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<description><![CDATA[<a class="highslide" href="https://picture.graycity.net/img/renata-adler/speedboat.jpg"><img src="https://picture.graycity.net/img/renata-adler/speedboat_preview.jpg" class="fr-fic fr-dib" title ="Speedboat" alt ="Speedboat"/></a><br//><div>When <em>Speedboat</em> burst on the scene in the late ’70s it was like nothing readers had encountered before. It seemed to disregard the rules of the novel, but it wore its unconventionality with ease. Reading it was a pleasure of a new, unexpected kind. Above all, there was its voice, ambivalent, curious, wry, the voice of Jen Fain, a journalist negotiating the fraught landscape of contemporary urban America. Party guests, taxi drivers, brownstone dwellers, professors, journalists, presidents, and debutantes fill these dispatches from the world as Jen finds it. <br><br>A touchstone over the years for writers as different as David Foster Wallace and Elizabeth Hardwick, <em>Speedboat </em>returns to enthrall a new generation of readers.<h3>From Bookforum</h3>Adler's eye and ear for the peculiar are unmatched in American letters. <em>Speedboat</em> reveals at every turn bewildering forks in the route ahead, confusions between literal and figurative, a widespread misapprehension of scale and scope, a general loss of equilibrium; in the episodes of daily life, nothing presents itself in the form of a single entendre. —Gary Indiana <h3>Review</h3>Renata Adler's first novel, 'Speedboat" ... is that kind of book. The kind you buy multiple copies of to push on friends, the kind you dog-ear and mark up until it could line a hamster cage. A talisman, a weapon, a touchstone. ... I don't press "The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge" or "Beyond Good and Evil" on people anymore. But that's the kind of book that kind of book is, burning in your thoughts, a grass fire, consuming the air. ... Right down to its final, just-right sentence, it's -- well, it will literally knock your socks off. Read it. Michael Robbins, Chicago Tribune<br>Aftter years of being passed along to new readers like samizdat pamphlet. ... These are not works of realism--they have a dreamlike quality-- but they contain as much reality as a Balzac novel does. It's just that their reality is incantatory, sparse, periodically blazing. ... "Speedboat" is one of the more penetrating and oddly hypnotizing books I know; reading it is like being in a snowstorm. ...If all you get from "Speedboat" and "Pitch Dark" is a shudder of pleasure and self-recognition, you are probably not reading deeply enough. Welcome Back, Renata Adler. MeghanO'Rourke, The New Yorker<br>I Was In Love and Then I wasn't, and sometime during the drifting gray interim I was told by a bookseller friend to read Renata Adler's 1976 debut, Speedboat, a novel that had long been out of print but was absolutely, he insisted, worth the trouble of the search. ... My friend was correct, as booksellers usually are; it was as though the novel had outstretched arms and I fell in. Anna<br>Weiner, Paris Review<br>"She is one of the most brilliant—that is, vivid, intense, astute, and penetrating—essayists in contemporary letters, and most contrarian: much of what you think she will passionately undo. And she is a novelist whose voice, even decades after her books were written, seems new and original, and, if you are a writer, one you wish were your own." —Michael Wolff, <em>The Guardian</em><br>“I think <em>Speedboat</em> will find a new generation of dazzled readers.” —Katie Roiphe,<em> Slate</em><br>"<em>Speedboat</em> is as vital a document of the last half of the American century as <em>Slouching Towards Bethlehem</em> and <em>The Death and Life of Great American Cities</em>. Right down to its final, just-right sentence, it's—well, it will literally knock your socks off." —Michael Robbins, <em>Chicago Tribune</em><br>“<em>Speedboat</em> captivates by its jagged and frenetic changes of pitch and tone and voice. Adler confides, reflects, tells a story, aphorizes, undercuts the aphorism, then undercuts that. Ideas, experiences, and emotions are inseparable. I don’t know what she’ll say next. She tantalizes by being simultaneously daring and elusive.” —David Shields, *Reality Hunger<br><em>“Nobody writes better prose than Renata Adler.” —John Leonard, </em>Vanity Fair*<br>“A brilliant series of glimpses into the special oddities and new terrors of contemporary life—abrupt, painful, and altogether splendid.” —Donald Barthelme </div>]]></description>
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