The Man Booker Prize-winning author of The Sea gives us a brilliant, profoundly moving new novel about an actor in the twilight of his life and his career: a meditation on love and loss, and on the inscrutable immediacy of the past in our present lives.Is there any difference between memory and invention? That is the question that fuels this stunning novel, written with the depth of character, the clarifying lyricism, and the heart-wrenching humor that have marked all of John Banville’s extraordinary works. And it is the question that haunts Alexander Cleave as he plumbs the memories of his first—and perhaps only—love (he, just fifteen, the woman more than twice his age, the mother of his best friend; the situation impossible, thrilling, devouring, and finally devastating)… and of his daughter, lost to a kind of madness of mind and heart that Cleave can only fail to understand. When his stunted acting career is suddenly, inexplicably revived with a movie role portraying a man who may not be who he says he is, his young leading lady—famous and fragile—unwittingly gives him the opportunity to see with aching clarity the “chasm that yawns between the doing of a thing and the recollection of what was done.” http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tq-oMYIS44o

2013 may be the best year yet for Best European Fiction. The inimitable John Banville joins the list of distinguished preface writers for Aleksandar Hemon’s series, and A. S. Byatt represents England among a luminous cast of European contributors. Fans of the series will find everything they’ve grown to love, while new readers will discover what they’ve been missing!

John Banville's black comedy of life in a disaster-ridden house on a large Irish estate

Banville is superb…there are not many historical novels of which it can be said that they illuminate both the time that forms their subject matter and the time in which they are read: Doctor Copernicus is among the very best of them' — "The Economist". The work of Nicholas Koppernigk, better known as Copernicus, shattered the medieval view of the universe and led to the formulation of the image of the solar system we know today. Here his life is powerfully evoked in a novel that offers a vivid portrait of a man of painful reticence, haunted by a malevolent brother and baffled by the conspiracies that rage around him and his ideas while he searches for the secret of life. 'Banville writes novels of complex patterning, with grace, precision and timing' — "Guardian". 'With his fastidious wit and exquisite style, John Banville is the heir to Nabokov' — "Daily Telegraph". 'A tour de force: a fictional evocation of the great astronomer which is exciting, beautifully written and astonishingly redolent of the late medieval world' — "The Times"

With this latest novel, John Banville—who has forged a brilliant international reputation with such works as The Book of Evidence and The Untouchable—applies piercing reality to a ghost story to create a profoundly moving tale of a man confronting a life gone awry. The renowned actor Alexander Cleave has had a breakdown on stage. To recover, he retreats to his boyhood home. Haunted when he lived there as a youth, the house still shelters spirits, and now there are two new lodgers in residence. Overcome by resonant memories that seem to rise up out of the house itself, Cleave is compelled to consider his ruined career, his failing marriage, and his poignant relationship with an estranged daughter destined for doom. Breathtaking, even hypnotic, Eclipse is a virtuoso performance by a writer in a league with Nabokov and DeLillo

