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Without Feathers

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Meet Woody Allen... "Today I saw a red-and-yellow sunset and thought, How insignificant I am! Of course, I thought that yesterday, too, and it rained..." Woody Allen's humour defies categorisation. Forever at war with just about everything (himself, women, dentists, the universe...), he plays the role of the all-time loser with riotous aplomb. This book is Woody Allen's guide to coping with what life has to offer - from finding excuses for psychic phenomena to the mysteries of Mensa, from God (or lack of God) to a brief, yet helpful, guide to civil disobedience. This is Woody Allen at his hilarious best - a genius in the tradition of Groucho Marx and James Thurber. A man whose simple artistic ambition is "to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience of my race. And then to see if I can get them mass-produced in plastic".

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Without Feathers, Woody Allen

Jazyk
Rok vydania
1981
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(mäkká),
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Dobrá
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8,59 €

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Titul
Without Feathers
Jazyk
anglicky
Vydavateľ
Sphere
Rok vydania
1981
Väzba
mäkká
Série
Prvé vydanie
1975
Pôvodný názov
Without Feathers
Hodnotenie
4,1 z 5
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Meet Woody Allen... "Today I saw a red-and-yellow sunset and thought, How insignificant I am! Of course, I thought that yesterday, too, and it rained..." Woody Allen's humour defies categorisation. Forever at war with just about everything (himself, women, dentists, the universe...), he plays the role of the all-time loser with riotous aplomb. This book is Woody Allen's guide to coping with what life has to offer - from finding excuses for psychic phenomena to the mysteries of Mensa, from God (or lack of God) to a brief, yet helpful, guide to civil disobedience. This is Woody Allen at his hilarious best - a genius in the tradition of Groucho Marx and James Thurber. A man whose simple artistic ambition is "to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience of my race. And then to see if I can get them mass-produced in plastic".