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Cowboys and Indians
Joseph O’Connor’s first novel is a sharply focused and realistic story about a thoroughly unlikable Irish guitar-hero who nevertheless manages to capture the reader’s sympathy amidst a bewildering array of London acid house ravers and saloon-bar revolutionaries.
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First published January 1, 1991
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Joseph O'Connor
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Joseph O’Connor was born in Dublin. He is the author of the novels Cowboys and Indians (short-listed for the Whitbread Prize), Desperadoes , The Salesman , Inishowen , Star of the Sea and Redemption Falls , as well as a number of bestselling works of non-fiction.
He was recently voted ‘Irish Writer of the Decade’ by the readers of Hot Press magazine. He broadcasts a popular weekly radio diary on RTE’s Drivetime With Mary Wilson and writes regularly for The Guardian Review and The Sunday Independent. In 2009 he was the Harman Visiting Professor of Creative Writing at Baruch College, the City University of New York.
Joseph O’Connor was born in Dublin. He is the author of the novels Cowboys and Indians (short-listed for the Whitbread Prize), Desperadoes , The Salesman , Inishowen , Star of the Sea and Redemption Falls , as well as a number of bestselling works of non-fiction.
He was recently voted ‘Irish Writer of the Decade’ by the readers of Hot Press magazine. He broadcasts a popular weekly radio diary on RTE’s Drivetime With Mary Wilson and writes regularly for The Guardian Review and The Sunday Independent. In 2009 he was the Harman Visiting Professor of Creative Writing at Baruch College, the City University of New York.
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August 8, 2024
Joseph O’Connor’s debut ‘Cowboys and Indians’ describes a period in the life of Eddie Virago who sports the last Mohican in Dublin.
The end of a relationship provides Eddie with an opportunity to move to London with his prized guitar in the hope of making the big time. On the ferry he meets Marion, a young woman who like Eddie is also fleeing a dispiriting homelife. In London they decide to share a room, at the Brightside Hotel, run by Mr and Mrs Patel. The former is setting up a carpentry and plumbing concern alongside his brother that rejoices in the slogan ‘You’ve tried the Cowboys Now try the Indians’.
Eddie is an unsympathetic Walter Mitty-like protagonist whose friends from university in Dublin and England offer differing perspectives on the Irish character. Eddie sponges from everyone and gives little in return. There is the obligatory Irish girl travelling to London for an abortion and O’Connor’s female characters are generally somewhat put-upon. The one exception seems to be Eddie’s mother who appears to have found happiness after moving to London to live with her new beau.
The first two thirds of this book is well written; Eddie’s backstory, his attempts to create a band alongside working by day with a group of foul-mouthed yuppies, and the ups and downs of his relationship with Marion are all cleverly integrated. The Troubles, emigration, the music and drug scenes in the London of the early nineties are all touched upon through Eddie. However, the book is let down by a final third which meanders to a rather disappointing conclusion.
The end of a relationship provides Eddie with an opportunity to move to London with his prized guitar in the hope of making the big time. On the ferry he meets Marion, a young woman who like Eddie is also fleeing a dispiriting homelife. In London they decide to share a room, at the Brightside Hotel, run by Mr and Mrs Patel. The former is setting up a carpentry and plumbing concern alongside his brother that rejoices in the slogan ‘You’ve tried the Cowboys Now try the Indians’.
Eddie is an unsympathetic Walter Mitty-like protagonist whose friends from university in Dublin and England offer differing perspectives on the Irish character. Eddie sponges from everyone and gives little in return. There is the obligatory Irish girl travelling to London for an abortion and O’Connor’s female characters are generally somewhat put-upon. The one exception seems to be Eddie’s mother who appears to have found happiness after moving to London to live with her new beau.
The first two thirds of this book is well written; Eddie’s backstory, his attempts to create a band alongside working by day with a group of foul-mouthed yuppies, and the ups and downs of his relationship with Marion are all cleverly integrated. The Troubles, emigration, the music and drug scenes in the London of the early nineties are all touched upon through Eddie. However, the book is let down by a final third which meanders to a rather disappointing conclusion.
May 29, 2020
I expected a story of sex, drugs, rock and roll.
I got a story of an immature male who tries to set out into the big bad world by himself, and succeeds in... Well, not much really.
