ADVANCE PRAISE FOR UNDERWORLD
"You pick up and travel vith DeLillo anywhere -- the bliss of a baseball game, the meeting of old lovers in a desert. He offers us another history of ourselves, the unofficial underground moments. He smells the music in argument and brag. He throws the unbitten coin of fame back at us. This book is an aria and a wolf-whistle of our half centur...more
So I will strap on my backpack and don sturdy walking boots, an oxygen tank might be useful, and a supply of plasters and animal pelts - and then I will begin to scale the North Face of Modern American Literature. Let's see how far I get before I fall off one of its jagged cliffs or collapse choking with one of Mr DeLillo's sentences wrapped around my neck.
BUT DISCOURAGEMENTS ARISE UNBIDDEN
Update - Not even on page 100 and I have a...more
this book was recommended to me by an ex (who also recommended zuleika dobson and the joke, so he had a good track record until then) who knew how much i liked infinite jest so he thought i would like this one. and if i only liked infinite jest because it was a long book written by a white male, then i suppose i would have liked this book. but i didn't, so it must be something else i'm drawn to in the wallace.
i remember i was reading th...more
the first was Ayn Rand's "Atlas Shrugged," which i absolutely loved but got terribly sick of after about 700 pages of the same goddamn philosophy being crammed down my throat. (which sounds like its awful, but i really did adore those first two thirds).
the second was a speed reading book. it wasn't a very quick read, and i got bored.
the third is now Don DeLillo's Underworld, supposedly one of the greatest masterpieces of 20th century literature.
Guardando Facebook, mi sono resa conto che il mio paese di mare (specifico di mare, perché di solito sto in un paesone di montagna, così quelli che sanno chi sono non vengono sotto casa a lanciarmi le uova marce) limita le scelte della gente. O la gente limita il paese, bah, chi lo sa!
Insomma: curiosando nei profili degli amici degli amici ( dove “degli amici” non è una ripetizione, è proprio che ficco il naso nelle cose dei terzi), mi sono accorta...more
One, pedigree: DeLillo is a critical darling, deservedly so. Two, Heft: just like in movies, critics assume size equals importance, and thus the longer it takes to get through something, the more that something must have to say. It's 854 pages, 600 of which could have been cu...more
When you finish the book you feel like you've gone on a journey but it's hard to talk about it and your not really sure exactly what hap...more
When I was selling knives in college...more
I was reading this book in September 2001, when I put it down to go on vacation in Switzerland. While on vacation, 9-11 happened. When I returned, I picked the book up again and the cover - which prominently featured a creepy, black and white picture of the World Trade Center taken from the cemetery at Trinity Church - had a new meaning for me.
It was such a wonderful, sweeping, poetic book that it's hard to encapsulate. Someh...more
Underworld has an interesting structure, going backwards for the most part. The 60 page prologue is the best part of the book, brilliant prose about the Giants' triumph over the Dodgers at home at the Polo Grounds on the last day of the 1951 penant race, Bobby Thomson's Shot Heard Round the World, linking Cotter Martin, a young black boy from Harlem who jumps the gate and nabs the home run, J. Edgar Hoover, who hears about a Russian atomic...more
If I were you (unless you are gaga for DeLillo and don't mind if things don't really come to a satisfying culmination), read Pafko at the Wall instead. It's the first 60 pages of this book and it is some of the best writing you will ever read. Though Underworld has a few lovely moments and some reall...more
-J. Edgar Hoover & friend
-airport graveyard and plane ride
-stupid pretentious black paper chapters.
-That's about it.
Is that bad? Well, I did read it quite a while ago. But I don't remember enjoying it as much as Pynchon's "V," which I read at about the same time for class. It was a very dead book, sytlistically and in content. Delillo writes dead. His books do not live. He does this purposefully, but as an expre...more
DeLillo is such a great writer that he makes the story flow as if it were unfolding before our eyes. There are various subplots,...more
"The Power of History" (collateral essay by Don DeLillo):
The Rapture. Oct. 28, 1992:
Pieter Bruegel the Elder The Triumph of Death:
Pieter Bruegel the Elder Children's Games:
James McNeill Whistler
Arrangement in Gray and Black. The Artist's Mother:
Russ Hodges chronicles The Shot Heard 'Round the World:
The Zapruder film:
Underworld opens with a breathlessly graceful prologue set during the final game of the Giants-Dodgers pennant race in 1951. Written in what DeLillo calls "super-omnisci...more
DeLillo thinks of shared experiences the way Lawrence Weschler looks at pictures, and I really apprec...more
Which is a shame, as it has a stunning opening - an opening that you must think is the only thing that all the critics on the front of the book read, as the rest is rubbish.
It starts in a very cinematic way, with a technique of hyper omni presence, as a classic ball game ensues. A champioship is won on the...more
Among the most influential American writers of the past decades, DeLillo has received, among author awards, a National Book Award (White Noise, 1985), a PEN/Faulkner Award (Mao II, 1991), and an American...more