Críticas:
Quite a good story. Often said to be the first graphic novel in India. The illustration is something like that of Persepolis - raw. --jayanta borah Jun 24, 2014
I don't buy the arguments of the people who find graphic novel as a marketing gimmick to sell comics to adults. Neither do I agree to the people who think it is stooping to a lower level I don't buy the arguments of the people who find graphic novel as a marketing gimmick to sell comics to adults. Neither do I agree to the people who think it is stooping to a lower level of reading to read one. Reading through corridor builds a unique mindscape in the readers imagination that can only be created by artists like Sarnath Banerjee. Corridor tells stories about the characters of the novel who are connected to a Connaught Place bookwala. Usually the stories touch upon the shadier part of the character's life, and most of them are good. Corridor touches upon various subtleties without stating it blatantly, by referring to pictures/objects shown in the frame's background. The use of color and plain sketches along with use of photograph is a form of art in itself. When I finished the book I wanted to read it again. So many stories told in such a short time is what makes you do it. Though the book doesn't last for very long and sometimes makes you think of value for money, still I feel it is worth reading. Having read all of his novels till now, I think Corridor is one of the better works of the author. --Suhit Pal May 17, 2012
Very smart and funny, really enjoyed reading it. One of my friends had recommended the book to me, I was expecting it to be good but it turned out to be great. It has funny and interesting take on many of the things which happen around us. Some may find the book to be a bit short at just over 100 pages, but almost all the pages will bring out a few smiles at least. --Ranvijay Apr 14, 2012
Reseña del editor:
In the heart of Lutyens' Delhi sits Jehangir Rangoonwalla, enlightened dispenser of tea, wisdom, and second-hand books. Among his customers are Brighu, a postmodern Ibn Batuta looking for obscure collectibles and a love life; Digital Dutta who lives mostly in his head, torn between Karl Marx and an H1-B visa; and the newly-married Shintu, looking for the ultimate aphrodisiac in the seedy by-lanes of old Delhi. Played out in the corridors of Connaught Place and Calcutta, the story captures the alienation and fragmented reality of urban life through an imaginative alchemy of text and image.
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