NanaCourier Corporation, 21/09/2012 - 352 من الصفحات We first meet Nana in the Variety Theatre, where the captivating eighteen-year-old is appearing in the lead role of a musical—even though she can't act or sing. "Nana has something that makes up for everything else," the theater owner explains, and he's right. Instead of booing her off the stage, the crowd howls with admiration. She has disrobed by the third act, and her career as a femme fatale is off to a sensational start. Nana crawls out of the gutter to ascend the heights of Parisian society, devouring men and squandering fortunes along the way. Zola begins the story of French realism's most beguiling siren in 1867, amid the decadence and moral decay of France's Gilded Age. Nana's corruption reflects the spirit of her era, her prostitution symbolizing the degenerate state of Second Empire politics and society. Hailed as one of the first modern novels, Nana addresses contemporary subjects with realistic observations, dialogue, and scenarios. Its publication sparked a heated controversy that made it an overnight bestseller, and it has long since reigned as a classic of French literature. |
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... stood out clearly with their fresh green foliage , and a pillar was so brilliantly illuminated by the blaze of light that the bills posted upon it could be read at a dis- tance as clearly as at midday ; whilst , afar off , the dense ...
... stood out clearly with their fresh green foliage , and a pillar was so brilliantly illuminated by the blaze of light that the bills posted upon it could be read at a dis- tance as clearly as at midday ; whilst , afar off , the dense ...
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... stood for a moment before one of the posters at the door; then, in a drunken voice shouted out, “Oh, my! Nana!” and reeled on his way, dragging his old shoes along the asphalt. People laughed, and several well-dressed gentleman repeated ...
... stood for a moment before one of the posters at the door; then, in a drunken voice shouted out, “Oh, my! Nana!” and reeled on his way, dragging his old shoes along the asphalt. People laughed, and several well-dressed gentleman repeated ...
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... stood for a moment at the foot of the staircase on the right, protected by the railing. The spectators from the upper part of the house tramped down with a great noise of heavy shoes, the procession of men in evening dress seemed as ...
... stood for a moment at the foot of the staircase on the right, protected by the railing. The spectators from the upper part of the house tramped down with a great noise of heavy shoes, the procession of men in evening dress seemed as ...
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Emile Zola. or six groups of men, talking and gesticulating earnestly, stood their ground in spite of the crush, while others were walking up and down in rows, now and again turning sharply on their heels, which resounded on the waxed ...
Emile Zola. or six groups of men, talking and gesticulating earnestly, stood their ground in spite of the crush, while others were walking up and down in rows, now and again turning sharply on their heels, which resounded on the waxed ...
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... lingered to inspect the few women who remained seated ; and for a minute they stood quite motionless , stretching their necks , and display- ing their white shirt fronts . “We shall expect to see you next Tuesday,” said the Nana 17.
... lingered to inspect the few women who remained seated ; and for a minute they stood quite motionless , stretching their necks , and display- ing their white shirt fronts . “We shall expect to see you next Tuesday,” said the Nana 17.
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