Last Days of Montreal by John BrookeLast Days of Montreal by John Brooke

Last Days of Montreal

byJohn Brooke

Paperback | November 1, 2003

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In this insightful novel-in-stories, John Brooke delves into the distinct Quebec society that has given rise to one of the most divisive political movements our country has experienced in generations. His characters and his city are unforgettable. We meet Bruce, a divorced Anglo and failing stockbroker who has fled Westmount and now lives with Genevieve, a French expatriate and freelance translator, their neighbours Pacci and Vic, Italian brothers-in-law who live side-by-side but haven't spoken in twenty-five years, Vic's daughter Claudia, who is under the illusion that she is married to a pair of trees, Last days of Montreal, a madman in a wheelchair, and poor Marie-Claire Lamotte, who lives across the lane in the retirement home, and has absolutely no idea of the chaos in the neighbourhood or the controversy surrounding the little flag she flies so her dearly departed husband will be able to see her from heaven.
John Brooke grew up in Toronto but moved to Montreal in the mid-80's, a time when sensible Anglos were heading west, fleeing the politics of Quebec. John has worked in film and television, more lately as a freelance business writer and translator. His first published fiction, "The Finer Points of Apples" a story of inter-language lov...
Title:Last Days of MontrealFormat:PaperbackDimensions:304 pages, 7.94 × 5.28 × 0.7 inPublished:November 1, 2003Publisher:Signature EditionsLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:0921833911

ISBN - 13:9780921833918

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Editorial Reviews

Brooke is a writer who consistently achieves that noblest of fiction's aims: render the local so faithfully that it becomes, paradoxically, universal.
Montreal Review of Books.