By David Gerrold
David Gerrold takes you on a journey of exchange universes … universes the place Santa Claus isn’t great and the simplest guy is admittedly elected president; the place Ronald Reagan and Gregory Peck command the aircraft wearing the 1st atomic bomb and John F. Kennedy stars within the hit exhibit famous person music, the place Franz Kafka doesn’t write fiction and the satan holds academic seminars. advent through Mike Resnick.
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Twee echtparen gaan een avond uit eten in een eating place. Ze praten over alledaagse dingen, dingen waar mensen tijdens etentjes over praten: werk, de laatste motion pictures, de oorlog in Irak, vakantieplannen, et cetera. Maar ondertussen vermijden ze waar ze het eigenlijk over moeten hebben: hun kinderen.
De twee vijftienjarige zoons van beide echtparen, Michel en Rick, hebben samen iets uitgehaald wat hun toekomst kan verwoesten. Tot dusver zijn alleen vage beelden van de twee in Opsporing verzocht vertoond en zit het onderzoek naar hun identiteit giant. Maar hoe lang nog? Twee mannen, twee vrouwen, twee zoons – wie durft een beslissing te nemen over de toekomst van zijn eigen type? Wat het nog ingewikkelder maakt is dat de vader van een van de jongens de beoogde nieuwe minister-president van Nederland is.
Het diner is de weergaloze en ambitieuze nieuwe roman van Herman Koch, waarin de vraag centraal staat in hoeverre je als ouder verantwoordelijk bent voor de daden van je eigen sort. In soepel proza schotelt Koch de lezer een bloedstollend verhaal voor dat zich binnen de tijdsspanne van een avond voltrekt. Een roman met de tragiek van de movie Festen – heel menselijk en onafwendbaar op het noodlot afstevenend.
Residing on a windy simple in a home made totally from tin, a recluse's quiet existence is reworked through the seriously severe Mary Petrie who arrives unannounced with a trunk of her property in tow. As a procession of latest houseguests starts, our narrator is positioned stressed as his previously-isolated life is became on its head and he's pressured to select from a solitary lifestyles and becoming a member of the mass exodus of his neighbours.
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He was worried about the whiteness in the woman's knuckle where it wrapped around the SIG-Sauer's trigger. Accidents can happen. " she asked. He looked at her, blankly. No handcuffs! he thought. Why not? The woman shrugged at him. OK, have it your own way, she was saying. Her face settled to a stare. It was not a pretty face, but it was interesting. Some character there. She was about thirty-five, which is not old, but there were lines in her skin, like she spent time making animated expressions.
Soon as the words were out, he knew it was a dumb thing to say. The guy just shrugged and put an all-purpose miserable look on his face. He cupped his hands on the floor and started butting the shards into a pile. Reacher slid out of his chair and stepped away from the table and squared his napkin on the tile next to him and started collecting the debris into it. The couple five tables away was watching him. " Reacher asked. "An hour," the guy said. " The guy shrugged again and smiled a bitter smile.
The two guys Reacher was watching were standing close to the bar, talking quietly to the owner. The bar was a token affair built across the corner of the room. It made a neat sharp triangle about seven or eight feet on a side. It was not really a bar in the sense that anybody was ever going to sit there and drink anything. It was just a focal point. It was somewhere to keep the liquor bottles. They were crowded three-deep on glass shelves in front of sandblasted mirrors. The register and the credit card machine were on the bottom shelf.