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    <![CDATA[&quot;Worse than the ordinary miserable childhood is the miserable Irish childhood,&quot; writes Frank McCourt in <em>Angela's Ashes</em>.  &quot;Worse yet is the miserable Irish Catholic childhood.&quot; Welcome, then, to the pinnacle of the miserable Irish Catholic childhood. Born in Brooklyn in 1930 to recent Irish immigrants Malachy and Angela McCourt, Frank grew up in Limerick after his parents returned to Ireland because of poor prospects in America. It turns out that prospects weren't so great back in the old country either--not with Malachy for a father. A chronically unemployed and nearly unemployable alcoholic, he appears to be the model on which many of our more insulting cliches about drunken Irish manhood are based. Mix in abject poverty and frequent death and illness and you have all the makings of a truly difficult early life. Fortunately, in McCourt's able hands it also has all the makings for a compelling memoir.]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[But the worst offender of the last twenty years has to be the uniquely meretricious drivel that constitutes &quot;Angela's Ashes&quot;. Dishonest at every level, slimeball McCourt managed to parlay his mawkish maunderings to commercial success, presumably because the particular assortment of rainsod...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/3101195">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[In Angela's Ashes, Frank McCourt paints a picture of a childhood mired in poverty.  He manages to be humorous and heartbreaking, and hopeless and triumphant all at once.  I laughed, I cried, I felt dearly for the disadvantaged McCourt family that struggled against all odds.<br/><br/>The memoir bor...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/1532442">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[&quot;Worse than the ordinary miserable childhood is the miserable Irish childhood,&quot; writes Frank McCourt in <em>Angela's Ashes</em>.  &quot;Worse yet is the miserable Irish Catholic childhood.&quot; Welcome, then, to the pinnacle of the miserable Irish Catholic childhood. Born in Brooklyn in 1930 to recent Irish immigrants Malachy and Angela McCourt, Frank grew up in Limerick after his parents returned to Ireland because of poor prospects in America. It turns out that prospects weren't so great back in the old country either--not with Malachy for a father. A chronically unemployed and nearly unemployable alcoholic, he appears to be the model on which many of our more insulting cliches about drunken Irish manhood are based. Mix in abject poverty and frequent death and illness and you have all the makings of a truly difficult early life. Fortunately, in McCourt's able hands it also has all the makings for a compelling memoir.]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[I simply can not begin to fathom why <em>Angela's Ashes</em> garnered so much attention, much less seemingly endless lofty praise.  Not only is it the most contrived, sappiest, self-pitying, typical Tale of A Poor Immigrant, ever, but as one of Irish-Catholic ancestry myself, I found it to be so incredibly, ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/3156611">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[It's been ten years since I've read this book. Like everyone else I was floored by it when it first came out. But time and age have made me wiser.<br/><br/>I don't think it's stood the test of time and the more I think of it... my grandmother is right. It's a one-sided, depressing view of life in ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/4953240">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[What, did NO one find this book funny except me??? I must be really perverse.<br/>Although the account of Frank's bad eyes was almost physically painful to read, the rest of the story didn't seem too odd or sad or overdone to me. My dad's family were immigrants; his father died young of cirrhosis o...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/8900265">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[&quot;Worse than the ordinary miserable childhood is the miserable Irish childhood,&quot; writes Frank McCourt in <em>Angela's Ashes</em>.  &quot;Worse yet is the miserable Irish Catholic childhood.&quot; Welcome, then, to the pinnacle of the miserable Irish Catholic childhood. Born in Brooklyn in 1930 to recent Irish immigrants Malachy and Angela McCourt, Frank grew up in Limerick after his parents returned to Ireland because of poor prospects in America. It turns out that prospects weren't so great back in the old country either--not with Malachy for a father. A chronically unemployed and nearly unemployable alcoholic, he appears to be the model on which many of our more insulting cliches about drunken Irish manhood are based. Mix in abject poverty and frequent death and illness and you have all the makings of a truly difficult early life. Fortunately, in McCourt's able hands it also has all the makings for a compelling memoir.]]>
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    <![CDATA[&quot;Worse than the ordinary miserable childhood is the miserable Irish childhood,&quot; writes Frank McCourt in <em>Angela's Ashes</em>.  &quot;Worse yet is the miserable Irish Catholic childhood.&quot; Welcome, then, to the pinnacle of the miserable Irish Catholic childhood. Born in Brooklyn in 1930 to recent Irish immigrants Malachy and Angela McCourt, Frank grew up in Limerick after his parents returned to Ireland because of poor prospects in America. It turns out that prospects weren't so great back in the old country either--not with Malachy for a father. A chronically unemployed and nearly unemployable alcoholic, he appears to be the model on which many of our more insulting cliches about drunken Irish manhood are based. Mix in abject poverty and frequent death and illness and you have all the makings of a truly difficult early life. Fortunately, in McCourt's able hands it also has all the makings for a compelling memoir.]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[	Angela’s Ashes is the first of three memoirs written by Irish author Frank McCourt.  Angela’s Ashes was published in 1996, and won the Pulitzer Prize for Biography or Autobiography.  The story was made into a film directed by Alan Parker in 1999.  <br/>     Frank McCourt begins his story with ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/43133917">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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