This weekend I'll be reading The English Patient, a book that has been sitting on my bookshelves for (probably) 5 years. I've never felt particularly drawn to this book but it was only 1 euro at the time and I thought it would be a great addition to my collection, even if I wasn't particularly sure when I would pick it up or even if I would ever be in the mood to read it.
With ravishing beauty
and unsettling intelligence, Michael Ondaatje's Booker Prize-winning
novel traces the intersection of four damaged lives in an Italian villa
at the end of World War II. Hana, the exhausted nurse; the maimed thief,
Caravaggio; the wary sapper, Kip: each is haunted by the riddle of the
English patient, the nameless, burned man who lies in an upstairs room
and whose memories of passion, betrayal and rescue illuminates this book
like flashes of heat lightening.
I'll admit, I was afraid the writing style would be somewhat dry and that I would have to have a lot of will power to stick with the book but I'm already half way through and so far I've been really enjoying it. Yes, sometimes it feels there's not much going on but it's beautifully written and the characters seem to be quite charming.
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Só conheço o filme. Também ele é um pouco lento mas muito lindo. Beijos
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