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This is the first unexpurgated English edition of Curzio Malaparte’s legendary work The Skin . The book begins in 1943, with Allied forces cementing their grip on the devastated city of Naples. The sometime Fascist and ever-resourceful Curzio Malaparte is working with the Americans as a liaison officer. He looks after Colonel Jack Hamilton, “a Christian gentleman . . . an American in the noblest sense of the word,” who speaks French and cites the classics and holds his nose as the two men tour the squalid streets of a city in ruins where liberation is only another word for desperation. Veterans of the disbanded Italian army beg for work. A rare specimen from the city’s famous aquarium is served up at a ceremonial dinner for high Allied officers. Prostitution is rampant. The smell of death is everywhere. Subtle, cynical, evasive, manipulative, unnerving, always astonishing, Malaparte is a supreme artist of the unreliable, both the product and the prophet of a world gone rotten to the core.
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La pelle, Curzio Malaparte
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- Année de publication
- 1991
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- Titre
- La pelle
- Langue
- Italien
- Auteurs
- Curzio Malaparte
- Éditeur
- Mondadori
- Publié
- 1991
- Format
- souple
- Pages
- 332
- ISBN10
- 8804342862
- ISBN13
- 9788804342861
- Séries
- Mots clés
- Fiction, Thème historique, Histoires vraies, Romans historiques, Classiques, Guerres, Seconde Guerre mondiale, Europe du Sud, Italie, Reportages, Roman social, Adapté au cinéma, Littérature italienne, Période post-guerre, Prostitution, Fascisme
- Première publication
- 1949
- Titre original
- La pelle
- Évaluation
- 4,05 sur 5
- Description
- This is the first unexpurgated English edition of Curzio Malaparte’s legendary work The Skin . The book begins in 1943, with Allied forces cementing their grip on the devastated city of Naples. The sometime Fascist and ever-resourceful Curzio Malaparte is working with the Americans as a liaison officer. He looks after Colonel Jack Hamilton, “a Christian gentleman . . . an American in the noblest sense of the word,” who speaks French and cites the classics and holds his nose as the two men tour the squalid streets of a city in ruins where liberation is only another word for desperation. Veterans of the disbanded Italian army beg for work. A rare specimen from the city’s famous aquarium is served up at a ceremonial dinner for high Allied officers. Prostitution is rampant. The smell of death is everywhere. Subtle, cynical, evasive, manipulative, unnerving, always astonishing, Malaparte is a supreme artist of the unreliable, both the product and the prophet of a world gone rotten to the core.