He meets a girl on the boat and gets a hotel room with her. He finds her extremely annoying and pathetic, calling her frail or vulnerable every few pages, and describes his feelings for her as pure hatred... So naturally he stays with her for most of the book, because he is too nervous to tell her he's not interested and to attempt to look after himself. The fact that she not only puts up with his bullshit, but actually clings onto him in desperation (as least that's how he sees it), creates another unbelievable and pathetic character.
We follow Eddie through his sexism-fuelled passive-aggressive relationship, his love-hate relationship with his wolf-of-wall-street office coworkers, and his witless relationship with his friends (who come off more as 40-somethings who have outgrown their years of partying and prefer dinner and a good vintage wine, rather than recent graduates in the big city).
Apart from that, not much happens. Flawed main characters are usually interesting, but every character in this book is flawed + annoying + two dimensional + boring and they are wrapped up in a lack of story and plot.
I got a story of an immature male who tries to set out into the big bad world by himself, and succeeds in... Well, not much really.
He meets a girl on the boat and gets a hotel room with her. He finds her extremely annoying and pathetic, calling her frail or vulnerable every few pages, and describes his feelings for her as pure hatred... So naturally he stays with her for most of the book, because he is too nervous to tell her he's not interested and to attempt to look after himself. The fact that she not only puts up with his bullshit, but actually clings onto him in desperation (as least that's how he sees it), creates another unbelievable and pathetic character.
We follow Eddie through his sexism-fuelled passive-aggressive relationship, his love-hate relationship with his wolf-of-wall-street office coworkers, and his witless relationship with his friends (who come off more as 40-somethings who have outgrown their years of partying and prefer dinner and a good vintage wine, rather than recent graduates in the big city).
Apart from that, not much happens. Flawed main characters are usually interesting, but every character in this book is flawed + annoying + two dimensional + boring and they are wrapped up in a lack of story and plot.
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November 19, 2022
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I think this book opens a window in a specific time and era, but there isn't much of a plot and all the characters are obnoxious and/or act completely weirdly.
I wish I could say this is some kind of coming of age story, but the main character doesn't really grow up by the end of the book to be honest, while most things in this book didn't make much sense to me, so I got a bit tired reading it after a while.
I guess if you didn't move on certain circles in Dublin and London back on the early '90s and/or you aren't much interested on airhead, pretentious people doing drugs and drinking their selves silly while trying to enter the music scene or become "someone" and/or on people lying all the time and been drama queens, I think "Cowboys and Indians" hasn't age that well.
Noteworthy that Joseph O'Connor is now married to a TV and film writer and he is kind ofinvolved in some TV projects and that he is brother of singer Sinéad O'Connor, so he might offer a quite realistic portrait of all the above stuff here. But still... This felt an alien read to me.
Interesting to note too that this is the same author that later wrote much more "literary"novels, some of which I've enjoyed very much and which have a completely different feeling and feature a more beautiful, mature, ornate language.
Not necessarily a bad book, just irrelevant to me.
Το βιβλίο πρωτοεκδόθηκε αν δεν κάνω λάθος το 1991. Δυστυχώς μάλλον δείχνει την ηλικία του, καθώς αφορά έναν νεαρό Δουβλινέζο που μετακομίζει στο Λονδίνο με την ελπίδα να φιάξει ένα συγκρότημα και να διαπρέψει στον μουσικό κόσμο. Αν δεν έχει κανείς ζήσει σε συγκεκριμένους κύκλους εκείνη την εποχή, με τα πολλά ναρκωτικά, τη rave σκηνή, τα μεθύσια, την μούρη που προσπαθούσε να πουλήσει ο ένας στον άλλο ακόμα και στους φίλους του, την ατελείωτη υποκρισία και αμπελοφιλοσοφία και τις υπερβολές και τα δράματα κάποιων εκείνης την γενιάς, νομίζω ότι το βιβλίο δεν θα τον αγγίξει και πολύ. Μετά από λίγο η συμπεριφορά των χαρακτήρων μου φαινόταν εντελώς ασυνάρτητη και δεν έβγαζαν νόημα οι πράξεις και οι αντιδράσεις τους.
Γενικά όλοι οι χαρακτήρες είναι είτε αδιάφοροι είτε αντιπαθητικοί και δεν υπάρχει και ιδιαίτερη πλοκή, οπότε το βιβλίο άρχισε να με κουράζει. Πόσο μάλλον στο τέλος που ο κεντρικός χαρακτήρας παραμένει ο ανόητος ποζεράς που ήταν στην αρχή, άρα δεν μπορείς να το δεις έστω σαν μία ιστορία "ενηλικίωσης" και ωρίμανσης.
