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Play It As It Lays: A Novel (FSG Classics) [Joan Didion, David Thomson] on *FREE* shipping on qualifying offers. A ruthless dissection of. PLAY IT AS IT LAYS is a quick hypnotic novel, from literary legend, Joan Didion. You won’t be able to look away from this beautiful disaster. Joan Didion (novel), Joan Didion (screenplay) | 1 more credit» Tuesday Weld and Jennifer Lesko in Play It As It Lays () Tuesday Weld in Play It As It Lays .

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Goodreads helps you keep track of books you want to read. Want to Read saving…. Want to Read Currently Reading Read. Refresh and try again. Open Preview See a Problem? Thanks for telling us about the problem. Return to Book Page. A ruthless dissection of American life in the late s, Play It as It Lays captures the mood of an entire generation, the ennui of contemporary society reflected in spare prose that blisters and haunts the reader.

Set in a place beyond good and evil – literally in Hollywood, Las Vegas, and the barren wastes of the Mojave Desert, but figuratively in the landscape of an ar. Set in a place beyond good and evil – literally in Hollywood, Las Vegas, and the barren wastes of the Mojave Desert, but figuratively in the landscape of an arid soul – it remains more than three decades after its original publication a profoundly disturbing novel, riveting in its exploration of a woman and a society in crisis and stunning in the still-startling intensity of its prose.

Paperbackpages. Published November 15th by Farrar, Straus and Giroux first published United States of America. To see what your friends thought of this book, please sign up. To ask other readers questions about Play It as It Laysplease sign up. See all 3 questions about Play It as It Lays…. Lists with This Book. Something real was happening: If she could keep that in mind she would be able to play it through, do the right thing, whatever that meant.

I always had the impression when I talked with her that the Fun to Be Around Maria was dying in another room, and all I was left with was the beautiful corpse. Even though we had all seen changes to her appearance recently. So beautiful, in fact, she could still get acting jobs without too much trouble. I could see this all ending soon because she was so morose that her mood permeated the whole movie set.

She had become so lost, so indifferent to everything. She was a zombie, long before Hollywood became infatuated with them. Her relationship with men was not particularly complicated. They wanted to sleep with her, and she was rather indifferent as to whether she slept with them or not. It was only after we were entangled that I realized that all of that was only skin deep.

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Her hair was still rummaged from my fingers. Her lipstick was smeared from my lips. There was something gone from her. The worms in her head had eaten into the core of her.

The flame that had made her a star was nothing, but ashes. But we remained friends. I worried about her and worried about myself whenever I knew I had to see her. They all were finding it harder to find the woman that first made them want her.

Her mantra of late was: Someone so miserable had to be suicidal. It was like a guillotine hanging over all of us, waiting for her to decide when and how.

It was frustrating to see someone who had been given so much not being able to find any way to enjoy the life that many desired.

Her unhappiness fueled the fire of my own dejection. It was too debilitating, too disheartening, and inspired too many ugly thoughts of resentment. I wanted her melancholy to be left to song.

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Remorse wrapped crumpled newsprint around all my further thoughts. If you wish to see more of my most recent book and movie reviews, visit http: View all 22 comments. Feb 04, Darwin8u rated it it was amazing Shelves: I no longer believe that. This book is not to be read if suicidal, heavily medicated, driving, pregnant, or if you ever dream of walking out, alone, into the Nevada desert and not coming back. This book is pure existential peril. I remember when I was four being specifically afraid of our church’s bathroom.

I remember thinking the church w “I was raised to believe that what came in on the next roll would always be better than what when out on the last. I remember thinking the church was hallowed ground.

Protected by some benign force. Nothing could get me in the church. But I’d sit alone, in a stall, in the bathroom, and look at the white tile, white grout, and see the dark drain on the floor.

I’d imagine all the terror that existed under the Church. The snakes that were waiting to crawl through the drain.

The devil waiting to pull me into zs unsanctified, unhallowed, shit-filled sewers. Yeah, this book made me think of that empty feeling, that feeling that even in safe places there were gaps, snakes, sewers, and darkness. Actually, hell, the book could be F. Scott and Zelda in the s.

Anyway, I get a weird F. Scott and Bret Easton Ellis vibe, with perhaps just a little of Cormac McCarthy’s cold Western, existential dread thrown in for flavor. It is one of those novels that is near perfect and also a razor blade under your tongue.

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It is dangerous and sharp and makes you nervous to find out what is next. There are snakes and cracks everywhere. Joan Didion’s prose matters. It matters a hell of a lot.

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Joan Didion’s prose just might be one reason to keep living. To keep turning the damn page and rolling the damn dice. View all 21 comments. Il manifesto del film omonimo del diretto da Frank Perry e sceneggiato dalla stessa Didion.

Era l’ora in cui in ogni casa del vicinato le belle donne si profumavano e si infilavano i braccialetti di smalto e davano il bacio della buonanotte ai loro bei bambini, l’ora della grazia apparente e della musica promessa, e nel giardino di Maria l’aria sapeva di gelsomino e l’acqua della piscina toccava i trenta gradi. I due protagonisti del film, Tuesday Weld e Anthony Perkins. Didion intreccia i punti di vista: Poi entra in scena il narratore e la storia procede fino alla fine affidata alla sua voce, salvo qualche raro intermezzo in prima persona nel quale ritorna il punto di vista di Maria pronuncia Mar-ai-a.

Didion rinuncia al contrasto tra bene e male: View all 13 comments. All right, let’s discuss It has been a month since I read this little ditty, and in that one month’s time, it has managed to lose a star. Because honestly, I can’t give a book 5 stars just because I couldn’t put it down, just because it was a “quick read.

When it comes down to it, while I did thoroughly enjoy this book, it isn’t one that’s going to stay with me through the ages. It isn’t one I’m going to All right, let’s discuss It isn’t one I’m going to recommend to you or you or you. Although I’m sure you’d enjoy it. I guess in retrospect this book feels a little self-indulgent to me.

It’s a story of a poor sad little actress with nothing but a lot of money and a lot of time on her hands. Ever met a beautiful girl with dead eyes and an expressionless face who doesn’t care about anything or anyone?

Well that’s Maria Wyeth for you. Her world is a bleak one that you really shouldn’t visit for very long, because she’s the kind of girl who will suck the life right out of you. Unless you’re a nihilist. Then you should pull up a chair and stay awhile; you’ll feel right at home. I remember nothing about this book. I should take away another star! View all 15 comments. Joan Didion once said that writing is a hostile act. An imposition of the writer’s sensibility on the reader’s most private space.

Play It As It Layspublished inslaps down at your soul’s kitchen table and announces itself, not loudly, but in a voice that crawls under your skin, not really caring whether or not you want to see anyone, and lights a cigarette.