Tras la reciente muerte de su esposa después de una larga enfermedad, el historiador de arte Max Morden se retira a escribir al pueblo costero en el que de niño veraneó junto a sus padres. Pretende huir así del profundo dolor por la reciente pérdida de la mujer amada, cuyo recuerdo le atormenta incesantemente. El pasado se convierte entonces en el único refugio y consuelo para Max, que rememorará el intenso verano en el que conoció a los Grace (los padres Carlo y Connie, sus hijos gemelos Chloe y Myles, y la asistenta Rose), por quienes se sintió inmediatamente fascinado y con los que entablaría una estrecha relación. Max busca un improbable cobijo del presente, demasiado doloroso, en el recuerdo de un momento muy concreto de su infancia: el verano de su iniciación a la vida y sus placeres, del descubrimiento de la amistad y el amor; pero también, finalmente, del dolor y la muerte. A medida que avanza su evocación se desvelará el trágico suceso que ocurrió ese verano, el año en el que tuvo lugar la «extraña marea»; una larga y meándrica rememoración que deviene catártico exorcismo de los fantasmas del pasado que atenazan su existencia. El mar, ganadora del Premio Man Booker 2005, es una conmovedora meditación acerca de la pérdida, la dificultad de asimilar y reconciliarse con el dolor y la muerte, y el poder redentor de la memoria. Escrita con la característica brillantez de la prosa de John Banville, de impecable precisión y exuberante riqueza lingüística, El mar confirma por qué Banville es justamente celebrado como uno de los más grandes estilistas contemporáneos en lengua inglesa. «Por su meticulosa inteligencia y estilo exquisito, John Banville es el heredero de Nabokov… La prosa de Banville es sublime. En cada página el lector queda cautivado por una línea o una frase que exige ser releída. Son como colocones de una droga deliciosa, estas frases» (Lewis Jones, The Telegraph). «Banville demuestra un magistral control de su material narrativo. El relato avanza a través del pasado con un movimiento ondulante y majestuoso, al ritmo de los ensueños de su protagonista» (John Tague, Independent on Sunday). «Una novela otoñal, elegiaca, cuya desoladora historia es narrada mediante las dulces y tempestuosas mareas de su exquisita prosa» (Boston Globe). «Una hermosa novela, exigente y extraordinariamente gratificante… Tranquiliza saber que contamos con un lord del lenguaje como John Banville entre nosotros» (Gerry Dukes, Irish Independent). «Un maestro, un artista con el pleno control de su oficio» (The Times)

A group of strangers, passengers on a day-boat that runs aground, are washed up on an island. Shaken and sodden, they nonetheless make quick work of the situation at hand. But what is the situation? They've invaded the closely protected enclave of an eminent art historian, but their presence seems to rouse in the historian's assistant a long-ripening hunger for company. Certainly the grounding of the boat was an accident, but one of the passengers seem to know the professor and to have an air of purpose about him. Why as their day on the island progresses, do they seem to inhabit a series of weighty tableaux? And who is the man who moves among them as both spectator and player, the nameless, seemingly haunted narrator whose sensibility is the sometimes clarifing, sometimes distorting lens through which we view the action? Invoking all lost souls and enchanted islands, Ghosts gives us a brilliant mix of gaiety and menace to tell a story about the failures and triumphs of the imagination, about time's passage, and about the frailty of human happiness. It is an exquisitely written novel — stately and theatrical — by one of the most widely admired and acclaimed writers at work today

In a brilliant illumination of the Renaissance mind, acclaimed Irish novelist John Banville re-creates the life of Johannes Kepler and his incredible drive to chart the orbits of the planets and the geometry of the universe. Wars, witchcraft, and disease rage throughout Europe. For this court mathematician, vexed by domestic strife, appalled by the religious upheavals that have driven him from exile to exile, and vulnerable to the whims of his eccentric patrons, astronomy is a quest for some form of divine order. For all the mathematical precision of his exploration, though, it is a seemingly elusive quest until he makes one glorious and profound discovery. Johannes Kepler, born in 1571 in south Germany, was one of the world's greatest mathematicians and astronomers. The author of this book uses this history as a background to his novel, writing a work of historical fiction that is rooted in poverty, squalor and the tyrannical power of emperors

A collection of short stories from the early years of Man Booker Prize-winning author John Banville’s career, Long Lankin explores the passionate emotions — fear, jealousy, desire — that course beneath the surface of everyday life. From a couple at risk of being torn apart by the allure of wealth to an old man’s descent into nature, the tales in this collection showcase the talents that launched Banville onto the literary scene. Offering a unique insight into the mind of “one of the great living masters of English-language prose” (Los Angeles Times), these nine haunting sketches stand alone as canny observations on the turbulence of the human condition

Fable, intellectual thriller, Gothic extravaganza, symbolist conundrum… a true work of art' Sunday Independent

They took everything from me. Everything.’ So says the central character of Nightspawn, John Banville’s elusive, first novel, in which the author rehearses now familiar attributes: his humour, ironies, and brilliant knowing. In the arid setting of the Aegean, Ben White indulges in an obsessive quest to assemble his ‘story’ and to untangle his relationships with a cast of improbable figures. Banville’s subversive, Beckettian fiction embraces themes of freedom and betrayal, and toys with an implausible plot, the stuff of an ordinary ‘thriller’ shadowed by political intrigue. In this elaborate artifact, Banville’s characters ‘sometimes lose the meaning of things, and everything is just. . funny’. There begins their search for ‘the magic to combat any force’

