{"id":455,"date":"2014-02-10T08:19:13","date_gmt":"2014-02-10T06:19:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wc.pressepuree.fr\/?p=455"},"modified":"2014-02-10T08:19:13","modified_gmt":"2014-02-10T06:19:13","slug":"ca-swing-edika","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/culturedecomptoir.com\/index.php\/2014\/02\/10\/ca-swing-edika\/","title":{"rendered":"Ca swing &#8211; Edika"},"content":{"rendered":"<div>\n<span style=\"color: #9b264e;\"><strong><a href=\"http:\/\/wc.pressepuree.fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/12\/Ca-swingue.jpeg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-478\" src=\"http:\/\/wc.pressepuree.fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/12\/Ca-swingue.jpeg\" alt=\"Ca swingue\" width=\"198\" height=\"255\" \/><\/a><\/strong><\/span><span style=\"color: #9b264e;\"><strong>Genre :<\/strong>\u00a0<\/span><a href=\"http:\/\/wc.pressepuree.fr\/tag\/bd\/\"> BD<\/a>, <a href=\"http:\/\/wc.pressepuree.fr\/tag\/humour\/\">humour<\/a>, <a href=\"http:\/\/wc.pressepuree.fr\/tag\/litterature-francaise\" target=\"_blank\">litt\u00e9rature fran\u00e7aise<\/a><br \/>\n<strong><span style=\"color: #9b264e;\"> Auteur :<\/span><\/strong> <a href=\"http:\/\/wc.pressepuree.fr\/tag\/edika\/\">Edika<\/a><br \/>\n<strong><span style=\"color: #9b264e;\"> Ann\u00e9e :<\/span><\/strong>\u00a0 2001<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #9b264e;\"><strong> Nombre de pages :<\/strong> <\/span>51<span style=\"color: #9b264e;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><br \/>\n<strong><span style=\"color: #9b264e;\">R\u00e9sum\u00e9 :<\/span><\/strong> Il s&rsquo;agit ici d&rsquo;une succession de petites histoires comico-absurdes de quelques pages, parues ou pas dans le c\u00e9l\u00e8bre magazine Fluide Glacial. Le dessin est en noir et blanc, pas franchement \u00e9labor\u00e9. Et c&rsquo;est assez bite-couille-nichon. Bref, on reconnait bien la patte de l&rsquo;auteur. Bref, on reconnait bien la BD franchouillarde.<br \/>\nIl faut dire que je ne suis pas tr\u00e8s bande-dessin\u00e9e. Je n&rsquo;en ach\u00e8te jamais, parce que je trouve que le ratio prix\/temps de lecture ne vaut pas beaucoup le coup. Mais comme je me suis fra\u00eechement inscrite \u00e0 la m\u00e9diath\u00e8que, je me suis dit, pourquoi pas?<br \/>\n<strong><span style=\"color: #9b264e;\">Ce que j&rsquo;ai aim\u00e9 :<\/span><\/strong> J&rsquo;ai ri sur l&rsquo;histoire du mec qui a un pl\u00e2tre \u00e0 la bite.<br \/>\n<strong><span style=\"color: #9b264e;\"> Ce que je n&rsquo;ai pas aim\u00e9 :<\/span><\/strong> Je me suis fort ennuy\u00e9 sur le reste. Voil\u00e0, voil\u00e0, ma fiche qui ne sert \u00e0 rien.<span style=\"color: #000000;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><br \/>\n<strong><span style=\"color: #9b264e;\">Note :<\/span><\/strong><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/wc.pressepuree.fr\/tag\/25\/\"> 2\/5<\/a><br \/>\n<\/span><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/wc.pressepuree.fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/08\/DianaCagothe.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-1833\" src=\"http:\/\/wc.pressepuree.fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/08\/DianaCagothe.png\" alt=\"DianaCagothe\" width=\"200\" height=\"50\" \/><\/a>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Genre :\u00a0 BD, humour, litt\u00e9rature fran\u00e7aise Auteur : Edika Ann\u00e9e :\u00a0 2001 Nombre de pages : 51 R\u00e9sum\u00e9 : Il s&rsquo;agit ici d&rsquo;une succession de petites histoires comico-absurdes de quelques pages, parues ou pas dans le c\u00e9l\u00e8bre magazine Fluide Glacial. Le dessin est en noir et blanc, pas franchement \u00e9labor\u00e9. Et c&rsquo;est assez bite-couille-nichon. Bref, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[8],"tags":[35,107,108,26,7],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/culturedecomptoir.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/455"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/culturedecomptoir.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/culturedecomptoir.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/culturedecomptoir.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/culturedecomptoir.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=455"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/culturedecomptoir.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/455\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/culturedecomptoir.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=455"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/culturedecomptoir.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=455"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/culturedecomptoir.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=455"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}