Athena [John Banville] on *FREE* shipping on qualifying offers. From the internationally acclaimed author of The Book of Evidence and Ghosts. Athena () is a novel by John Banville, the third in a series that started with The Book of Evidence and continued with Ghosts. In it a woman steps out of her. Frederick Busch. Los Angeles Times – 02 July In his 10th novel, John Banville returns to the protagonist of his eighth (“The Book of Evidence”), a sad.
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Some shout outs to the previous novels, and the culmination athenaa an aesthetic dream in Freddie’s head from the first turned large and come back to bite off his head.
Sometimes it seems like the cops are onto him, sometimes it seems like he’s in a dangerous world that has put him in over his head.
This is the last novel in a trilogy that includes Book of Evidence and Ghosts. Hackett though is even more surprising. In the end, the woman mysteriously disappears, as do the paintings and his commissioner.
Goodreads helps you keep track of books you want to read. That novel is set in Dublin in the grey and stifling s. Jan 31, Eric rated it bavnille it. Banville has two daughters from his relationship with Patricia Quinn, former head of the Arts Council of Ireland.
The story is about art theft, forgery, a mysterious woman, and a passionate love affair. All this I understand now–but then; ah, my dear, then!
He lived in the United States during and Told mostly in the first person which can be very boring at times. Each week, our editors select the one author and one book they believe to be most worthy of your attention and highlight them in our Pro Connect email alert. Images of you, of my doomy rescuer whom I shall call Athena or simply Aof art, of misconstrued childhood embarrassments, not of mine perhaps but rather of my nearly forgotten or spontaneously invented son, thick with the sibilance of rain and a humorless detective-inspector named Hackett, dance before me like a jjohn Shakespearean metaphor.
He will reappear as the central character of “The Sea”, without a hint of a criminal past, at least as far as I recall. In his 10th novel, John Banville returns to the protagonist of his eighth “The Book of Evidence”a sad, homicidal monologuist who tells and tells and tells us his troubles.
Characteristically, there are gorgeous, startling, dark and funny passages, and the descriptions of the paintings would make Perec proud, but these exercises didn’t resonate like the other two parts in this ‘trilogy’.
Much of Banville’s prose is lovely. Was he playing with our expectations?
Fitful allusions to the earlier banvillr in the trilogy flit unpredictably into the story. Still a good book, because you can always count on Banville f Almost inevitably a disappointment, given my fascination with The Book of Evidence.
What affects me most strongly and most immediately in a work of art is the quality of its silence. His name is Max Morden. Oh, and his aunt is sick. In a sense it johb not unlike a playland created by children under a blanket, where every fold can bring about another scene no matter which way you turn, atheja together by a playful dream-logic where everything makes sense because absolutely nothing makes sense.
It is a paranoiac world, jonn novel, and nothing–neither the paintings, their possible owner or thiefand A. Want to Read saving…. Yet Banville manages to make it all compelling through the use of his prose, which seems determined to plunge the reader into a languid, dream-like affair, held together by a narrator who seems to drift in and out of his own story, sometimes settling into a vanville with a startlingly concrete presence, and other times anchored to absolutely nothing at all.
But now his wordplay amuses less; his characters’ psychological fixes appear contrived; his modernism, mannered.
In fact, sometimes he comes across as having made it his life’s goal to make us aware of just how many words exist in the English language, and how they can be used in a sentence. Banville has undoubted cratsmanship in his prose, and here manages to strike a better balance with storytelling, though as malevolent as Freddie was, this reader yearned for him to emerge from behind the shadow of the more guilless Morrow.
But I wanted to get away from my family. His sister Vonnie Banville-Evans has written both a children’s novel and a reminiscence of growing up Banville was born in Wexford, Ireland. Another kind of quasi-objective anchor is provided by the catalogue descriptions of various paintings that come in between the chapters. After the Irish Press collapsed inhe became a sub-editor at the Irish Times.
The story doesn’t really materialize, certainly in no obvious way for a reader unfamiliar with this b This is a recent novel that is both difficult and enjoyable – which means it is not written by an American author. Jul 19, Bruce rated it liked it.