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1977 by David Peace

vitalbeachyeah's review against another edition

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3.0

More unrelenting grimness - at its worst the way Peace revels in horrible things happening again and again seems a bit adolescent, even ridiculous. There's an awful lot of (often sexual) violence perpetrated against women in order to give the male protagonists motivation, which is cheap and tired.

But, like 1974, this has got a real momentum which comes from the urgent prose style (lots of terse sentences, short paragraphs, repetition). When it gets going in the second half, it's as compelling as anything I've read recently. So, er, I strongly dislike quite a few things about this series, but am clearly going to read the remaining two books anyway...

tfitoby's review against another edition

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4.0

Holy moly life in David Peace's Yorkshire just got a whole lot more miserable and after 1974 you might not have thought that possible. Two background characters from the previous book share first person narrative duties this time round as the real life events surrounding The Yorkshire Ripper affect the police force and journalists, complicating already complex double lives. It's a multi-faceted portrait of disintegrating minds and disintegrating society that merely touches on the wider scope of inherent police corruption and potentially a conspiracy of silence surrounding prominent men and horrible violent crimes. Once more the atmosphere is evil and loaded with vile acts, and once more Peace amazes with the slowly unravelling minds of his protagonists, the staccato phrases repeated multiple times mixing well with other passages seemingly without punctuation as the brain gets confused or focusses in on one powerful thought. The major difference between one protagonist in 1974 and two in 1977 is very noticeable and slightly offputting at first but the deeply conflicted psyches of both men make it a rewarding experience very quickly, that neither of them are good people is just an added bonus. Onwards to 1980!

grahamwarren's review against another edition

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5.0

more pump action prose from david peace...superb.

llorenza's review against another edition

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3.0

Volstrekt unieke misdaadroman waarin je als lezer moet vechten om niet te verdrinken in de troosteloosheid van alles en de woordenbrij die over je uitgestort wordt. Deze roman heeft overigens het hoogste f*ck-gebruik dat ik al ooit tegengekomen ben.
Alle politieagenten zijn corrupt, en in de plaats van dat er misdaden opgelost worden, komen er alleen maar misdaden bij. Hoe knap dit ook geschreven is, nooit zou ik voor mijn plezier nog een boek uit deze reeks willen lezen. En toch twijfel ik dat te doen, omdat ik zo graag érgens een antwoord op wil. Of een klein sprankeltje hoop. Man, zo ontzettend donker, dit.

lbm84's review against another edition

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dark tense medium-paced

3.5

pearl35's review against another edition

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4.0

Book Two of the Red Riding quartet, in which, operating in an astonishingly harsh noir setting (Ellroy's LA is a sanitized Disneyland by comparison), the Yorkshire Ripper fails to jolt the Leeds police force and the scummy journalists who follow them out of their usual vice, corruption and personal degradation.

bemodreamy's review against another edition

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4.0

Poor Jack.

Rest in piss, Fraser.

Truly impressive effort made to take the crime novel and describe nearly everything in such repulsive and uncomfortable detail that it basically dares you to quit reading.
Only real mark against this one is that it’s a middle novel in a series and the plot feels a lot less dynamic than the previous volume.

bratbud's review against another edition

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4.0

Słuchajcie.
David Peace napisał "1974". Książkę bardzo dobrą, ale jako-tako powiązaną z rzeczywistością. Akcja, emocje, krew, pot i inne płyny ustrojowe.
Ale widocznie uznał, że za dużo realizmu, a za mało...
no właśnie.
"1977" to pierwsza znana mi powieść sensacyjna wykazująca silne związki z... poezją. Oczywiście jest akcja. Dobrzy Ludzie powiadają, że w oryginale to fenomenalny bluzg.
Tłumaczenie nie oddaje bluzgu, zaskakuje natomiast plastycznością opisów, szczególnie stanów emocjonalnych.
Słuchajcie.
Kiedy Peace wkłada w usta bohatera frazę "jestem w piekle" pejzaż i wydarzania kojarzą się z dantejskim piekłem.
Można oniemieć.
To nie jest piękna książka.
Powieść o brudzie, zgniliźnie, kłamstwie nie może być piękna.
Czytać koniecznie.

fiddler76's review against another edition

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4.0

A difficult read for the violence, both real and remembered, which haunts the protagonists of this book and the gritty, grime-filled depiction of Yorkshire. But it's also a book that's hard to put aside, very hard to ignore.

After I read Nineteen Seventy Four, I took a conscious decision not to read the series continuously, though I was very impressed. But this time I think I will go straight to the next one!

sianw1992's review against another edition

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4.0

This was the second in the riding quartet and after an exciting start in 1974, I couldn't wait for this.
Eddie Dunford is no longer on the scene, instead the reader follows Jack Whitehead, a burnt out reporter and Bob Fraser, a young policeman.
Anyone who's read 1974 will recognise these characters, but they're not overly familiar. However, having two narrators isn't necessarily a good things. Whitehead and Fraser sound similar and it can be confusing. Frequently I had to turn back to check and see who I was reading about.
I wasn't born at the time of the Yorkshire Ripper so I was going in more or less blind. David Peace doesn't shy away from violence, or bad language, which makes the book come alive, the characters and scenes leaping from the page.
It's a brilliant book and I can't wait to read the next installment. From the start to finish, I feel like I'm holding my breath, waiting to see what the next page will bring.