Introduction to Conformal Field Theory: With Applications to String Theory

by Ralph Blumenhagen, Erik Plauschinn

Based on class-tested notes, this text offers an introduction to Conformal Field Theory with a special emphasis on computational techniques of relevance for String Theory. It introduces Conformal Field Theory at a basic level, Kac-Moody algebras, one-loop partition functions, Superconformal Field Theories, Gepner Models and Boundary Conformal Field Theory.


Eventually, the concept of orientifold constructions is explained in detail for the example of the bosonic string.


In providing many detailed CFT calculations, this book is ideal for students and scientists intending to become acquainted with CFT techniques relevant for string theory but also for students and non-specialists from related fields.

Genres: Physics

Kindle Edition

First published July 1, 2009

Reviews

[Superconformal Hassaan · Rating 5 out of 5]

One of the best textbooks that I went through. I will write the rest of the review when I get free.

[Arunaday Gupta · Rating 4 out of 5]

Clear and concise. Good one for beginners.

[albin james · Rating 5 out of 5]

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