mortimer john paul cox illus (5 risultati)

Condizione: Good. 2001. Eighth Printing. 362 pages. No dust jacket, Folio edition with slipcase. Decorated grey cloth covered boards with gilt. Red slipcase included. Illustrations by Paul Cox. Pages remain clear with minimal tanning and foxing. Binding remains firm. Boards have minimal edge wear or rubbing to surfaces. Silver lettering is bright and clear. Slipcase has light edge wear with minor marking to panels. Sticker mark and sunning to one panel.

Super octavo hardcover (Near FINE) in slipcase (VG); all our specials have minimal description to keep listing them viable. They are at least reading copies, complete and in reasonable condition, but usually secondhand; frequently they are superior examples. Ordering more than one book may reduce your overall postage costs.

Condizione: Very Good. First FS Edition. VG - in very good condition with marked grey slipcase. Spine darkened. 240mm x 160mm (9" x 6"). xii, 362pp. Illustrations by Paul Cox. Grey illustrated hardback cloth covers.

First printing: octavo; hardcover, with silver-gilt spine titles and decorated boards; 362pp., with many monochrome illustrations. Near fine in like slip-case. Postage quoted is for a standard format octavo book. Final charges may vary depending on size and weight. ". Rumpole's appeal lay in the very idea of defence: here was a drinker and dreamer defending us all against injustice, the law's absurdity and our own mistakes. The part was played by Leo McKern, whose acting, Mortimer said, 'was where I hope my writing will be, about two feet above the ground, a little larger than life, but always taking off from reality'. Rumpole ran, rather raggedly at times, to a lengthy series of novels, collections of stories and TV series (the last novel appeared in 2007). In an aside Clive James summarised Rumpole as a small mercy for which he thanked heaven. He wrote as easily as he talked, and his spell on the page sprang from the personality of the prose. Somewhere he describes his memories as 'illustrations of the vanished professional, middle-class world of England between the wars; or the snapshots of an only child who had, in those slow-moving days, much time to notice things'. His snaps were vivid. The two volumes of autobiography, in 1982 Clinging to the Wreckage, followed by Murderers & Other Friends in 1994, are less confessions than celebrations. He dodges in and out of strings of anecdote that between the lines reveal all he thinks you need to know of him, but nothing like the whole; their superficiality runs disingenuously deep. They are class acts. " - David Hughes.

Reprint. Octavo; hardcover, with silver gilt spine titles and upper board decoartaions; 362pp., with many monochrome illustrations. Minor wear. Near fine in a slightly scuffed slip-case. Postage quoted is for a standard format octavo book. Final charges may vary depending on size and weight. ". Rumpole's appeal lay in the very idea of defence: here was a drinker and dreamer defending us all against injustice, the law's absurdity and our own mistakes. The part was played by Leo McKern, whose acting, Mortimer said, 'was where I hope my writing will be, about two feet above the ground, a little larger than life, but always taking off from reality'. Rumpole ran, rather raggedly at times, to a lengthy series of novels, collections of stories and TV series (the last novel appeared in 2007). In an aside Clive James summarised Rumpole as a small mercy for which he thanked heaven. He wrote as easily as he talked, and his spell on the page sprang from the personality of the prose. Somewhere he describes his memories as 'illustrations of the vanished professional, middle-class world of England between the wars; or the snapshots of an only child who had, in those slow-moving days, much time to notice things'. His snaps were vivid. The two volumes of autobiography, in 1982 Clinging to the Wreckage, followed by Murderers & Other Friends in 1994, are less confessions than celebrations. He dodges in and out of strings of anecdote that between the lines reveal all he thinks you need to know of him, but nothing like the whole; their superficiality runs disingenuously deep. They are class acts. " - David Hughes.