The Stars at Noon by Denis JohnsonThe Stars at Noon by Denis Johnson

The Stars at Noon

byDenis Johnson

Paperback | May 30, 2000

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Set in Nicaragua in 1984, The Stars at Noon is a story of passion, fear, and betrayal told in the voice of an American woman whose mission in Central America is as shadowy as her surroundings. Is she a reporter for an American magazine as she sometimes claims, or a contact person for Eyes of Peace? And who is the rough English businessman with whom she becomes involved? As the two foreigners become entangled in increasingly sinister plots, Denis Johnson masterfully dramatizes a powerful vision of spiritual bereavement and corruption.
Denis Johnson is the author of The Name of the World, Already Dead, Jesus' Son, Resuscitation of a Hanged Man, Fiskadoro, The Stars at Noon, and Angels. His poetry has been collected in the volume The Throne of the Third Heaven of the Nations Millennium General Assembly. He is the recipient of a Lannan Fellowship and a Whiting Writer's...
Title:The Stars at NoonFormat:PaperbackDimensions:192 pages, 8 × 5.31 × 0.42 inPublished:May 30, 2000Publisher:HarperCollinsLanguage:English

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Rated 4 out of 5 by from We were two people without hope of ever understanding each other: a review of The Stars at Noon Set in Nicaragua in 1984 The Stars of Noon is a story of passion, fear, and betrayal told in the voice of an American woman whose mission in Central America is as shadowy as her surroundings” (back matter). Denis Johnson is one of the best writers around. His craft is magnificent. After quoting a line from “William Something Merwin” which reads: I have seen the streets where the hands of the beggars Are left out at night like shoes in a hotel corridor He then writes “Of course, the streets aren’t literally like that here, they aren’t lined, I mean to say, with whacked-off appendages…” (21). This is an edgy novel which, true to Johnson’s style, conveys to the reader the sense and sentiment of a motion and place: “I like the way you talk,” I told him. “You’re so hopelessly … out of it” (35). As with most of the minimalist writers, Johnson’s vision is bleak and difficult: and “Like mechanical dolls in a clock, we pop out regularly and stage the same dumbshow” (83). Many of his works are narratives where salvation and redemption are ambiguous, but always within the horizon. The Stars of at Noon is no exception. “I told him I wanted to see everything destroyed before I had to look at any more of it” (140).
Date published: 2007-12-05

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Many of us in the Western world don’t realize how good we have things. When a young woman from the United States decides to volunteer her services in Central America, she doesn’t realize how different the culture is that she is entering. In The Stars at Noon, the young lady enters into a world of corruption that clouds her vision of the world and her mission. From Denis Johnson, the author of Fiskadoro and Jesus’ Son, comes The Stars at Noon.

Editorial Reviews

"A daring novel. . .Denis Johnson is one of our most inventive, unpredictable novelists."New York Times Book Review"A powerful tale. . . Johnson reminds us that political deals have little to do with the shifting alliances and rhetoric by which we define our allies and enemies."San Francisco Chronicle"Ambitious and haunting. . . It is as if one is reading a Graham Greene novel through a surreal haze. . . . Johnson’s prose conjures up a world that is as tangible as it is magical. He is an utterly brilliant and original talent--a novelist who reminds us just how wonderful fiction can be when a writer with enormous gifts and intelligence takes large risks."Philadelphia Inquirer"Denis Johnson is uncommonly adept at capturing the anguished futility of people struggling to escape from their own worst enemy--themselves. His prose can only serve to bolster his reputation as a first-rate stylist."Baltimore Sun