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  • Paperback: 149 pages
  • Publisher: Vintage Books; 1st Vintage Books Ed edition (24 Jun 1997)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 0679781269
  • ISBN-13: 978-0679781264
  • Product Dimensions: 13.1 x 1.1 x 20.3 cm
  • Average Customer Review: 5.0 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (6 customer reviews)
  • Amazon Bestsellers Rank: 133,506 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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1 of 1 people found the following review helpful By A Customer on 25 April 2003
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A book for readers, if you know what I mean. Broyard evocatively captures the feeling of being young, in love with life and full of creative potential in the Village. In the spirit of Gatsby he worships at the feet of writers, poets, painters and thinkers who have self-made their personalities like works of art. He talks of love and the discovery of sex with the semantic precision of a literary critic and passionate wit of a bar-fly intellectual. The fact that the author never finished the memoir makes it even more of a romantic artefact. Broyard and 'Kafka Was the Rage' are caught in a state of eternal potential, like a flies in amber. It's sad though in a whistful sort of way. As for Fitzgerald's lost generation, the East Coast brand of anti-establishmentism and sexual liberation at the end of the Second World War had uncertainty, fear and a lost innocence as its psycho-sematic itch.
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2 of 2 people found the following review helpful By A Customer on 18 Nov 1998
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As someone fascinated by New York City, especially the birth of the beat period, I found Broyard's writing witty and sentimental. He gives wonderful descriptions of the various writers and artists that inhabited Greenwhich Village after the war, and vividly paints a picture of a progressive period in history.
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4 of 5 people found the following review helpful By DOPPLEGANGER TOP 500 REVIEWER on 30 May 2007
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I recently participated in a cultural and gourmet walking tour around the village. It was a most enjoyable few hours, well led by Michael, a resting actor, which stirred my desire to experience what it might have felt like to be part of the nascency of the post-war New York City beat generation.

My good but superficial introduction was transported by Anatole Broyard's memoirs into a more comprehensive grasp of the prevailing atmosphere in Greenwich Village during the late 1940's. Flesh was added to the skeleton together with smells, touch and insight. It is not an autobiography in the conventional sense but a series of recollections which graphically paints the canvas of the era.

The reader is a fly on the wall of the author's life, loves, bohemian acquaintances and perceptions. For Greenwich Village to beome multi-dimensional this book is a must read.
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