Eleanor Catton

The Luminaries

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From the award-winning author of The Rehearsal comes a bold neo-Victorian murder mystery set in a remote gold-mining frontier town in nineteenth-century New Zealand, in which three unsolved crimes link the fates and fortunes of twelve men. Dickens meets Deadwood in this tour de force that will appeal to readers of Peter Carey, Jennifer Egan, Kate Atkinson, David Mitchell, and Michel Faber's The Crimson Petal and the White. In 1866, a weary Englishman lands in a gold-mining frontier town on the coast of New Zealand to make his fortune and forever leave behind his family's shame. On arrival, he stumbles across a tense gathering of twelve local men who have met in secret to investigate what links three crimes that occurred on a single day, events in which each man finds himself implicated in some way: the town's wealthiest man has vanished. An enormous fortune in pure gold has been discovered in the home of a luckless drunk. A prostitute is…
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  • Марина Орловаshared an impression7 years ago
    👍Worth reading

    I liked the book, though to me it seemed a little bit too long and sometimes even boring. It took me almost 2 months to finish it which for me is far too long. The story is good and decent and it was interesting to take a look at the life of a small town in New Zealand in the times of the Gold rush.
    Also, there were some unanswered questions left for me in the end. I guess I could find the answers if I'd look more closely at the text, but after 2 months of reading, I was not particularly eager to do that.

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  • Oxana Yatsenkohas quoted2 years ago
    Beyond it, Tauwhare knew, lay the deep waterways of the southern fjords, where the sun set early behind the sudden peaks, so that the water took on the blackened look of tarnished silver, and the shadows pooled like oil. Tauwhare had never seen Piopiotahi, but he had heard tell of it, and he loved it because it was Te Tai Poutini land.
  • Анастасияhas quoted9 years ago
    meagre, and dreary
  • Анастасияhas quoted9 years ago
    in some chamber of his mind

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