By David Mitchell
By the New York occasions bestselling writer of The Bone Clocks | Shortlisted for the fellow Booker Prize
A postmodern visionary and one of many major voices in twenty-first-century fiction, David Mitchell combines flat-out event, a Nabokovian love of puzzles, a prepared eye for personality, and a style for mind-bending, philosophical and medical hypothesis within the culture of Umberto Eco, Haruki Murakami, and Philip ok. Dick. the result's brilliantly unique fiction as profound because it is playful. during this groundbreaking novel, an influential favourite between a brand new new release of writers, Mitchell explores with bold artistry primary questions of fact and identity.
Cloud Atlas starts in 1850 with Adam Ewing, an American notary voyaging from the Chatham Isles to his domestic in California. alongside the way in which, Ewing is befriended by means of a doctor, Dr. Goose, who starts off to regard him for a unprecedented species of mind parasite. . . . without notice, the motion jumps to Belgium in 1931, the place Robert Frobisher, a disinherited bisexual composer, contrives his approach into the loved ones of an infirm maestro who has a beguiling spouse and a nubile daughter. . . . From there we bounce to the West Coast within the Seventies and a stricken reporter named Luisa Rey, who stumbles upon an online of company greed and homicide that threatens to assert her lifestyles. . . . And onward, with fabulous virtuosity, to an inglorious present-day England; to a Korean superstate of the close to destiny the place neocapitalism has run amok; and, ultimately, to a postapocalyptic Iron Age Hawaii within the final days of history.
But the tale doesn’t finish even there. The narrative then boomerangs again via centuries and house, returning by way of an analogous direction, in opposite, to its place to begin. alongside the way in which, Mitchell unearths how his disparate characters attach, how their fates intertwine, and the way their souls glide throughout time like clouds around the sky.
As wild as a videogame, as mysterious as a Zen koan, Cloud Atlas is an unforgettable travel de strength that, like its incomparable writer, has transcended its cult vintage prestige to develop into a global phenomenon.
Praise for Cloud Atlas
“[David] Mitchell is, basically, a genius. He writes as if on the helm of a few perpetual dream computer, can obviously do something, and his ambition is written in magma throughout this novel’s each page.”—The long island occasions ebook Review
“One of these how-the-holy-hell-did-he-do-it? sleek classics that doubtless is—and may still be—read through any scholar of up to date literature.”—Dave Eggers
“Wildly wonderful . . . a head rush, either action-packed and chillingly ruminative.”—People
“The novel as sequence of nested dolls or chinese language containers, a puzzle-book, and yet—not simply unbelievable, fun, or smart yet heartbreaking and passionate, too. I’ve by no means learn something relatively love it, and I’m thankful to have lived, for some time, in all its many worlds.”—Michael Chabon
“Cloud Atlas ought to make [Mitchell] well-known on either side of the Atlantic as a author whose fearlessness is matched by means of his talent.”—The Washington submit ebook World
“Thrilling . . . one of many greatest joys in Cloud Atlas is looking at Mitchell sashay from style to style and not using a hitch in his dance step.”—Boston Sunday Globe
“Grand and intricate . . . [Mitchell] creates an international and language instantly overseas and unusual, but strikingly widely used and intimate.”—Los Angeles Times
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