Ο συγγραφέας είναι αδερφός της γνωστής τραγουδίστριας των '90, Sinéad O'Connor, είναι παντρεμένος με τηλεοπτική περσόνα και έχει κι ο ίδιος συμμετάσχει στην παραγωγή κάποιων εκπομπών, άρα πιθανόν η απεικόνιση της εποχής και κάποιων προσωπικοτήτων είναι ρεαλιστική. Ωστόσο το βιβλίο ήταν ξένο προς τα δικά μου βιώματα και τις δικές μου αναφορές να το πω έτσι και δεν με άγγιξε.
Να πω ότι είναι το πρώτο του βιβλίο, αργότερα έγραψε αρκετά ενδιαφέροντα πράγματα με μία πιο "λογοτεχνική" ματιά και πολύ πιο ώριμη και όμορφη γλώσσα.
Όχι απαραίτητα ένα κακό βιβλίο, απλά άσχετο προς εμένα.
I think this book opens a window in a specific time and era, but there isn't much of a plot and all the characters are obnoxious and/or act completely weirdly.
I wish I could say this is some kind of coming of age story, but the main character doesn't really grow up by the end of the book to be honest, while most things in this book didn't make much sense to me, so I got a bit tired reading it after a while.
I guess if you didn't move on certain circles in Dublin and London back on the early '90s and/or you aren't much interested on airhead, pretentious people doing drugs and drinking their selves silly while trying to enter the music scene or become "someone" and/or on people lying all the time and been drama queens, I think "Cowboys and Indians" hasn't age that well.
Noteworthy that Joseph O'Connor is now married to a TV and film writer and he is kind ofinvolved in some TV projects and that he is brother of singer Sinéad O'Connor, so he might offer a quite realistic portrait of all the above stuff here. But still... This felt an alien read to me.
Interesting to note too that this is the same author that later wrote much more "literary"novels, some of which I've enjoyed very much and which have a completely different feeling and feature a more beautiful, mature, ornate language.
Not necessarily a bad book, just irrelevant to me.
Το βιβλίο πρωτοεκδόθηκε αν δεν κάνω λάθος το 1991. Δυστυχώς μάλλον δείχνει την ηλικία του, καθώς αφορά έναν νεαρό Δουβλινέζο που μετακομίζει στο Λονδίνο με την ελπίδα να φιάξει ένα συγκρότημα και να διαπρέψει στον μουσικό κόσμο. Αν δεν έχει κανείς ζήσει σε συγκεκριμένους κύκλους εκείνη την εποχή, με τα πολλά ναρκωτικά, τη rave σκηνή, τα μεθύσια, την μούρη που προσπαθούσε να πουλήσει ο ένας στον άλλο ακόμα και στους φίλους του, την ατελείωτη υποκρισία και αμπελοφιλοσοφία και τις υπερβολές και τα δράματα κάποιων εκείνης την γενιάς, νομίζω ότι το βιβλίο δεν θα τον αγγίξει και πολύ. Μετά από λίγο η συμπεριφορά των χαρακτήρων μου φαινόταν εντελώς ασυνάρτητη και δεν έβγαζαν νόημα οι πράξεις και οι αντιδράσεις τους.
Γενικά όλοι οι χαρακτήρες είναι είτε αδιάφοροι είτε αντιπαθητικοί και δεν υπάρχει και ιδιαίτερη πλοκή, οπότε το βιβλίο άρχισε να με κουράζει. Πόσο μάλλον στο τέλος που ο κεντρικός χαρακτήρας παραμένει ο ανόητος ποζεράς που ήταν στην αρχή, άρα δεν μπορείς να το δεις έστω σαν μία ιστορία "ενηλικίωσης" και ωρίμανσης.
Ο συγγραφέας είναι αδερφός της γνωστής τραγουδίστριας των '90, Sinéad O'Connor, είναι παντρεμένος με τηλεοπτική περσόνα και έχει κι ο ίδιος συμμετάσχει στην παραγωγή κάποιων εκπομπών, άρα πιθανόν η απεικόνιση της εποχής και κάποιων προσωπικοτήτων είναι ρεαλιστική. Ωστόσο το βιβλίο ήταν ξένο προς τα δικά μου βιώματα και τις δικές μου αναφορές να το πω έτσι και δεν με άγγιξε.
