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Mad, Bad, Dangerous to Know
Colm Toibin
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Beschreibung
An intimate study of three of Ireland''s greatest writers from one of its best-loved contemporary voices, Colm Tóibín
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In Mad, Bad, Dangerous to Know Colm Tóibín takes three of Ireland''s greatest writers - Oscar Wilde, W.B. Yeats and James Joyce - and examines their earliest influences: their fathers.
With his inimitable wit and sensitivity, Tóibín introduces us to Wilde Senior, the philandering doctor whose libel case prefigured that of his son; the elder Yeats, an impoverished artist who never finished a painting; and to John Stanislaus Joyce, the hard-drinking, storytelling father of James, who couldn''t feed his own family.
This is an illuminating study of how each of these men cast a long shadow not only over the lives of their famous sons, but over the works for which they are celebrated and cherished.
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''Astonishing to read. Tóibín has a hawk-like eye for literary subtleties, and a generosity towards his subjects that is warm'' Sunday Times
''Funny, exciting, illuminating, wonderful, so engaging. Tells us more than a little about our own selves along the way'' Irish Times
''There is something interesting and insightful on almost every page'' Observer
''Sparkling, subtle, witty and often deeply moving . . . A classic'' Fintan O''Toole, New Statesman
''Scintillating, imaginative, enlightening and powerfully moving throughout'' Roy Foster, Spectator
