All My Cats
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- USD 12.99
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- USD 12.99
Descripción editorial
'One of the greatest European prose writers' Philip Roth
In the autumn of 1965, Bohumil Hrabal bought a weekend cottage in the countryside east of Prague. There, until his death, he tended to an ever-growing, unruly community of cats. This is his confessional, tender and shocking meditation on the joys and torments of his life with them; how he became increasingly overwhelmed by the demands of the things he loved, even to the brink of madness.
'Dark and strange ... It begins with warmth and fluffiness, but soon descends into Dostoevskian horror' Daily Telegraph
'The Czech master exposed the animal within us' New Yorker
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This slender volume from novelist Hrabal (1914 1997), originally published in 1983, is an affecting meditation on the joys and occasional griefs of sharing his life with a large group of cats. While working in Prague during the week, Hrabal constantly worries about the animals that inhabit and which he's allowed to completely overrun his country cottage, and only upon returning there for the weekend can he feel relieved. Should anything happen to him or his wife, he frets, "Who would feed the cats?" So when a new litter brings the cottage's feline population over capacity, and Hrabal rashly decides to kill several kittens, readers will be shocked. That he can keep them on his side afterward by persuasively showing himself as appalled at what he's done is a testament to his storytelling skills. These include an ability to balance brutal moments with tender ones, as when relating how even his feline-averse wife "always looked forward to mornings, when we'd wake up and I'd open the door and five grown cats would come charging into the kitchen and lap up two full bowls of milk." Hrabal's involving and moving story will prod his audience to look more closely at their own relationships with other creatures.
