“In the first-person narrative of his first novel, his character struggles to fit the black fedora of Harry Lime, of Graham Greene’s The Third Man. And while the narrator nervously tries to describe himself through the movie’s black-and-white images, he jells into shape through his street-smart voice, describing the skank-life in Melbourne’s far off rotting future.”
“The assignment I was to undertake this day was deceptively simple — unearth, tail, and then rustle up and knuckle-down on somebody…” Bergen’s got a head-banger of a voice that “knuckles-down” under a hard-driving Aussie twang. To come? A new book this October, One Hundred Years of Vicissitude.
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