‘In Belfast, in 1942, lived Belle, a mill-girl with a gift. Every morning at work, she enthralled people with the story of the film she saw last night.’
And as Belle brings magic to the grim rows of looms, a handsome newcomer watches silently, and Juliet meets her Romeo. For Belle is a Protestant: the stranger, from the south, a Catholic. The Belfast Telegraph, reporting the courtroom sensations, said afterwards, ‘She could tell the pictures better than the silver screen itself – but then along came a man with a silver tongue… ’
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'When you invest in a Frank Delaney novel you get more than your money's worth.' Daily Mail. 'A blockbuster with a purpose.' Times Literary Supplement. 'He certainly knows how to use bleak material to shocking and (perhaps shocking to say) entertaining effect.' Financial Times. 'A wonderful writer.' The Times. 'Delaney writes in a near documentary style: his words know they are tools.' Financial TimesFrom the Back Cover:
"In Belfast, in 1942, lived Belle, a mill-girl with a gift. Every morning at work, she enthralled people with the story of the film she saw last night. In her apron and turban-tied headscarf she climbed on the table of the spinning room in Rufus Street, and dramatised, in her own sharp accent, the passions of Hollywood. With her wide eyes and her wit, and her hands weaving gestures like a magician casting spells, she pierced the overcast of their long, dirty workdays."
So both begins and ends Frank Delaney's magnificent 'Telling the Pictures' and in between there is death and drama and humour, all the fabric of life. And, above all, the love story of Belle MacKnight and Gene Comerford, a Protestant girl and a Catholic boy caught amidst the hatred and passion that racks their land.
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Book Description 2001-08-01., 2001. Book Condition: New. HarperCollins. New edition. Paperback. Book: GOOD. 496pp. . Bookseller Inventory # NF-1753401