Killing the Second Dog
Marek Hlasko, Lesley Chamberlain
"Hlasko's tale comes off the web page at you love a pit bull."—The Washington Post
“His writing is taut and psychologically nuanced like that of the nice dime-store novelist Georges Simenon, his novelistic global as profane as Isaac Babel's.”—Wall highway Journal
"Spokesman in the event you have been indignant and beat . . . turbulent, temperamental, and tortured."—The big apple Times
"A must-read . . . piercing and compelling."—Kirkus Reviews
"A self-taught author with an uncanny present for narrative and dialogue."—Roman Polanski
“Marek Hlasko … lived via what he wrote and died of an overdose of solitude and never sufficient love.”— Jerzy Kosinski, writer of The Painted Bird and Being There
"A glittering black comedy ... that's both wonderful and wrenching."
— Publishers Weekly
"The idol of Poland's younger iteration in 1956."
— Czeslaw Milosz, 1980 Nobel Prize in Literature
Robert and Jacob are down-and-out Polish con males residing in Israel within the Sixties. they're making plans to run a rip-off on an American widow traveling the rustic. Robert, who masterminds the scheme, and Jacob, who acts it out, are tricky, determined males, adrift within the nasty underworld of Tel Aviv. Robert arranges for Jacob to run into the girl, whose middle is open; the lads are hoping her pockets is simply too. What follows is a narrative of affection, deception, cruelty, and disgrace, as Jacob pretends to fall in love together with her. it isn't simply Jacob who is acting a job; approximately all of the characters are actors in an unpleasant tale, whole with elements for homicide and suicide. Marek Hlasko's writing combines brutal realism with smoky, hardboiled discussion in a bleak global the place violence is the norm and love is frequently in basic terms an act.
Marek Hlasko, referred to as the James Dean of jap Europe, used to be exiled from Communist Poland and spent his lifestyles wandering the globe. He died in 1969 of an overdose of alcohol and dozing tablets in Wiesbaden, Germany.
Didn’t care. Robert, I knew he used to be pondering the child and that his brain used to be operating complete steam, bobbing up with new rules and rejecting them one by one. at the least i may ascertain this night he wouldn’t bore me together with his bullshit concerning the form of theater he longed to create. “You’re a loser, too, Robert.” “Not yet,” he stated. “Right now I’m a type of who’ve discovered a great perspective. It used to be me who chanced on you and guessed you’d as soon as desired to be an actor. It set me pondering.
4 brief novels and a number of other brief tales he set in Israel it was once no longer desire for one humans, however the impossibility of human goodness as such, which obsessed him. In Czestochowa in 1945 he witnessed the arriving of the crimson military to “liberate” the town. negative thoughts from that point come again to hang-out the protagonist of Killing the second one puppy. In his autobiography Hlasko remembered the lady who attempted to prevent being raped through addressing the commandant in Russian and alluring him with a shot of.
center attack.” She got here as much as me and kissed me at the cheek. She did it sweetly and of course, as though she have been my sister. “But don’t be offended at him, please.” Her eyes packed with tears back. “It’s all my fault. I don’t understand how to carry him up.” “I’m no longer angry,” I stated. “I by no means concept I’d glance this solid in a lady’s go well with. The floral layout is beautiful. I’m yes Robert will get pleasure from it, too.” “You’re really nice, you recognize? i admire you.” That’s the way it all begun. She was once just a step away; I.
She’s getting back from the States at the 15th and going immediately to Tiberias. A bellhop i do know advised me.” “But you needed to telephone him, didn’t you?” “What’s the variation? once we end with this one, we’ll visit Tiberias.” “No,” I stated. “It’s too scorching over there this time of yr. round a hundred and twenty° within the sunlight. I’ll suffocate.” “You’ll be ok. I pay attention she’s a truly great woman. we need to begin trying to find a brand new puppy. There’s a bulldog I’d like, however the proprietor wishes 80 kilos. That’s too much.”.
Something,” he acknowledged. “Go forward, ask something you want.” “When you come back to the States, am i able to name you Daddy?” “Sure,” I stated. “You can commence calling me that now.” He left, and once he climbed into the cab, it drove away. accurately at this second the bouncer seemed, as all of sudden as though he had emerged from lower than the floor. I’ll by no means recognize the place he were hiding so good that no-one observed him, neither Robert, me, nor her. He used to be beaming; he gave the impression of a potato proficient with intelligence.