One hand I certainly have patience for “slow-moving books and I prefer books that don’t feed you every bit of information with a teaspoon.
I also think it is a clever idea to have an imaginary character having conversations with Freud in Vienna on the eve of WWll.
However, some things really annoyed me.
The main character’s infatuation with a woman who doesn’t give him the time of day is one of the important influences on Franz ( the main character) on the path to growing up and truly seeing what is happening around him, I understand that. However, the amount of detail and the length of the descriptions were way more than necessary. It’s as if the author to lost for a while.
While I’m willing to accept that Franz was sort of a simpleton who achieved an awareness, I found the mother’s letters harder to believe in. They didn’t fit.
In short, this book has some annoying parts, especially in the middle section but does have some interesting parts as well.
I’m quite hesitant about recommending it, there are so many other books I would rather recommend. If you have it available, read it, but don’t make an effort to get a hold of it.
It’s the fifth book I have read by this author and I enjoyed everysingle one of them!
She has a gift for storytelling that brings the characters to life so vividly but without assuming that the reader needs to be spoon-fed with every little detail explained and rehashed. I love the way she delves into rich scenes of the characters’ lives, supplying information regarding the past as needed, when it serves the plot. I also enjoy how this story about the lives of the members of two families is told from the perspective of different family members at different time periods. Especially as it all ties in together so seamlessly.
It’s a very hard book to stop reading – read when you have some free time!
I think there are two books of Patchett’s I haven’t yet read, but I will!
The previous book I read, The Purple Hibiscus, was mesmerizing and I was totally lost in the tale as told by a girl as she grew up. I just wanted to keep reading.
The writing here is excellent too but in this book the author seems to want to tell us more than the tale of two young people growing up. It’s as if she has an agenda of things to make us understand. It is not enough to present what it was like to grow up well-educated in Nigeria but to be unable to complete higher education (or do something with that education), how it feels to immigrate to the US or UK and to return to Lagos, which would be the story of these two young people.
Adiche also goes to great length to describe the peers at school, the co workers abroad, the immigrants who made it vs those who didn’t and the family members, presenting their point of view on every matter as well. As if there is a need to present every possible aspect of every subject.
In addition, Adiche emphasizes in great detail a perspective I haven’t really encountered before, one of the African new immigrant’s musings on race in comparison to African Americans who have been in the US for generations. There are some very thought-provoking passages.
It’s all very interesting but it is a long book and sometimes I felt that it was trying to encompass too much and I was sort of wishing it would move a little faster.
I’m usually quite sure what exactly I like and don’t like about a book. All very clear.
Except for this book. I liked it but I really can’t put my finger on why I did.
On the back cover there is a review-comment from The Daily Mail “Funny, moving and very very true…a brilliant brilliant book”.
I don’t think the book is funny – I don’t find such a dysfunctional family funny. I am strongly suspect of the “true” aspect of it but willing to give it the benefit of the doubt. Though the mother’s character is a bit much…
Yet there is something about this book. I don’t know if “brilliant” is the right word but each chapter sucks you into a scene completely. When you are released and turn to the next chapter you find yourself not where or when you expected to be, yet it all makes sense.
Would you believe I found two books with such similar titles on the same visit to the library? But the similarities pretty much begin and end with the titles.
It is my understanding that “The People of Paper” by Plascencia is supposed to present an innovative form of writing. Well, I’m afraid I’m not progressive enough to enjoy it. Large portions of the book are written in columns, with each character’s point of view appearing in a different column. I was prepared to accept reading like that for a few chapters, until the author went overboard, as far as I was concerned. New characters were added, remembering which character was which grew confusing and time frames jumped between different character’s tales (or between one column to the next) and I got totally lost.
I abandoned the ship.
On the other hand, People of the Book by Brooks is very easy to read. It’s historical fiction and each time frame is clearly distinguishable. The book is rich with details, in fact it seems ready to be adapted for the screen. You have everything Hollywood usually wants.
Which leads to my main problem with the book. It is basically a good book but I dislike it when you can tell the author had a kind of checklist of “Hollywood” elements that need to appear in the book – sex must be brought up at regular intervals, unknown fathers, the mother who basically sacrificed her child for her career, etc. And while I’m all for “girl power”, I found some parts regarding the female heroine in every single period a bit hard to believe, particularly the really ancient times.
Nonetheless, it was an interesting book and I would recommend it.
Honestly, just watch the trailer and see if you can figure out how to watch the documentary. To say much about this in advance is a spoiler.
Our whole family just watched it at the Docaviv Documentary Film Festival and it is fascinating. We’ve been talking about it all evening – it is so cleverly done! It brings up the issue of what makes us believe what we believe, combining a take on former Yugoslavia and today’s media quandary… We keep noticing yet another detail used to prove a point.
Talk about opening lines! This book catches your attention right away! I honestly recommend not reading many details about it before you begin – let the story surprise you as you join Edgar Mint’s unusual journey into adulthood.
As unusual as the story is, the main draw here is the writing, the skillful storytelling. I’m looking forward to reading other books by Udall, there were passages that caused me to pause for a minute and think about how they were written.
My only complaint is that book is too long, especially the middle part which seemed to go beyond what was needed to serve the story line.
Miracle lives seem to be a popular theme, but don’t pass up on writing like this.
It is so well written that I was utterly mesmerised. I found it physically difficult to tear myself away from the book.
It’s not that the type of characters or the setting are familiar to me – life in Nigeria during a military coup and fanatically religious Catholicism – but the writing is so skillful that I felt I was observing everything happening very closely, standing close enough to see, hear and feel.
Another case of “Thank a Librarian” who put it out on a RECOMMEDED shelf!
Wow, what a skillful writer who can really pack a punch!
The author is “only” describing two couples (two brothers and their wives) spending an evening out in a fancy restaurant, but a whole lifetime and a tense plot pops up cleverly between the minuscule food portions such upscale restaurants have a reputation of serving.
Believe me, it’s best not to know more in advance. Let the author present the story in his way.
Interesting side note the author makes in the book – what do people the world over really read about Holland and famous Dutch people? There are the famous painters and there was Anna Frank (and some other heroic stories I might add). Don’t forget “Hans Brinker and the Silver Skates” ! But I really can’t recall reading anything else that takes place in the Netherlands.
The only thing I resent is one of the comments on the front cover of the book. It IS a thought-provoking book but I most certainly do not identify in any way with the characters.
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