Another unnamed critic described him as the “moral spokesman for the American lumpenproletariat, a chronicler of our urban degeneracy, whose dingy furnished rooms, drinking, and fornications are neither bohemianism nor self-indulgence, but a way of life. It's been imitated, it's been ripped off, but it has an energy and wits that will never be challenged.

As noted by one reviewer, "Bukowski continued to be, thanks to his antics and deliberate clownish performances, the king of the underground and the epitome of the littles in the ensuing decades, stressing his loyalty to those small press editors who had first championed his work and consolidating his presence in new ventures such as the New York Quarterly, Chiron Review, or Slipstream.Bukowski would follow it with five other novels (“ Factotum,”“ Women,”“ Ham On Rye,”“ Hollywood,”“ Pulp”), a screenplay (for the movie “Barfly”) and countless poems, short stories and essays. When Open City was shut down in 1969, the column was picked up by the Los Angeles Free Press as well as the hippie underground paper NOLA Express in New Orleans.

In Los Angeles, California, down-and-out barfly Henry Chinaski becomes a substitute mail carrier; he quits for a while and lives on his winnings at the race track, then becomes a mail clerk. I just finished, with a sour taste in my mouth, Bukowski’s Women, infamously making many of the Worst Misogynist Novels of All Time lists, but maybe in part because I am a masochist (and because it just happened to pop up on my audio tape queue and had some time to drive and listen), I jumped right back in to Bukowski, into the novel that catapulted this former postal worker to fame/infamy.Also includes a facsimile of a carbon copy of Katz's letter to Bukowski presenting his personal view of 'Post Office' (as oposed to the review). Charles Bukowski was the inspiration behind the first chapter of Mark Manson's bestselling self-help book The Subtle Art of Not Giving a Fuck. Los magníficos diálogos retratan perfectamente la personalidad egocéntrica, entre tierna y desalmada, de este Chinaski-Bukowski que es el centro y la periferia de esta narración y de las dos restantes sobre la que algo les contaré no tardando mucho. The film rights to Post Office were sold to Taylor Hackford in the early 1970s, but a film version of the novel has yet to be made.

Okay, I can already hear the “booooos” from the Mitchellites saying “how can you give Cloud Atlas two stars, but you give THIS four stars? Web sources say his work addresses the ordinary lives of poor Americans, the act of writing, alcohol, relationships with women, and the drudgery of work. There's his trademark booze and trips to the racetrack and you even get to read how Chinaski's interest in classic music, seen in later novels, began. In a world where the employment market is fundamentally broken, it's difficult to get away from a job in which you have experience.Quizás es que no eran nada malo en la cama, lo que explicaría el empecinamiento de sus parejas en permanecer junto a él a pesar de las continúas peleas, separaciones y reconciliaciones en torno a una botella. He also distributes big piles of 4th class mail – that’s junk mail (although he never uses that term; it must have come into use after 1971 when this was written).