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by Henry Shukman

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Henry Shukman
Knopf; 1st edition (February 19, 2008)
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Henry Shukman (born 1962 in Oxford, Oxfordshire) is an English poet and writer. His second novel was called The Lost City. It was a Guardian Book of the Year, and in America, where it was published by Knopf, it was a National Geographic Book of the Month.

Henry Shukman (born 1962 in Oxford, Oxfordshire) is an English poet and writer. He was educated at the Dragon School, Oxford. His father was the historian Harold Shukman. He has worked as a travel writer, was Poet in Residence at the Wordsworth Trust References. "Archangel, By Henry Shukman". Retrieved 2016-04-08.

Henry Shukman’s most popular book is The Lost City. Travels With My Trombone by. Henry Shukman. Mortimer of the Maghreb: Stories by.

Henry Shukman has worked as a trombonist, a trawlerman and a travel writer. His fiction has won an Arts Council Award and has been a finalist for the O. Henry Award

Henry Shukman has worked as a trombonist, a trawlerman and a travel writer. Henry Award. His first poetry collection, In Dr. No's Garden, won the Aldeburgh First Collection Prize and was a Book of the Year in The Times (London) and The Guardian. He lives in New Mexico. Библиографические данные. The Lost City Vintage Contemporaries. Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group, 2008. Guardian An exquisite debut. The Lost City is a big, hearty work that is both gripping and intensely moving. Shukman’s breathtaking, lyrical prose propels a pacy plot which, at its most visceral, becomes cinematic in its scope. On the strength of the writing alone, this is a contender for book of the year. Scotland on Sunday Haunting.

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Henry Shukman is a poet, and much of The Lost City edges toward lyricism. He is a travel writer, too, and the book is partly that inescapable familiar of contemporary travel writing, a Quest for something or other, and partly an all-too-realistic evocation of life in the murkier parts of South America. Through it all, though, there runs a thread, like a streak of ore in a rock, that is a pledge of genuine literature.

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John Burnside is captivated by Henry Shukman's evocation of a harsh, forbidding landscape in The Lost City.

Henry Shukman’s debut fiction collection, Mortimer of the Maghreb, was acclaimed as “fearless, brilliantly realized, [and] richly rewarding” (Los Angeles Times Book Review). Now, in his first novel, he tells the story of a British expat searching for treasure and, more important, for connection, amid the seductions and dangers of a rootless life.Jackson Small has just been discharged from the British military after witnessing the violent battlefield death of his closest friend, Connolly. It was Connolly who introduced him to the fascinations of ancient civilizations, enticing him with stories of La Joya, the capital of a vanished Peruvian empire. Coping with his grief, Jackson sets off in search of La Joya, hidden in the cloud forest hanging between the Andes and Amazonia.It’s an arduous journey: through desert, arid mountains, inhospitable villages, and impenetrable jungle. And though he finds unexpected help—from a young boy as wily as he is innocent, from an irreverent village priest, and from a woman who both redefines and fulfills all of Jackson’s expectations—he’s also warned at every turn to abandon his search for a place that may not even exist. But he lets nothing stop him from entering the depths of the forest believed to protect the ruins of the lost city—where he will encounter other seekers whose methods are far more sinister than his ownWith its starkly lyrical voice, its headlong pace, and the romanticism of the quest that fuels it, The Lost City is at once suspenseful, continually unexpected, and thoroughly mesmerizing.
  • Up until the last 50 pages or so of this book I was completely entranced. It is not that the action-packed ending was a complete letdown but it was just wobbly enough to partially reveal the gears and levers of the plot and partially lift the trance. If anything though I would say this was due to an over-abundance of inventiveness, a micro-managing and tweaking off kilter of every detail.

    That said, Shukman is an outstanding writer. Perhaps the most important character in this book is the landscape of Peru. The scenes he paints are richly evocative, almost relentlessly so, and the wonder of discovering the remnants of a lost civilization, the wonder of discovering new love and the wonder and confusion of being at that point in life where anything is possible and everything is malleable, are all powerfully conveyed.

  • At first I couldn't figure out why it was taking me so long to read this book. The subject matter is interesting and the characters were not cookie-cutter people. The problem is that the author wants to impress himself with his word-smithing ability. Just as I found myself interested, he would spin 3 pages of description that totally distracted from the plot and the flow. I found this book more digestable by skimming a few pages at at time to move forward. After enduring this, the ending was just another dime-store-novel cliche. If you want a real page-turner nonfiction that reads like a fiction, read The Last Days of the Incas. That book has 1,000 times more adventure and intrigue then this book. Don't wast your time on this.

  • They say a novelist should write the book unique to him, the book no one else could write. After fifty pages of The Lost City---even twenty pages---I felt like I'd entered a singular world, one in which only Henry Shukman could lead me on. Partly it's the exotic locale of the book, which moves from Peru's lowlands to highlands to cloud forest. (When barely twenty, Shukman wrote an earlier book about Peru, Sons of the Moon.) Partly it's the language, shifting without a blink from casually poetic and introspective, to pure impulse and drive. And partly it's the inventive range of characters, which include a young English soldier, Jackson Small, recently dismissed from the army after a mishap in Belize, a louche consular official who is slowly decomposing in the English diplomatic service, and a young Peruvian boy Small befriends, without ever being sure if it's a good idea, or if he'll have the strength to be loyal to the boy.

    The plot gathers power smoothly, almost unseen, like the moon coming up behind one's back. There's danger, there's a romance, there's constant movement through the emotional underbrush. Some might read the book for the pure adventure, but for me it's the quieter moments that light up the story: the drug lord who shows an unexpected need for approval, the consular official's desperate fantasies about Small's girlfriend, ("if he only could get her to see his tender side and accept him, he would give her anything, there was nothing he would deny her. She could even have affairs, whatever she wanted, so long as she would only give herself to him, give him a home"), and the quiet, determined Peruvian boy---the book's most self-reliant character---who not only sticks close to Small, but repeatedly saves him from disaster.

    The plot is sometimes driven by coincidences, of which there are perhaps too many. But the advantage of Shukman's strong writing is that we gulp them down. We see them, as Jackson Small does, as no more than fate. For as long as I read the book, his fate became mine---which is exactly what I want from a novel.

  • Last month both Outside magazine and Men's Journal published glowing reviews of "The Lost City," so I decided to take a look. I'd read part of Shukman's previous collection of short stories, and I knew he could write, but his newest effort is strikingly different--and better. Without divulging too much of the plot, the story concerns a young British man who, following in the footsteps of a good friend from the British Army, searches in the Peruvian jungle for a fabled lost city. That was the hook that brought me to the story, and it kept me reading throughout a long plane flight and long into the night that followed. It evokes the recent The Dog Fighter, in mood, as well as Hemingway's prose and characterization, and of course, like any good adventure story, it owes much to Conrad. But in the end, though our protagonist is searching for the ruins of an ancient civilization, he brings the mirror ponderously close to current situations. More importantly (for me), it has moments of empathy that jump on you out of corners. I highly recommend The Lost City, and am anxious to see what this gifted author brings us next.

  • "Lost City" is both a coming of age story, and an adventure story. It also interestingly reflects on political morality in the context of the drug trade, and gets into the mindsets of those who are attracted to extended adventure travel. It suffers from the fact that Shukman thinks he is a better writer than he is, so some of his interior monologues can be tedious. I am reading a novel by Elizabeth Strout, and it really is a pleasure to read very good prose, with exceptional metaphors.