Terry Pratchett: Snuff, Kartoniert / Broschiert

Kurzbeschreibung

Es ist eine anerkannte Tatsache, dass ein Polizist auf Urlaub unweigerlich eine Leiche im Schrank findet. Doch Commander Sam Vimes von der Ankh-Morpork City Watch stolpert nicht nur über eine Leiche, es sind viele, sehr, sehr viele. Eigentlich kein Problem für Sam, doch er ist nicht im Dienst, er ist außerhalb seines Zuständigkeitsbereichs und er neigt zu gedanklichen Ausfällen. The new Discworld novel from the master sees Sam Vimes investigating a countryhouse murder, and is Terry Pratchett's fiftieth book.

Beschreibung

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a policeman taking a holiday would barely have had time to open his suitcase before he finds his first corpse.

And Commander Sam Vimes of the Ankh-Morpork City Watch is on holiday in the pleasant and innocent countryside, but not for him a mere body in the wardrobe. There are many, many bodies and an ancient crime more terrible than murder.

He is out of his jurisdiction, out of his depth, out of bacon sandwiches, occasionally snookered and out of his mind, but never out of guile. Where there is a crime there must be a finding, there must be a chase and there must be a punishment.

They say that in the end all sins are forgiven.

But not quite all...

Rezension

"[ Discworld is] Warm, silly, compulsively readable, fantastically inventive, surprisingly serious exploration in story form of just about any aspect of our world... Where other writers are delighted if they come up with just a handful of comic figures with self-sustaining life in them - Don Quixote and Sancho, the three men in the boat, Pooh and Piglet and Eeyore - Pratchettt breeds them by the score...There's never been anything quite like it" Francis Spufford Evening Standard

Klappentext

Eighth book of the original and best CITY WATCH series, now reinterpreted in BBC's The Watch

' Snuff is entertaining, with all Pratchett's genius on display' Sunday Express

The Discworld is very much like our own - if our own were to consist of a flat planet balanced on the back of four elephants which stand on the back of a giant turtle, that is . . .

'The jurisdiction of a good man extends to the end of the world.'

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a policeman taking a holiday would barely have had time to open his suitcase before he finds his first corpse.

Commander Sam Vimes of the Ankh-Morpork City Watch is on holiday in the pleasant and innocent countryside, but not for him a mere body in the wardrobe. There are many, many bodies - and an ancient crime more terrible than murder.

He is out of his jurisdiction, out of his depth, out of bacon sandwiches; and out of his mind. But never out of guile. Where there is a crime there must be a punishment.

They say that in the end all sins are forgiven.

Vimes is about to uncover the exception.

Winner of the Bollinger Everyman Wodehouse Prize for Comic Fiction