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  1. says:

    Dear Charles Bukowski may you rot in peace You had a way with words and your powers of observation were not without an edge I uite liked your political statements they showed that you after all used your intellect what ever much was left of it in your intoxicated brainYour diary reminds me a bit of Celine and maybe that was your intention you were a man who had read a great dealI realise that you in your life have felt betrayed and not as valued a writer as you thought you deserved Regrettably this piece of apeshit does not add much to the value History is filled with tales of men falling apart finding only short lasting pleasures in sex and drugs and describing it in detail as if anyone cared about yet another low life writer Grammar wise there is something called “capital letter after punctuation” which you choose to neglect totally throughout your diary This was very annoying and frankly you are not in position to set up your own grammar rules However you did provoke a smile here and there mostly when you were sober and I will grant you 3 small stars for you many wordplays


  2. says:

    Rating books with stars like bars or restaurants or anything else is pretty sillyThis was a good book to read at night while drinking pints at pubs in Seattle A collection of articles from a small? paper in Los Angeles ? there's no apparent chronology or order of any kind to them If there is it's deep an intellectualAnd after all an intellectual takes something simple and makes it complex while an artist takes something complex and makes it simple Indirect book uoteI'm reminded of World War Z; each story is captivating but you tire a little of the style However just as you're tiring of the style you get caught up in the next storyI bought my dad a copy of this book he told me it reminded him of Kerouac That set me back a little as I never knew my father before his grumpiness and angst his tiredness Like a uote from Field of DreamsIt's also a kind of life I appreciate which perhaps is easy to take the wrong way Because life is for the living


  3. says:

    Picture an alien Let's say for convenience sake he has a completely human appearance He crashed on earth a few hours ago and now wanders around in a city whose name is irrelevant while trying to get used to the possibility of having to spend the rest of his life among humans See him as he walks through a park absorbing images and smells pausing every once in a while to take a closer look at whatever catches his attention Starting to feel tired he heads toward a bench Just before he sits he sees an object on the bench which recognizes as a book let's again suppose that there are books on his planet and that he knows how to read He picks it up and reads the title Notes of a Dirty Old Man by Charles Bukowski Having all the time in the world at his disposal he starts reading Half an hour passes and judging by the volume of the pages read and those left we can assume he's halfway through Now if you look close you'll see a certain expression on his face Something which you recognize Something that looks like disgust mixed with something else Is it fear? Could it be fear? It's not a horror novel but yes the you look the certain you become It is fear Now you see him lowering the book and looking straight ahead without really seeing much It's the same look a convict might have He closes the book and puts it back on the bench at the exact same spot where he found it Without taking his eyes from that nonexistent spot straight ahead he reaches into the inside pocket of his coat and takes out a small object It takes you a few seconds to realize it looks suspiciously similar to a handgun It's probably the intergalactic euivalent of a beretta or something like that Without even blinking he points the gun to his own head A split second before he pulls the trigger you see a tear just starting to trickle down his cheek The one thought that pops in your mind as the image fades out is that his blood is red Why is his blood red?So I guess I chose a somewhat extravagant way to say that if an alien's first touch with humanity was through this book they'd totally kill themselves without thinking Bukowski's stories paint a sick picture of everyday life It seems like he strips reality of all that's good or pure leaving only the rotten parts and throws it in your face I think I would have liked it when I was younger However there's something sickly poetic and poetically sick in this book which I found brilliant


  4. says:

    You have to put Bukowski's sexism aside in order to enjoy his witty often brutal tales from the American underground Fun to read


  5. says:

    I had a Chuck Bukowski kick back in 2004 I moved out of my father's house the year prior inadvertently isolated myself from most of my friends got a soul draining job in retail and fallen into a bit of depression which hardly anyone noticed Though I hardly remember what I read it spoke to me because I was in a toxic environment and Bukowski wrote with an honest intensity that was lacking in my life at the time


  6. says:

    This one is not for the faint of heart the delicate nor the easily offended but if you are bold daring and curious it is somewhat entertaining The rants stories and prose poems collected here are uneven in uality but enough of them held my interest so that I was able to finish reading Notes of a Dirty Old Man Bukowski is so unflinchingly honest about everything so don't read this if you can't handle the truth He also exposes things some might wish they had never seen prostitution murder abuse rape suicide suicide by alcoholism even necrophilia At times I found the collection sophomoric as though he were daring me to read on and read on I did While some of the stories successfully disturbed there were also some priceless nuggets of wisdom in these pages about the futility of revolution and in this Socratic exchange about how this world makes us all mad you say you often feel this madness what do you do when it comes upon you?I write poetryis poetry madness?non poetry is madnesswhat is madness?madness is ugliness 178And ugliness is a fact of life as Notes of a Dirty Old Man shows page after page but I still couldn't stop reading because in the end every story leads to the same place and this is it man I'd like to see a good pair of shoes on every man walking the streets and see that he gets a good piece of ass and a bellyfull of food too Christ the last piece of ass I've had was in 1966 and I've been jacking off ever since and there just ain't no jackoff compared to that wonder hole 69 And indeed the conflict that drives this book is the search to get laid by a woman and for the next drink but he never seems to be without that because drink is so much easier to acuire So all this time I saw Bukowski as a misogynist when in fact he is entranced by the power of the feminine the great wonder hole or should I say wonder whole because it's only when he is getting laid or writing that he is somewhat at peace whole just like every other angry frustrated male writer from Herman Melville to DH Lawrence to JRR Tolkien One man's elusive white whale or magic ring is another man's coveted wonder hole In fact I'm feeling pretty empowered as a woman after reading this Seriously though the misogyny of the other Beat writers of his time makes Bukowski look like a pussycat no pun intended