Να πω ότι είναι το πρώτο του βιβλίο, αργότερα έγραψε αρκετά ενδιαφέροντα πράγματα με μία πιο "λογοτεχνική" ματιά και πολύ πιο ώριμη και όμορφη γλώσσα.
Όχι απαραίτητα ένα κακό βιβλίο, απλά άσχετο προς εμένα.
August 6, 2023
This debut novel of Joseph O’Connor is now thirty years old. And begob, it is dated. Its cultural references are so obsolescent that it probably won’t attract any new readers.
Here’s one example -
One particularly cold afternoon there was a discussion in the [pub] about whether Princess Diana had been a virgin or not, when she’d got married. Johnny K claimed to know for a fact that she hadn’t been. […]
Johnny K tapped the side of his nose and said that he just knew, he had it on very good authority. Keith said that was crap. “I mean, you can’t have someone coming along in a few years time saying ‘I fucked the Queen’, can you, Johnny? It’d be all over the Sun, wouldn’t it, you farking wally. There’d be questions in Parliament and everything.”
Well, fair enough, no one in 1991 knew what the future would hold, but still…
I’m not sure why I wanted to read it. But anyway. It’s just not very good. It has a weak plot, a slow momentum, and the character development is terrible. As mentioned above, the references are very dated. The language, though, has some delightful situational humour and nice twists and turns of phrases.
Looking back, it is great to see how much Joseph O’Connor has evolved as a writer.
Eddie Virago is a very unspectacular character. He is a far cry from the outrageous punk the blurb suggests. Perhaps I would have understood him better if I had read O’Connor’s short story “The Last of the Mohicans” first, which also features Eddie Virago.
Even though the story is set mostly in London, what is most striking about the novel is the aspect of how much the Irish situation (unemployment, immigration / emigration, abortions, the Troubles, etc.) has or hasn’t changed since its first publication.
Here’s one example -
One particularly cold afternoon there was a discussion in the [pub] about whether Princess Diana had been a virgin or not, when she’d got married. Johnny K claimed to know for a fact that she hadn’t been. […]
Johnny K tapped the side of his nose and said that he just knew, he had it on very good authority. Keith said that was crap. “I mean, you can’t have someone coming along in a few years time saying ‘I fucked the Queen’, can you, Johnny? It’d be all over the Sun, wouldn’t it, you farking wally. There’d be questions in Parliament and everything.”
Well, fair enough, no one in 1991 knew what the future would hold, but still…
I’m not sure why I wanted to read it. But anyway. It’s just not very good. It has a weak plot, a slow momentum, and the character development is terrible. As mentioned above, the references are very dated. The language, though, has some delightful situational humour and nice twists and turns of phrases.
Looking back, it is great to see how much Joseph O’Connor has evolved as a writer.
Eddie Virago is a very unspectacular character. He is a far cry from the outrageous punk the blurb suggests. Perhaps I would have understood him better if I had read O’Connor’s short story “The Last of the Mohicans” first, which also features Eddie Virago.
Even though the story is set mostly in London, what is most striking about the novel is the aspect of how much the Irish situation (unemployment, immigration / emigration, abortions, the Troubles, etc.) has or hasn’t changed since its first publication.
March 31, 2013
Coming back to this twenty years from its original publication, one sad but striking aspect was how little had changed (Irish women travelling to England for abortions) and how things had come full circle (Irish men and women making lives in Britain). But stumbling through it all is feckless Eddie Virago, whose struggles with identity are the central thread. Not always convincing, there's still an enjoyable vibrancy to the writing.
May 12, 2025
I sat down to read this novel because I had read, and enjoyed, Joseph O'Connor's collection of stories 'True Believers' which contained a 1989 short story 'The Last of the Mohicans' in which Eddie Virago the 'hero', for want of a better word, of this novel first appeared, though in a setting post that of 'Cowboys and Indians'. The kindest thing I can say about this novel is that it did a terrible disservice to a wonderful short story. The truth is that O'Connor's short story 'The Last Mohican' is, like all great writing, timeless no matter its specifics while 'Cowboys and Indians' is hopelessly entangled in specifics which drag it down and date it.
