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Scoop author Evelyn Waugh review Þ 109 ↠ Leí ¡Noticia bomba por el ue podríamos denominar camino natural del lector de humor Desde Mi tío Oswald de Roald Dahl hasta las historias de Jeeves escritas por Wodehouse antes de confluir en Tom Sharpe Jonathan Coe o Nick Hornby había ido siguiendo ese gusto anglosajón por las historias centradEl caso de Evelyn Waugh una confusión de identidad provoca ue William Boot sea enviado como reportero a un país del África nororiental sumido en la guerra civil A pesar de no haber salido apenas de la casa familiar en la campiña inglesa el joven se prepara para abrirse camino en la jungla orientarse entre las dunas del desierto o sobrevivir a cualuier catarata Sin embargo acabará con otros periodistas en el bar de un hotel espantando moscas. Review was first posted on BookLikes nearly two weeks now the bent and creased copy of Scoop sitting on my desk has been staring at me Patiently Waiting whether I was going to write a review or not On finishing the book I had exactly two feelings about it 1 As far as satire of the press goes Waugh created the most delicious and entertaining spoof I could have imagined However 2 This book contained so many openly racist and chauvinist remarks that even Fleming's Live and Let Die which I had finished just before Scoop looks like an enlightened and unbiased work promoting intercultural understanding For the best part of the last two weeks I have looked at my old copy of Scoop and wondered whether to chuck it onto the charity shop pile or straight into the bin It's not a book I would recommend unreservedly Even looking at Waugh as a representative of a time when sentiments of racial or cultural stereotyping were common and widely accepted I wonder whether there was a need for it in Scoop because this was not a part of the book that was satirical Or if it was this did not come across well So while I am glad that I have read Scoop I expected Much

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E inventando historias ue puedan ser la noticia bomba ue justifiue sus gastos En esta novela con el ritmo de una carrera de cien metros lisos la trama parece salida de la imaginación de Billy Wilder y los diálogos de la pluma de los hermanos Marx Podría hablar de las metáforas de los tropos o de su crítica implícita al romanticismo o al colonialismo pero eso traicionaría el espíritu de una obra ue ante todo no aburre ni en una coma al lect. Waugh followed the near perfect Handful of Dust with Scoop an absolutely perfect Newspaper Adventure that satirizes journalism especially as practiced by foreign correspondents This was the perfect topic for Waugh; not only did he work throughout a career as a foreign correspondent journalists are a recurring stock character in his fiction Inevitably Waugh portrays journalists as drunk fast talking adventurers who are not above making up a story in their pursuit of fame and fortune the basic story finds young gentleman William Boot who writes a gardening column is mistakenly sent to the african nation of Ishmaelia to cover the civil war that is supposed to be raging there Instead of finding a civil war Boot finds the mix of journalists freebooters marxists fascists and ex pats who were a regular feature of life in the Third World throughout the 20th century In fact if you have read PJ O'Rourke's Holidays In Hell you'll be amazed how these characters survived 50 years after Waugh was writing Ishmaelia is a Liberia style nation which is being fought over by successive groups of communist subversives including a college educated boxer from Alabama sinister fascists and assorted plunderers Boot manages to run into everybody and inadvertently becomes a famous writer Waugh's knowledge of Africa and the people fighting over its spoils gives this book a verisimilitude that is rare in the world of satire Some gripers I see have declared this book to be fatally flawed because it is racist They are absolutely right The relentless mockery of white anglo saxons in this book is absolutely merciless No one is spared The landed class is portrayed as impoverished bores living in drafty manors Newspaper publishers are portrayed as pompous starched shirts who live to make windy speeches at awards banuets African explorers are portrayed as amoral profiteers stealing the natural resources from African natives Journalists are not heroic Dan Rathers who Speak Truth To Power; they are drunk ignorant rascals who are little better than fiction writers Waugh even manages to take some gratuitous whacks at such sacrosanct elements of British life like gardeners and WW1 vets Still I was able to read through all of this cruelty and I would urge sensitive types to do the same; or at least get a grip This is Waughian satire at its best It's tightly plotted filled with detail and very funny In fact The uality of his craftsmanship is at a very high level His ability to set a scene whether at a manor house a newspaper office a colonial outpost or a stuffy banuet gives this book a grounding in reality that makes the humor even biting if you just want to read one satire by Waugh this would be the place to start with Dust as the best of his serious books

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Scoop author Evelyn WauLeí ¡Noticia bomba por el ue podríamos denominar camino natural del lector de humor Desde Mi tío Oswald de Roald Dahl hasta las historias de Jeeves escritas por Wodehouse antes de confluir en Tom Sharpe Jonathan Coe o Nick Hornby había ido siguiendo ese gusto anglosajón por las historias centradas en un personaje inocente idiota o aburrido ue siendo gracioso sin saberlo se encuentra en mitad de una situación ue no controla o no comprende En. Biting and cruel and ever so Waugh this read aged well enough in its characters and mostly well in the events that illuminate them I read this about 35 years ago alongside Waugh in Abyssinia for a journalism course I am sure that's the reason I liked the book as well as I did since I disliked William Boot with vigorous and vitriolic epithetryLord Copper the vile capitalist was Falstaffian fun but I suspect I'd find him less so in my own old manhood All in all a slightly too small armchair from younger limber days yet always among my mental furniture