“She had married late, had become a mother late and was now aging prematurely.” Total light in the style and in the story told. A book that enlightens the reader for the narrative delicacy of the author, and for the desire to bring out of the shadows one of the least virtuous pages of American history. Total surprise for us, who guiltily did not know the author and the book, but for which we must...
The books chosen by Andrea Salonia This review is available only in the original language _________________________________________________________________________ Credo che un libro così dovremmo leggerlo un poco tutti. O meglio: tutti attraversiamo almeno un momento tanto particolare nel corso delle nostre esistenze da rendere utile, fin necessaria, la lettura di un romanzo come Naif.Super. Naif.Super esce per la penna di Erlend Loe, scrittore norvegese classe 1969, nel 1996; io l’ho lasciato sullo scaffale delle librerie più volte, non avendone...
Written by Giada Marino This review is available only in the original language. _____________________________________________________ Anche oggi ho voglia di recensire qualcosa per i più giovani e coraggiosi lettori. Siete pronti a tremare per la paura? Perché è quello che succederà mentre leggerete il libro che vi presenterò oggi. Si tratta del settimo volume della collana I Brividosi, edito da Piemme Junior, intitolato Due streghe per due gemelle. Cosa ci racconta oggi il nostro ormai caro amico P.P.Strello?...
“Sad houses, even without a particular reason, end up making those who live there sad.” An intense book with good feelings. An invitation to behave well and do good in order to live a life to the best of one’s ability, because even when we have winter inside us, a rainbow is always ready to reveal itself on the horizon. The protagonist, Eiko, is a hypersensitive girl, who grew up in a Japanese seaside, where...
“Men dream of being the first and only lovers of the woman they love. Women say the last one sings victory.” A double roller coaster ride without the safety bar pulled down, while when we bought the ticket we thought we were going on a quiet panoramic train among the ruins of love (and certainly in this the title of the book partly misled us). Once you have managed to survive the first carousel ride...
