One of Charles Bukowski's best, this beer-soaked, deliciously degenerate novel follows the wanderings of aspiring writer Henry Chinaski across World War II-era America. Deferred from military service, Chinaski travels from city to city, moving listlessly from one odd job to another, always... show more
One of Charles Bukowski's best, this beer-soaked, deliciously degenerate novel follows the wanderings of aspiring writer Henry Chinaski across World War II-era America. Deferred from military service, Chinaski travels from city to city, moving listlessly from one odd job to another, always needing money but never badly enough to keep a job. His day-to-day existence spirals into an endless litany of pathetic whores, sordid rooms, dreary embraces, and drunken brawls, as he makes his bitter, brilliant way from one drink to the next. Charles Bukowski's posthumous legend continues to grow. Factotum is a masterfully vivid evocation of slow-paced, low-life urbanity and alcoholism, and an excellent introduction to the fictional world of Charles Bukowski.
Publish date: August 15th 2006
Pages no: 208
Edition language: English
Jak dla mnie szału nie ma, dupy nie urywa, cycki nadal w staniku.
Charles Bukowski, Factotum (London: Virgin Books, 2009), 163pp "I always started a job with the feeling that I'd soon quit or be fired, and this gave me a relaxed manner that was mistaken for intelligence or some secret power." (pp99-100). Less focused than either Post Office or Ham on Rye, Facto...
richly deserves its critical reception, Charles Bukowski's FACTOTUM is a minimalist, deadpan, alcoholic memoirish piece of stripped down prose exploring a series of dead-end jobs and dead-end outcomes amidist skid row. somewhat in the tradition of Hemingway (see Hemingway's almost all-dialogue novel...
While I have read many books of poetry by Bukowski, this is my first time reading one of his actual novels, which I picked up on a whim. While I was reading, I took notes, because the things I wanted to bring up became too overwhelming for me to simply remember. Here are the things that really stood...
IMO, not as entertaining as Post Office. This is a modern picaresque, and in that way it is interesting. While I sometimes want to slap Bukowski/Chinaski, other times I want to hug him, and I always appreciate his honesty.