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Dead Men's Trousers

De : Irvine Welsh
Lu par : Tam Dean Burn Burn
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Random House presents the audiobook edition of Dead Men's Trousers by Irvine Welsh, read by Tam Dean Burn.

Mark Renton is finally a success. An international jet-setter, he now makes significant money managing DJs, but the constant travel, airport lounges, soulless hotel rooms and broken relationships have left him dissatisfied with his life. He’s then rocked by a chance encounter with Frank Begbie, from whom he’d been hiding for years after a terrible betrayal and the resulting debt. But the psychotic Begbie appears to have reinvented himself as a celebrated artist and – much to Mark’s astonishment – doesn’t seem interested in revenge.

Sick Boy and Spud, who have agendas of their own, are intrigued to learn that their old friends are back in town, but when they enter the bleak world of organ-harvesting, things start to go so badly wrong. Lurching from crisis to crisis, the four men circle each other, driven by their personal histories and addictions, confused, angry – so desperate that even Hibs winning the Scottish Cup doesn’t really help. One of these four will not survive to the end of this book. Which one of them is wearing Dead Men’s Trousers?

Fast and furious, scabrously funny and weirdly moving, this is a spectacular return of the crew from Trainspotting.

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Welsh is on compulsively readable, searingly funny form in what has been billed as the final Trainspotting novel… What I really like about Welsh’s storytelling is that he makes these amoral misadventures so propulsive, so joyfully awful, that you have to go with the flow… this roués’ romp is about as much fun as you can have between two book covers. (Dominic Maxwell)

Dead Men’s Trousers is Welsh at his scabrous, foul-mouthed best as the Trainspotting crew of
Renton, Begbie, Sick Boy and Spud are reunited in a high-velocity tale of drug dealing,
prostitution and the Hollywood art scene – with the odd compulsory organ donation casually
tossed in with sadistic aplomb.

(Stephen McGinty)
Some things never change. Violence lurks beneath the surface. Football still resonates. And, best of all, the Scots dialect retains its colloquial zing. Welsh fans are in for another witty, scabrous treat. (Max Davidson)
Irresistible... No one captures the competing affections and resentments that underpin lifelong friendships like Welsh, and the original lads – Sick Boy and Spud in particular – still bring out the best in him... keeping you gripped and choking on bursts of shocked laughter.
A vignette-like study of modern masculinity… This final book in Welsh’s self-described “Harry Potter franchise” is as much character study as social commentary, and a sympathetic observation about how growing older doesn’t necessarily mean growing wiser. (Zoë Apostolides)
Blackly funny... It’s ultimately a mark of Welsh’s magic in having created such memorable characters. (Anthony Cummins)
Renton, Begbie, Sick Boy and Spud are back in this wildly farcical story of revenge, sentimentality and psychedelic drugs... a whooping last hurrah (possibly) for the Trainspotting gang... very funny. (Sam Leith)
Crackling with energy and verve, it’s all brilliant fun... But the onset of middle age, and a shocking death add poignancy to [Dead Men’s Trousers].
Fast and furious, scabrously funny and weirdly moving, this is a spectacular return of the crew from Trainspotting.
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discovered thanks to the cult adaptation of the equally cult book, I've long been reluctant to read the sequel. I was a "man in love" with the story and the characters.
Reading the sequel was like giving up the opportunity to discover it, so I saved it for later, comforted by the idea that one day I'd dive into the other books and relive, like Mark rediscovering heroin after years of withdrawal, the ecstasy that ran through me at the time.

I packed the gear, locked myself in my room and, with all the attention to detail the protagonists would have used when preparing a fix, I opened the book.

This one, like the previous volumes, doesn't disappoint, and is a delight throughout.
The only difference is that there's no question of overdose here, and some of the choices and directions taken by the superior father (Mr. Welsh) may come as a surprise, but what fun!

I particularly appreciated the evolution of our Beggar Boy, who doesn't just play the stereotypical bully role, but eventually becomes the most human of all.
In short, if I had to make just one criticism, it would be this one: please, the French version!

Can't wait to read and listen to the sequels

Just a perfect book, plz French version

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