One part Nietzsche, one part Humbert Humbert, and a soupcon of Milton's Lucifer, Axel Vander, the dizzyingly unreliable narrator of John Banville's masterful new novel, is very old, recently widowed, and the bearer of a fearsome reputation as a literary dandy and bully. A product of the Old World, he is also an escapee from its conflagrations, with the wounds to prove it. And everything about him is a lie. Now those lies have been unraveled by a mysterious young woman whom Vander calls "Miss Nemesis." They are to meet in Turin, a city best known for its enigmatic shroud. Is her purpose to destroy Vander or to save him-or simply to show him what lies beneath the shroud in which he has wrapped his life? A splendidly moving exploration of identity, duplicity, and desire, Shroud is Banville's most rapturous performance to date. Alex Vander is a fraud, big-time. An elderly professor of literature and a scholarly writer with an international reputation, he has neither the education nor the petit bourgeois family in Antwerp that he has claimed. As the splenetic narrator of this searching novel by Banville (Eclipse), he admits early on that he has lied about everything in his life, including his identity, which he stole from a friend of his youth whose mysterious death will resonate as the narrator reflects on his past. Having fled Belgium during WWII, he established himself in Arcady, Calif., with his long-suffering wife, whose recent death has unleashed new waves of guilt in the curmudgeonly old man. Guilt and fear have long since turned Vander into a monster of rudeness, violent temper, ugly excess, alcoholism and self-destructiveness. His web of falsehoods has become an anguishing burden, and his sense of displacement ("I am myself and also someone else") threatens to unhinge him altogether. Then comes a letter from a young woman, Cass Cleave, who claims to know all the secrets of his past. Determined to destroy her, an infuriated Vander meets Cass in Turin and discovers she is slightly mad. Even so, he begins to hope that Cass, his nemesis, could be the instrument of his redemption. Banville's lyrical prose, taut with intelligence, explores the issues of identity and morality with which the novel reverberates. At the end, Vander understands that some people in his life had noble motives for keeping secrets, and their sacrifices make the enormity of his deception even more shameful. This bravura performance will stand as one of Banville's best works. A scholar and born liar, the elderly but still contentious Axel Vander is about to have his cover blown when an equally contentious young woman enters his life. Banville's lucky 13th novel

From the Man Booker Prize-winning author of The Sea and Ancient Light, a new novel-at once trenchant, witty, and shattering-about the intricacies of artistic creation and theft, and about the ways in which we learn to possess one another, and to hold on to ourselves. Equally self-aggrandizing and self-deprecating, our narrator, Oliver Otway Orme, is a painter of some renown, and a petty thief who does not steal for profit and has never before been caught. But he's pushing fifty, feels like a hundred, and things have not been going so well lately. Having recognized the "man-killing crevasse" that exists between what he sees and any representation he might make of it-any attempt to make what he sees his own-he's stopped painting. And his last purloined possession-aquired the last time he felt the "secret shiver of bliss" in thievery-has been discovered. The fact that it was the wife of the man who was, perhaps, his best friend, has compelled him to run away: from his mistress, his home, his wife, from whatever remains of his impulse to paint and from the tragedy that haunts him, and to sequester himself in the house where he was born, trying to uncover in himself the answer to how and why things have turned out as they did. Excavating memories of family, of places he's called home, and of the way he has apprehended the world around him ("no matter what else is going on, one of my eyes is always swivelling towards the world beyond"), Ollie reveals the very essence of a man who, in some way, has always been waiting to be rescued from himself

The Book of Evidence is a 1989 novel by the Irish author John Banville. The book is narrated by Freddie Montgomery, a 38 year old scientist, who murders a servant girl during an attempt to steal a painting from a neighbor. Freddie is an aimless drifter, and though he is a perceptive observer of himself and his surroundings, he is largely amoral. The end of the novel makes it unclear whether anything Freddie has said is true. When asked by the inspector how much of it is true, Freddie responds, "True, Inspector? All of it. None of it. Only the shame." The Book of Evidence won Ireland 's Guinness Peat Aviation Award in 1989, and was short-listed for Britain 's Booker Prize. In reviewing the book, Publishers Weekly compared Banville's writing to that of Albert Camus and Fyodor Dostoevsky. The writing style continues Banville's attempt to give his prose "the kind of denseness and thickness that poetry has"

