable de fureur chez une femme. L'expérience m'a appris à me montrer extrêmement prudent en présence d'une métamorphose aussi spectaculaire des fessiers féminins, si bien que je m'assis sans moufter. J'avais l'impression d'affronter un serpent lové sur lui-même.”
May 13, 2012 11:02am