  7. says:

    Notes of a Dirty Old Man by Charles Bukowski is somewhat a autobiography of Bukowski himself but also his alter ego Henry This novel is mainly dealing with gabling drinking and whoring which Bukowski is really good at but what I find him to be even better at is his way with words and that does not show its true colours in this book I read for the prose when it comes to this author so I was very disappointed to find a lack so enormous that I could hardly get through the book Still the writing style is very typical for Bukowski which gave some feeling homely What I enjoyed the most about this book was the ending and not just because I could finally put the book down for good but because of its optimism Bukowski lead a very from day to day life with very little content seen with modern society's eyes


  8. says:

    So dirtySo drunkySo angryTruly like an American Celine


  9. says:

    Like South of No North this book has its ups and downs although I like Notes of a Dirty Old Man slightly better for several reasons There are some really really interesting and great short stories in this book and there are some really weird messed up ones which leave you saying or thinking WTF? This is a collection of articles that Bukowski wrote in his column for OPEN CITY over about a 11 month period This book has reconfirmed for me the fact that Bukowski is best at this form of writing short stories His poetry can be very hit and miss at times but his short story prose is often good than bad and sometimes exceptionally fascinating and uirkyThere is plenty of booze and debauchery in this collection There were a few surprises here too both good and bad One good surprise was a short piece about Bukowski meeting Neal Cassady shortly before he died It is well written interesting and I think he does a nice summation of Cassady at the end of his life He says that Kerouac has written your other chapters One disappointing surprise was Bukowski's opinion of Burroughs Burroughs is a very dull writer He truly thinks Celine is the bee's knees I have read some Celine and think he is a pretty good writer but terribly pessimistic and misanthropic sounds right up Buk's lane huh?In conclusion this book would be exceptionally good if it didn't contain those few really disturbing stories I know some Buk fans will disagree but hell that's how I roll Definitely worth the price of admission thoughA big thanks to the Temple University Japan Tokyo Library for lending me a copy of this book


  10. says:

    I was expecting something witty and intelligent what I got was violent crude misogynistic and highly unpleasant in the beginning at least After a few tens of pages it settles down into a well mostly stable narrative; almost like Bukowski wanted to put off the reader from delving further into the book Beneath the vulgarity self loathing and woman hating there is a glimmer of something Perhaps it is as the reviews on the back cover suggest about the futility of life It could be just the authors’ alter egos desire for self harm Maybe it is a commentary on the depths to which a down and out or if you prefer a poor unfortunate who has had some bad breaks will sink in order to avoid the real world Or perhaps it is just the rabid ranting of an old fart of a poet trying to shock It didn’t light my world on fire


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Notes of a Dirty Old Man

review È PDF, DOC, TXT or eBook Õ Charles Bukowski

He night A long distance operator from Newburgh NY sends me money She wants me to give up drinking beer and to eat well I hear from a madman who calls himself 'King Arthur' and live. You have to put Bukowski's sexism aside in order to enjoy his witty often brutal tales from the American underground Fun to read

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S on Vine Street in Hollywood and wants to help me write my column A doctor comes to my door 'I read your column and think I can help you I used to be a psychiatrist' I send him awa. So dirtySo drunkySo angryTruly like an American Celine

review È PDF, DOC, TXT or eBook Õ Charles Bukowski

People come to my door too many of them really and knock to tell me Notes of a Dirty Old Man turns them on A bum off the road brings in a gypsy and his wife and we talk drink half t. Picture an alien Let's say for convenience sake he has a completely human appearance He crashed on earth a few hours ago and now wanders around in a city whose name is irrelevant while trying to get used to the possibility of having to spend the rest of his life among humans See him as he walks through a park absorbing images and smells pausing every once in a while to take a closer look at whatever catches his attention Starting to feel tired he heads toward a bench Just before he sits he sees an object on the bench which recognizes as a book let's again suppose that there are books on his planet and that he knows how to read He picks it up and reads the title Notes of a Dirty Old Man by Charles Bukowski Having all the time in the world at his disposal he starts reading Half an hour passes and judging by the volume of the pages read and those left we can assume he's halfway through Now if you look close you'll see a certain expression on his face Something which you recognize Something that looks like disgust mixed with something else Is it fear Could it be fear It's not a horror novel but yes the you look the certain you become It is fear Now you see him lowering the book and looking straight ahead without really seeing much It's the same look a convict might have He closes the book and puts it back on the bench at the exact same spot where he found it Without taking his eyes from that nonexistent spot straight ahead he reaches into the inside pocket of his coat and takes out a small object It takes you a few seconds to realize it looks suspiciously similar to a handgun It's probably the intergalactic euivalent of a beretta or something like that Without even blinking he points the gun to his own head A split second before he pulls the trigger you see a tear just starting to trickle down his cheek The one thought that pops in your mind as the image fades out is that his blood is red Why is his blood redSo I guess I chose a somewhat extravagant way to say that if an alien's first touch with humanity was through this book they'd totally kill themselves without thinking Bukowski's stories paint a sick picture of everyday life It seems like he strips reality of all that's good or pure leaving only the rotten parts and throws it in your face I think I would have liked it when I was younger However there's something sickly poetic and poetically sick in this book which I found brilliant

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  • Notes of a Dirty Old Man
  • Charles Bukowski
  • English
  • 03 July 2017
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