书名：The Revenant 荒野猎人/还魂者

作者：Michael Punke迈克尔·庞克

出版社名称：The Borough Press

出版时间：2015

语种： 英文

ISBN：9780008124021

商品尺寸：12.9 x 2.3 x 19.8 cm

包装：平装

页数：320

The Revenant《荒野猎人》是奥斯卡12项提名电影《荒野猎人》（又译《还魂者》）、金球奖三项大奖的原著小说，作者为美国作家迈克尔·庞克。该书蝉联《纽约时报》畅销书排行榜榜首，助力莱昂纳多·迪卡普里奥获得奥斯卡影帝的传奇故事。 推荐理由： 1.关于生存与复仇的史诗级巨著； 2.《华盛顿邮报》评价“赋予同名电影灵魂，又远比影片内容丰富和精彩的狂野西部传奇”； 3. 英文原版，内容完整无删减，纸质护眼。 THE BESTSELLING BOOK THAT INSPIRED THE AWARD-WINNING MOVIE Winner of 3 OSCARS including BEST DIRECTOR and BEST ACTOR Winner of 5 BAFTAS including Best Actor, Best Director and Best Film Winner of the 2016 Golden Globes for Best Motion Picture — Drama, Best Actor — Drama, and Best Director The novel that inspired the epic new movie starring Leonardo DiCaprio and Tom Hardy. Hugh Glass isn’t afraid to die. He’s done it once already. Rocky Mountains, 1823 The trappers of the Rocky Mountain Fur Company live a brutal frontier life. Hugh Glass is one of the most respected men in the company, an experienced frontiersman and an expert tracker. But when a scouting mission puts Glass face-to-face with a grizzly bear, he is viciously mauled and not expected to survive. Two men from the company are ordered to remain with him until his inevitable death. But, fearing an imminent attack, they abandon Glass, stripping him of his prized rifle and hatchet. As Glass watches the men flee, he is driven to survive by one all-consuming desire: revenge. With shocking grit and determination, he sets out on a three-thousand-mile journey across the harsh American frontier, to seek revenge on the men who betrayed him. The Revenant is a remarkable tale of obsession and the lengths that one man will go to for retribution. Review“A spellbinding tale of heroism and obsessive retribution”—Publishers Weekly “A superb revenge story”—The Washington Post

《荒野猎人》取材自19世纪前期美国内陆毛皮贸易时代一桩真实发生的传奇故事。 1823年秋天，履历不凡、身手强悍的皮草猎人休·格拉斯受雇于落基山毛皮公司，参加一次深入蛮荒西部内陆的捕猎远征。一天，在外出侦察时，他受到一头灰熊袭击，重伤濒死。远征队安排了两名队友留下来照顾格拉斯，但这两个人不久便将奄奄一息的格拉斯抛弃在荒野中，还掳走了他的枪支等财物。万幸的是，依靠强大的求生意志与丰富的野外生存技能，外加天赐的好运气，格拉斯活了下来。随后，他发起了史诗般的复仇行动…… Hugh Glass isn’t afraid to die. He’s done it once already. Rocky Mountains, 1823 When expert tracker Glass is viciously mauled by a bear, death seems inevitable. The two men ordered to remain with him until he dies flee, stripping him of his rifle and hatchet and leaving him to die alone. But soon a grim, horribly scarred figure is seen wandering, asking after two men, one with a gun that seems too good for him...

迈克尔·庞克（Michael Punke），美国作家，现任美国常驻世界贸易组织（WTO）代表。康奈尔大学法学院出身，在校期间担任《康奈尔国际法杂志》主编。先后供职于国会（辅佐参议员马克斯·博卡斯）和白宫（国家经济委员会及国家安全委员会），曾任美亚博律师事务所合伙人、蒙大拿大学兼职教授及《蒙大拿季刊》历史栏目通讯员。已出版三部广受好评的历史类畅销书。 Michael Punkeserves as the U.S. Ambassador to the World Trade Organization in Geneva, Switzerland. He has also served on the White House National Security Council staff and on Capitol Hill. He was formerly the history correspondent for Montana Quarterly and an adjunct professor at the University of Montana. He is the author ofFire and Brimstone: The North Butte Mining Disaster of 1917, andLast Stand: George Bird Grinnell, the battle to Save the Buffalo, and the Birth of the New West. His family home is in Montana.

September 1, 1823They were abandoning him. The wounded man knew it when he looked at the boy, who looked down, then away, unwilling to hold his gaze. For days, the boy had argued with the man in the wolf-skin hat. Has it really been days? The wounded man had battled his fever and pain, never certain whether conversations he heard were real, or merely by-products of the delirious wanderings in his mind. He looked up at the soaring rock formation above the clearing. A lone, twisted pine had managed somehow to grow from the sheer face of the stone. He had stared at it many times, yet it had never appeared to him as it did at that moment, when its perpendicular lines seemed clearly to form a cross. He accepted for the first time that he would die there in that clearing by the spring. The wounded man felt an odd detachment from the scene in which he played the central role. He wondered briefly what he would do in their position. If they stayed and the war party came up the creek, all of them would die. Would I die for them … if they were certain to die anyway? “You sure they’re coming up the creek?” The boy’s voice cracked as he said it. He could effect a tenor most of the time, but his tone still broke at moments he could not control. The man in the wolf skin stooped hurriedly by the small meat rack near the fire, stuffing strips of partially dried venison into his parfleche. “You want to stay and find out?” The wounded man tried to speak. He felt again the piercing pain in his throat. Sound came forth, but he could not shape it into the one word he sought to articulate. The man in the wolf skin ignored the sound as he continued to gather his few belongings, but the boy turned. “He’s trying to say something.” The boy dropped on one knee next to the wounded man.Unable to speak, the man raised his working arm and pointed. “He wants his rifle,” said the boy. “He wants us to set him up with his rifle.” The man in the wolf skin covered the ground between them in quick, measured steps. He kicked the boy hard, square in the back. “Move, goddamn you!” He strode quickly from the boy to the wounded man, who lay next to the meager pile of his possessions: a possibles bag, a knife in a beaded scabbard, a hatchet, a rifle, and a powder horn.As the wounded man watched helplessly, the man in the wolf skin stooped to pick up the possibles bag. He dug inside for the flint and steel, dropping them into the pocket on the front of his leather tunic. He grabbed the powder horn and slung it over his shoulder. The hatchet he tucked under his broad leather belt.