Book description
The Body Artist opens with a breakfast scene in a rambling rented house
somewhere on the New England coast. We meet Lauren Hartke, the Body
Artist of the title, and her husband Rey Robles, a much older,
thrice-married film-director. Through their delicate, intimate,
half-complete thoughts and words DeLillo proves himself a stunningly
unsentimental observer of marriage, and of the idiosyncrasies that both
isolate and bind us. Rey says he's taking a drive and he does, all the
way to the Manhattan apartment of his first wife. Lauren is left alone,
or so she thinks . . . 'A poised, individual ghost story for the
twenty-first century' Observer 'Inspiring . . . a beautiful book'
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