Joseph O'Connor is a good writer but also, in this novel, a clever dick of a writer showing off - I am not sure if the opening scene on the ferry from Dublin to the UK was intended as bizarre 'homage' to, or piss take on, Evelyn Waugh's 'Vile Bodies' or just a cliched rehash of antique tropes of immigrant boats awash with the drunken and seasick immigrant sons of Ireland. Seasickness on ferries was more or less unknown even in the 1970s when I traveled regularly on them.
The problem with a middle class 24 year old university graduate male Dubliner with a mohican seeking to make his fortune in London is that Punk was a brief glorious explosion of very young, very frustrated working class youths. Its Mohican glory days came and went in a flash and this novel is neither good about early 1980s punks or the London music scene. It isn't simply that it isn't the London I remember from those days it doesn't really seem to be a London of any identifiable time. Eddie Virago might have had a comic grandeur as a delusional failure if there was any reality to him as a character. He doesn't grow or change, this is no bildungsroman, and at 24 Eddie Virago is, even by Irish standards way too old to be a naif in the big city.
As a novel it isn't even a collection of amusing anecdotes or vignettes. Maybe it was funnier when published in 1991. Maybe it was funnier if you knew Joseph O'Connor was Sinead O'Connor's brother and thus looked for elements of a roman a clef in the novel (I only learnt of the connection after I had abandoned even skimming the novel). It isn't funny now, it is tedious. Maybe in another thirty years it will be rediscovered and loved but I doubt it.
I am giving three stars because O'Connor can write, but I wouldn't suggest anyone waste their time reading it.
Joseph O'Connor is a good writer but also, in this novel, a clever dick of a writer showing off - I am not sure if the opening scene on the ferry from Dublin to the UK was intended as bizarre 'homage' to, or piss take on, Evelyn Waugh's 'Vile Bodies' or just a cliched rehash of antique tropes of immigrant boats awash with the drunken and seasick immigrant sons of Ireland. Seasickness on ferries was more or less unknown even in the 1970s when I traveled regularly on them.
The problem with a middle class 24 year old university graduate male Dubliner with a mohican seeking to make his fortune in London is that Punk was a brief glorious explosion of very young, very frustrated working class youths. Its Mohican glory days came and went in a flash and this novel is neither good about early 1980s punks or the London music scene. It isn't simply that it isn't the London I remember from those days it doesn't really seem to be a London of any identifiable time. Eddie Virago might have had a comic grandeur as a delusional failure if there was any reality to him as a character. He doesn't grow or change, this is no bildungsroman, and at 24 Eddie Virago is, even by Irish standards way too old to be a naif in the big city.
As a novel it isn't even a collection of amusing anecdotes or vignettes. Maybe it was funnier when published in 1991. Maybe it was funnier if you knew Joseph O'Connor was Sinead O'Connor's brother and thus looked for elements of a roman a clef in the novel (I only learnt of the connection after I had abandoned even skimming the novel). It isn't funny now, it is tedious. Maybe in another thirty years it will be rediscovered and loved but I doubt it.
I am giving three stars because O'Connor can write, but I wouldn't suggest anyone waste their time reading it.
July 14, 2020
Απολαυστικό. Σαρκαστικό και συγκινητικο μαζί. Ο Έντι Βιρειγκο είναι ένας ήρωας να αγαπήσεις να σε τσαντισει αλλά και να ταυτιστείς...
January 6, 2019
Like Ardal O'Hanlon's The Talk of the Town, this Irish coming-of-ager features a flawed protagonist who has uncomfortably settled in the big city (here London), and is struggling to make his way (here as a musician), and is involved in a serious relationship beyond his ability to handle. Unlike in O'Hanlon's book, the reader here can find enough good in Eddie Virago to root for him at least part of the time as he makes his way toward adulthood. Perhaps the best aspect of the novel is the bevy of believable and interesting characters involved in the story, from his Asian landlord Mr. Patel, to American best friend Dean Bean, to various bandmates and scheming pseudo-manager. It's a good read, and as in real life, self-centered Eddie's realizations often arrive too late to do any good.
June 15, 2024
I am glad his writing improved in his later books. It wasn't that it was awful. It wasn't. Having no chapters and written like a school essay, I struggled a little to keep track. Eddie wasn't very likeable for a good part of the book, thinking of his ego just got him lost in life. Running from the hard stuff in life. He never seemed to take responsibility until it was too late.
December 26, 2020
I’m sad to say I was really disappointed with this. I’ve read most of O’Connor’s novels and loved them. This is the exception to the rule. That said, everyone has to start somewhere. I wouldn’t let this put you off his other novels. They are outstanding.
