Donna Leon, Michael Sowa (Ill.)
Jakob Arjouni
Jakob Arjouni
Ludwig Marcuse
Otto A. Böhmer
Tomi Ungerer, Tomi Ungerer (Ill.)
Friedrich Dürrenmatt
Urs Widmer
Loriot
John Vermeulen
Leon de Winter
Rolf Dobelli
Hans Werner Kettenbach
Leon de Winter
Martin Suter
Hansjörg Schneider
Tatjana Hauptmann, Tatjana Hauptmann (Ill.)
An anticipated farewell. Fears already lived through. The great obsession of humanity who cannot bring it under control even with rites and age-old myths. A life towards death, told with heart warming cheerfulness. It is Friday, 22 May 2032. One day after his ninety-fourth birthday, a man sits in a lush blooming garden – it is the paradise garden of his childhood – with a recorder beside him, and tapes his story with Mr. Adamson. He tells his story to us, but most of all to Annie, his grand daughter. And he is waiting – for the very same Mr. Adamson whom he hasn’t seen since he was eight years old. It was a strange encounter. A glimpse into areas which are usually concealed from the living. A grandiose book whose vitality and love of life manages to banish what is the scandal of every life: death. ›Mr. Adamson‹ has been sold to: Ganesa (Norway) Text (Russia) Seagull (United Kingdom)
»This fantastic study of this world and the next, of the spring and the autumn of life, about archaeologists and Navajo Indians, is a great pleasure to read.«Tages-Anzeiger
»A literary dance of death, a thoughtful and mature book about death, ingeniously related. An open-ended book.«Focus
»An attempt to ward off the terror of death through the power of writing and to find a propitiatory response to our primal fear. This is probably the most private book that Urs Widmer has ever written. But above all it is his boldest, maddest, riskiest novel - and doubtless also his best.«Die Weltwoche
»All his stories are really love stories and fables about being on the move, modern Odysseys, full of magic even when reality, politics and war (the war of love) leave his characters maimed and bereft – and yet in the midst of desolation they are never completely desolate. If there still exists a writer today who manages to be utopian without being a blind dreamer, then his name is Urs Widmer.«Der Tagesspiegel
»Few writers can handle the art of exaggeration better, few are more imaginative and bolder in thinking up breakneck roller-coaster rides for the heroes of their novels - but just when our laughter is at its loudest, the ground disappears from beneath our feet, and just when the language becomes crude, we are taken unawares by overtones of poetry. This book is another new variation of the old song of the magic power of story telling.«Neue Zürcher Zeitung
»Whimsical, wise, kind, amusing, Urs Widmer would enrich the shelves of Britain’s own bookshops, too.«New Books in German