Повече от прекрасна книга!
Толкова хумор, толкова ирония, толкова меланхолия, толкова поезия, толкова Ирландия...

I thought I read all his stuff. Came upon this in an old used book store specialising in Sci-Fi paperbacks. This is his only memoir outside of Dandelion Wine. I must have read it a dozen times. The stories are out of this world.

Lo☘️ Ray Bradbury además de ser un prolífico escritor de cuentos y novelas de ciencia ficción y fantasía,también escribió guiones para series y películas.

☘️"Sombras verdes ballena blanca", fue fruto de su viaje a Irlanda para escribir el guión de "Moby Dick" ,el que John Huston llevo al cine en 1956.

☘️Siete meses intentando comprender una verde Irlanda dominada por los cielos grises y la lluvia , luchando con su máquina de escribir con la ballena blanca .

Moby Dick será un reto para él ,Herman Melville ,no lo puso muy fácil con su compleja y peculiar obra

☘️Sus personajes se pondrán la mítica gorra de tweed y se reunirán en un pub,no un pub cualquiera,el de Finn.
Donde lo mismo disfrutas de la compañía de otros parroquianos que entras por la puerta trasera y meditas en el cubículo del filósofo con una Guinnes.

☘️John,el personaje principal,mientras lucha con su máquina de escribir ,se rodeará de lugareños y nos servirá misterios irlandeses.

Una casa con vida propia:Grynwood.

Un lord,Lord Kilgotten que prefiere enterrarse con su bodega de vinos ,porque entiende que sus vecinos prefieren el "mejunje áspero " de la cerveza.

☘️La ironía del autor siempre es un disfrute .

Eso sí ,este libro ,solo lo recomiendo para fans que queramos ir leyendo toda su obra.

Aparte de los más conocidos, recomiendo especialmente:

*"El hombre ilustrado".
Ayyyy esos tatuajes...

*"Cementerio para lunáticos".
Creo que se mueve muy bien en la novela negra y los amantes del cine lo van a gozar.

*"El país de octubre" .
Una colección de relatos con la que me enamoré de su pluma y creo tiene la esencia de este autor tan complejo .

Por suerte todavía me quedan títulos que coleccionar de la reedición que está haciendo Minotauro

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This book was not what I was expecting, but it is still pretty good. I guess I wanted it to be about crazy old John Huston misreading Ray Bradbury and the wacky situations that ensued around their working relationship. That's not to say that there wasn't a bit of that, but this book is good for some old man pub wisdom and literary allusions.

This was not what I expected. I believed this was a book about Ray Bradbury writing the screenplay for John Huston's Moby Dick Film, and yes, it was that, but truly what it is, is a collection of short stories made into a novel--of sorts.

This book is Ireland and the people of that island. It regales us with tales of Dublin and Kilcock and all the lively folks at Heeber Finn, the local pub/bar.

There are stories that don't quite fit and others that fit beautifully. Bradbury's writing is always good and filled with images that are sometimes strange and stunning.

Although it wasn't what I was expecting, the last chapters are Bradbury's seven hours finishing the screenplay with Herman Melville sitting in his room. He found the connective tissue and made the script work.

The stories were cool and flavorful with who the Irish are and it was a wonderful six months in the green of Ireland with that White Whale just out of reach.

Ако някой ден ви се приходи в Ирландия , вземете прочетете тази книжка , тя ще ви разкаже неща които няма да прочетете в брошурите на туристическите бюра .
Дали Бредбъри е заобичал Ирландия ?Със сигурност да, вечното зелено промивано от дъжда който сякаш никога не спира , странните обичаи на този зелен остров насред нищото и хората толкова човечни , забавни със своите чудатости .
Винаги когато чета Бредбъри ми се иска да го бях познавал лично , да мога да стисна ръката му и да му благодаря за историите които е написал, за неговата любов към детството, за вярата му във вечните неща , за полета на фантазията и за убеждението , че когато в един голям човек детето умре часовника почва да върви неумолимо в обратна посока .

I feel kind of bad giving a 3 star review to a Ray Bradbury book, but this one was a slog.

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С Рей Бредбъри не може да имаш очаквания и предубеждения. Просто трябва да го четеш с отворен ум и сърце, с увереност, че той няма да те подведе, а ще те заведе на някое специално място, смес от реалност и въображение, че ще се погрижи да си прекараш страхотно, да видиш живота от друг ъгъл и в крайна сметка да затвориш книгата с разкачена от усмивки челюст. В “Зелени сенки, бял кит” се случва точно това, че и много повече – книгата е рязко отличима от всичко, което съм чел от него и мога да я свържа единствено с любимата ми “Кръчмата на Калахан” на Спайдър Робинсън. Между двете има твърде много паралели, за да е просто случайност, но е важно да се отбележи, че именно един от най-популярните фантасти е написал нефантастична книга, която звучи като разказ за друга планета, но не е – това просто е поема в проза за Ирландия и ирландците.

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Part poetry, part autobiography, and part fiction that merge into a thoroughly enjoyable book. The Dublin pub scenes brought tears and laughter; the Huston episodes made me glad I never met the man; the rambling and regional stories made me aware that I am lucky to live here in Ireland.
One anecdote about George Bernard Shaw that went beyond the usual stereotype of the drunken Irish paddy. He, a tea-totaller, landed in a pub with Bradbury and several cronies on a rainy night, and when Shaw was recognized he got some codding that he was the one who defined an Irishman as one who "could climb over six nude women to get to his mother." Brought loud chuckles from me here in our Irish cottage. Quite true.

Interesting in what concerns the relation Bradbury-Huston, as also the relation of Huston with the world around, in a green, rainy, wet Ireland. Very little on the creative process between the two of them, which is a pity. Would be the most interesting... most of the pages are wasted in pub stories that don't add to much. But it is, as expected, beautifully written.

DNF

This took awhile - there were moments of lovely reading, with beautiful phrases that made me forget to pay attention to what was happening so I'd go back and re-read, only to discover that what was happening WAS the beautiful phrases. I'd not realized Bradbury could have such a lyrical style. His character (himself, since its essentially auto-biographical) is rather sponge-like, going along with whatever happens to be going on. Huston is an ass, but not because the author says it so as much as because the author describes Huston's actions, comments in what feels like an honest manner. I would not want to be described so honestly. I thought maybe I would feel the need to read the book - Moby Dick - or even see the movie, but I don't (much relief). I enjoy the writing about it, but feel no compulsion to experience it first hand. Ireland, of course, is beautiful, even in the rain and murk of winter, and so are the Irish.