August 23, 2025
Il libro parla di un ragazzo ancorato alle sue convinzioni punk e anarchiche. Durante il racconto però ci saranno delle trasformazioni del personaggio per arrivare alla fine con un messaggio nascosto e semplice
July 12, 2014
This book is about the protagonist of a short story called 'The Last Of The Mohicans' - he wears the last Mohican punk haircut in Dublin.
By now this untalented guitar player is moving to London for work. He has a small band and keeps trying to get gigs and auditions despite a dreary day job, pathetic parties and an unwillingness to pay off his student loan to the Bank of Ireland. Staying down in the Tube he lives like a mole and has no sense of streets or directions. The Indians mentioned are a family from India in the place where he rents a flat, running a business with a slogan 'You've tried the cowboys - now try the Indians.'
We are not meant to like the protagonist, who cannot be called a hero, and when he is keen to ditch his band in the hope of solo stardom, we are not surprised.
If you think this somewhat sarcastic read would appeal to you, go for it, you might get a laugh or a regretful memory of working in London.
By now this untalented guitar player is moving to London for work. He has a small band and keeps trying to get gigs and auditions despite a dreary day job, pathetic parties and an unwillingness to pay off his student loan to the Bank of Ireland. Staying down in the Tube he lives like a mole and has no sense of streets or directions. The Indians mentioned are a family from India in the place where he rents a flat, running a business with a slogan 'You've tried the cowboys - now try the Indians.'
We are not meant to like the protagonist, who cannot be called a hero, and when he is keen to ditch his band in the hope of solo stardom, we are not surprised.
If you think this somewhat sarcastic read would appeal to you, go for it, you might get a laugh or a regretful memory of working in London.
August 8, 2013
sono sempre sentusiasta quando mi consigliano di leggere dei libri, poich�� essendo fatalista credo che siano i libri a scegliere il lettore e non viceversa.
Questo libro infatti arriva in un momento in cui la mattina mi annoiava leggere sul bus, ed in maniera imponente si �� fatto affermare al punto da non voler pi�� sentire la radio / guardare il panorama della via emilia (!?!).
Storia del tutto lineare e a tratti prevedibili, infatti non mi era stato consigliato come il migliore di quest'autore, ma al tempo stesso interessante.
Boh.. un libro che non �� n�� bello n�� brutto, n�� noiso n�� avvincente, n�� straordinario n�� tantomeno banale.
un libro da consigliare, ma anche no.
Siccome su anobii non si pu�� mettere un voto come 2 stelle e mezzo metto tre stelle, ma solo perch�� sono buono.
Questo libro infatti arriva in un momento in cui la mattina mi annoiava leggere sul bus, ed in maniera imponente si �� fatto affermare al punto da non voler pi�� sentire la radio / guardare il panorama della via emilia (!?!).
Storia del tutto lineare e a tratti prevedibili, infatti non mi era stato consigliato come il migliore di quest'autore, ma al tempo stesso interessante.
Boh.. un libro che non �� n�� bello n�� brutto, n�� noiso n�� avvincente, n�� straordinario n�� tantomeno banale.
un libro da consigliare, ma anche no.
Siccome su anobii non si pu�� mettere un voto come 2 stelle e mezzo metto tre stelle, ma solo perch�� sono buono.
December 15, 2007
I didn't like this book at the beginning. It felt bland and cliched. But it got better and though it was kind of hokey at times, it did move me.
It's by an Irish author, so it was interesting to read from an Irish viewpoint.
It's by an Irish author, so it was interesting to read from an Irish viewpoint.
July 3, 2013
Author has a great sense of humor; found myself laughing out loud in places. (BTW Sinead O'Connor's brother). They've got to be like night and day.
January 17, 2015
Awful. O'Connor has written some very good books, but this isn't one of them. A bit of embarrassing juvenilia best forgotten.
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February 22, 2015Incipit
Eddie Virago stava tremando. Molto.
Cowboys and indians incipitmania.com
Eddie Virago stava tremando. Molto.
Cowboys and indians incipitmania.com
July 10, 2012
hmmm, weak & directionless, no real story or point there.
March 3, 2018
ne ho letto la meta, molto bello, putroppo mi e scaduto il prestito in biblioteca ed ero molto impegnata con la scuola. Posso considerarlo una lettura senza sensi di colpa.
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