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Srećković: satirični roman
Dugo očekivani novi roman svjetski poznatog satiričara njegovo je najosobnije djelo. Pišući o pustolovinama svoga junaka, beznadno netalentirane TV zvijezde, Ephraim Kishon sastavlja začudno intimnu i humoristićku bilancu svih onih životnih iskustava koje je do sada radije zadržavao za sebe. Na svoj neponovljivi način on opisuje mučni trk kroz šibe do uspjeha, na kojem je čovjek izložen histeričnim medijima, i neizbježni debakl isto tako neizbježnih priča o ljubavnom trokutu.
- GenresHumor
255 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 2003
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About the author
Ephraim Kishon
266 books162 followersEphraim Kishon (Hebrew: אפרים קישון) was an Israeli writer, satirist, dramatist, screenwriter, and film director.
Born into a middle-class Jewish family in Budapest, Hungary, as Ferenc Hoffmann (Hungarian Hoffmann Ferenc), Kishon studied sculpture and painting, and then began publishing humorous essays and writing for the stage.
During World War II the Nazis imprisoned him in several concentration camps. At one camp his chess talent helped him survive as the camp commandant was looking for an opponent. In another camp the Germans lined up the inmates shooting every tenth person, passing him by. He later wrote in his book The Scapegoat, "They made a mistake—they left one satirist alive." He managed to escape while being transported to the Sobibor death camp in Poland, and hid the remainder of the war disguised as "Stanko Andras", a Slovakian laborer.
After 1945 he changed his surname from Hoffmann to Kishont to disguise his Jewish heritage and returned to Hungary to study art and publish humorous plays. He immigrated to Israel in 1949 to escape the Communist regime, and an immigration officer gave him the name Ephraim Kishon.
His first marriage, in 1946 to Eva (Chawa) Klamer, ended in divorce. In 1959, he married his second wife Sara (née Lipovitz), who died in 2002. In 2003, he married the Austrian writer Lisa Witasek. He had three children: Raphael (b. 1957), Amir (b. 1963), and Renana (b. 1968).
Bulgarian Profile.
Born into a middle-class Jewish family in Budapest, Hungary, as Ferenc Hoffmann (Hungarian Hoffmann Ferenc), Kishon studied sculpture and painting, and then began publishing humorous essays and writing for the stage.
During World War II the Nazis imprisoned him in several concentration camps. At one camp his chess talent helped him survive as the camp commandant was looking for an opponent. In another camp the Germans lined up the inmates shooting every tenth person, passing him by. He later wrote in his book The Scapegoat, "They made a mistake—they left one satirist alive." He managed to escape while being transported to the Sobibor death camp in Poland, and hid the remainder of the war disguised as "Stanko Andras", a Slovakian laborer.
After 1945 he changed his surname from Hoffmann to Kishont to disguise his Jewish heritage and returned to Hungary to study art and publish humorous plays. He immigrated to Israel in 1949 to escape the Communist regime, and an immigration officer gave him the name Ephraim Kishon.
His first marriage, in 1946 to Eva (Chawa) Klamer, ended in divorce. In 1959, he married his second wife Sara (née Lipovitz), who died in 2002. In 2003, he married the Austrian writer Lisa Witasek. He had three children: Raphael (b. 1957), Amir (b. 1963), and Renana (b. 1968).
Bulgarian Profile.
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January 15, 2019
Für diesen Autor ist das nicht mehr soft, sondern schon hard.
Merke: du brauchst selber nichts drauf haben, Hauptsache, dass deine Mitmenschen genug drauf haben und dir so zu den Millionen verhelfen.
Merke: du brauchst selber nichts drauf haben, Hauptsache, dass deine Mitmenschen genug drauf haben und dir so zu den Millionen verhelfen.
May 14, 2024
Dosadnjikavo, nategnuto i neuvjerljivo štivo koje pokušava biti duhovito. Najlošiji autorov tekst kojega sam do sada pročitao. Možda bi malo života u njega mogli unijeti dobri glumci kada bi se pretočio u kazališnu predstavu. Ovako ostaje samo suhoparni pokušaj.
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