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A disorder peculiar to the country
One year into an impossibly bitter divorce, Marshall and Joyce Harriman, a Brooklyn Heights couple, are at war. On the morning of September 11 each thinks the other is dead, and each is secretly happy. Far from putting things into perspective, the tragedy and aftermath become a counterpoint to the ongoing war to divide Joyce and Marshall's assets as the Harrimans enact the country's problems on their pathetically personal scale.
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- "One year into an impossibly bitter divorce, Marshall and Joyce Harriman, a Brooklyn Heights couple, are at war. On the morning of September 11 each thinks the other is dead, and each is secretly happy. Far from putting things into perspective, the tragedy and aftermath become a counterpoint to the ongoing war to divide Joyce and Marshall's assets as the Harrimans enact the country's problems on their pathetically personal scale."@en
- "Joyce and Marshall each think the other is killed on September 11 -- and must swallow their disappointment when the other arrives home. As their bitter divorce is further complicated by anthrax scares, suicide bombs, and foreign wars, they suffer, in ways unexpectedly personal and increasingly ludicrous, the many strange ravages of our time. In this astonishing black comedy, Kalfus suggests how our nation's public calamities have encroached upon our most private illusions."@en
- "Joyce and Marshall Harriman are in the midst of a contentious divorce, but still sharing a cramped, overmortgaged Brooklyn apartment with their two children. On the morning of September 11, Joyce departs for Newark to catch a flight to San Francisco, and Marshall, after dropping the kids at daycare, heads for his office in the World Trade Center. She misses her flight and he's late for work, but on that grim day, in devastated city, among millions seized by fear and grief, each thinks the other is dead, and each is secretly, shamefully, gloriously happy. As their bitter divorce is further complicated by anthrax scares, suicide bombs, foreign wars, and the stock market collapse, they suffer, in ways unexpectedly personal and increasingly ludicrous, the many strange ravages of our time. In this astonishing black comedy, Kalfus suggests how our nation's public calamities have encroached upon our most private illusions."@en
- "Joyce and Marshall Harriman are in the midst of a contentious divorce, but still sharing a cramped, overmortgaged Brooklyn apartment with their two children. On the morning of September 11, Joyce departs for Newark to catch a flight to San Francisco, and Marshall, after dropping the kids at daycare, heads for his office in the World Trade Center. She misses her flight and he's late for work, but on that grim day, in devastated city, among millions seized by fear and grief, each thinks the other is dead, and each is secretly, shamefully, gloriously happy. As their bitter divorce is further complicated by anthrax scares, suicide bombs, foreign wars, and the stock market collapse, they suffer, in ways unexpectedly personal and increasingly ludicrous, the many strange ravages of our time. In this astonishing black comedy, Kalfus suggests how our nation's public calamities have encroached upon our most private illusions."