On a languid midsummer’s day in the countryside, old Adam Godley, a renowned theoretical mathematician, is dying. His family gathers at his bedside: his son, young Adam, struggling to maintain his marriage to a radiantly beautiful actress; his nineteen-year-old daughter, Petra, filled with voices and visions as she waits for the inevitable; their mother, Ursula, whose relations with the Godley children are strained at best; and Petra’s “young man”—very likely more interested in the father than the daughter — who has arrived for a superbly ill-timed visit. But the Godley family is not alone in their vigil. Around them hovers a family of mischievous immortals — among them, Zeus, who has his eye on young Adam’s wife; Pan, who has taken the doughy, perspiring form of an old unwelcome acquaintance; and Hermes, who is the genial and omniscient narrator: “We too are petty and vindictive,” he tells us, “just like you, when we are put to it.” As old Adam’s days on earth run down, these unearthly beings start to stir up trouble, to sometimes wildly unintended effect. . Blissfully inventive and playful, rich in psychological insight and sensual detail, The Infinities is at once a gloriously earthy romp and a wise look at the terrible, wonderful plight of being human — a dazzling novel from one of the most widely admired and acclaimed writers at work today

A historian, trying to finish a long-overdue book on Isaac Newton, rent a cottage not far by train from Dublin for the summer. All he need, he thinks, is a few weeks of concentrated work. Why, he must unravel, did Newton break down in 1693? What possessed him to write that strange letter to his friend John Locke? But in the long seeping summer days, old sloth and present reality take over

One of the most dazzling and adventurous writers now working in English takes on the enigma of the Cambridge spies in a novel of exquisite menace, biting social comedy, and vertiginous moral complexity. The narrator is the elderly Victor Maskell, formerly of British intelligence, for many years art expert to the Queen. Now he has been unmasked as a Russian agent and subjected to a disgrace that is almost a kind of death. But at whose instigation? As Maskell retraces his tortuous path from his recruitment at Cambridge to the airless upper regions of the establishment, we discover a figure of manifold doubleness: Irishman and Englishman; husband, father, and lover of men; betrayer and dupe. Beautifully written, filled with convincing fictional portraits of Maskell’s co-conspirators, and vibrant with the mysteries of loyalty and identity, The Untouchable places John Banville in the select company of both Conrad and le Carre. Winner of the Lannan Literary Award for Fiction

Номинант на Букеровскую премию 1989 года. «Улики», роман одного из ярких представителей современной ирландской литературы Джона Бэнвилла, рождается в результате глубокого осмысления и развития лучших традиций европейской исповедальной и философской прозы. Преступление главного героя рассматривается автором как тупик в эволюции эгоцентрического сознания личности, а наказание убийцы заключается в трагической переоценке собственного духовного опыта. Книга прочитывается как исповедь мятущегося интеллекта и подводит своеобразный итог его самоидентификации на исходе XX века. Для всех интересующихся современной зарубежной прозой. «…В „Уликах“ есть убийство и есть похищение картины; но не дай бог вам купить этот роман в качестве вечернего детектива или самолетного чтива. Будете дико разочарованы. „Улики“ – антик, ценность, раритет, экспонат кунсткамеры, роман тонкий, как папиросная бумага. Игра заключается не в сюжете и даже не в стилистике, а в преображении бумаги в холст, романа – в картину. Он написан от лица убийцы, который среди бела дня вытащил из частной картинной галереи „Портрет дамы с перчатками“ (XVII век, Рембрандт, Вермеер или Хальс), взял первую попавшуюся женщину в заложницы, а потом убил ее и выбросил картину. Довольно скоро его арестовывают; в заключении он начинает писать что-то вроде исповеди. Его манера описывать произошедшее и есть главное событие романа; а детектив – липовый; не в убийстве дело…»