this book is like a slap in the face...stahl's prose is gritty, realistic and oddly beautiful. the first sentence is: "I'm wearing a diaper." It's a w...morethis book is like a slap in the face...stahl's prose is gritty, realistic and oddly beautiful. the first sentence is: "I'm wearing a diaper." It's a wonderful book for any drug addict, any fan of drug literature and any fan of honest, profane and shocking writing. Jerry Stahl is a genius who is willing to look into the depths of his very soul to tell a good story. One of my all-time favorite books! (less)
What a fantastic book! It's heartbreaking, groundbreaking, well written and well researched. Jessica Savitch was a pioneer in network broadcasting. Sh...moreWhat a fantastic book! It's heartbreaking, groundbreaking, well written and well researched. Jessica Savitch was a pioneer in network broadcasting. She was the first host of Frontline on PBS, (a show that still survies to this day) and the first truly beautiful woman to read the news. And she did it well, better than any man of that time. All the while battling drugs, addiction and her inner demons. It's also a classic love story (and a harrowing one at that) with echoes of A Star is Born because as Jessica rose to fame, her lover's career declined.
A funny side note, the film Anchorman starring Will Ferrell is pretty much about this book, it's a farce of course but Christina Applegate as Veronica Corningstone is a spot on portrayal of what I believe Jessica Savitch was really like. Smart, determined, beautiful and vulnerable.(less)
I just finished 1Q84 and already I've begun to notice strange peculiarities in the world around me. As I closed the book and stood up, I looked around...moreI just finished 1Q84 and already I've begun to notice strange peculiarities in the world around me. As I closed the book and stood up, I looked around my shabby apartment. Same walls, same badly painted walls, same James Dean poster, but something seemed off. Something infinitesimal. The walls seemed closer or were they further away? And James, wasn't there a cigarette clasped between your lips before? Now you're just staring off into space with that amazing, casual air of indifference. I shut my eyes and shake my head. It's just the residual effect of Murakami's prose, I tell myself. Nothing more. I went about the rest of my day as usual but late that night I fell into a restless sleep. I had the strangest dream...
I dreamt of him. You know... the one. The one I love. The one separated from me because of timing and distance and all the other inane trivialities that prevent us from taking the next logical step. In my dream he was reading 1Q84 as well. Well actually he was just finishing it, closing it with a self-satisfied thwack, for it is quite a tome. Then he just sat there, comtemplatively, his fingers steepled together in a pyramid under his chin. And suddenly I appeared there with him in my dream.
I, like, just walked in from off-stage and sat down on the floor in front of him cross-legged. Is it weird to appear in your own dream? I don't know if that's ever happened to me before. Anyways, we just talked all night about 1Q84, about Tengo and Aomame, the star-crossed, NO moon-crossed lovers. We talked about the people they knew and loved. Ayumi, Komatsu and Tengo's dad. Tengo's married older lover. The dowager that befriends and mentors Aomame and her stoic level-headed gay bodyguard Tamaru. We discussed Fuka-Eri and the strange cult, Sakigake, she escaped, and the stranger story she wrote that Tengo had been hired to ghostwrite: Air Chrysalis. How this story acts as a catalyst for the whole novel, it gets is moving. Ushikawa, Leader, Buzzcut and Ponytail, Tsubasa, Professor Ebisuno, and the three nurses that Tengo meets. How he compares them to the witches from Macbeth. And so many literary references, it's like Murakami is name dropping! Dickens, Proust and Chekov- to name a few.
And The Little People. How could we forget The Little People?! How they just appear strangely and build the elusive Air Chrysalis. The huge, womb-like, peanut-shaped, furry, glowing, egg thingy that materializes by their hands seemingly out of thin air. What does the Air Chrysalis represent? And how does it tie in with Sakigake and Fuka-Eri? And, utimately, what's inside it?
But more than anything, as I looked up into the eyes of the man I adored, we spoke of love. How this is above all A Love Story, and an unbelievably hopeful one at that. Because in 1Q84 true love exists and it matters, it makes a difference! It obliterates obstacles, it takes on a life of it's own. And the connections that we make, that we forge, they last. They live and breathe. They are not ephemeral, gossamer.
And then I just woke up, the dream dissolved as abruptly as it began.
Anyways after that I didn't really notice any changes in the world around me. James Dean looks normal to me now. But maybe I've just become accustomed to it all.
I don't know what Murakami is tapped into, I don't know where his talent, his inspiration comes from, but it never fails to move me. There's an ease and an elegance to his prose. And it is absolutely, magnificently beyond beautiful. He defies classification... I could go on and on. He's a world class writer and this is a world class book.(less)
There are some things I really really love about these books. Well really I love Sookie. I admire her. She always does what's right, she always stands...moreThere are some things I really really love about these books. Well really I love Sookie. I admire her. She always does what's right, she always stands up for people in trouble and she always, always wants to help. She has this immense desire and need for survival. She's a fighter, for sure. She's fearless. But simultaneously she is incredibly vulnerable, and sensitive. Eric Northam put it best, I don't remember which book it was in, but this is my absolute favorite Sookie Stackhouse quote:
"You are beautiful. You are smart and you are loyal. You have a sense of fun and adventure. You have the most beautiful breasts I've ever seen. You're brave, you're responsible and hard-working, you're creative too."
I love that Sookie is completely satisfied with her lot in life. She's so happy to be "just a waitress," she says so herself numerous times. And I love the normalness of her life when she is at home, alone with no supernatural creatures around her. I think it is rare and refreshing to read a book about a spectacular girl, a beautiful girl with a sensational gift who remains down to earth and grounded. Who goes home and cleans up after a long day. Who makes time for all the people in her life, who takes pride in her job and her home and who wants nothing more than to drink a refeshing glass of iced-tea and watch Jeopardy. I can relate to that so much.
I tell you book eleven was pretty good! A very very loved and cherished member of The Tribulation Force gets captured and assassinated! Thank god I'm...moreI tell you book eleven was pretty good! A very very loved and cherished member of The Tribulation Force gets captured and assassinated! Thank god I'm almost done with this addictive and time consuming series!(less)
Boring Boring Boring Boring. Full of inane and indecipherable bible passages. I can't believe I made it all the way to The Glorious Appearing and I do...moreBoring Boring Boring Boring. Full of inane and indecipherable bible passages. I can't believe I made it all the way to The Glorious Appearing and I don't even care! I'm so over these books!(less)
I'm waiting until I finish the entire trilogy to write my full review. However I do have a few notes to make. There was little to no sex in this book!...moreI'm waiting until I finish the entire trilogy to write my full review. However I do have a few notes to make. There was little to no sex in this book! I know it's all saved for Sexus, but those sex scenes were so well written and so spectacularly erotic that I thought for sure some of that might seep into Plexus but no such luck. What impressed me the most was Miller's vocabulary. So much so that I kept a list of all the words he used that I had never seen before. I planned to look them all up later on in my huge old crumbling dictionary. And here is that list, it's fantastic:
jeremiad, sisyphean, lied, horripilation, somnolence, efflorescence, plangent, ken, asperity, sorties, peregrinations, dithyrambs, colloquies, veridical, prestidigitator, lugubrious, semaphore, prate, cymbalon, bagatelle, mufti, pederasts, anent, sally, purlieus, fettle, jackanapes, palaver, celerity, sagacity, jocosely, cordon, viands, quorum, euchre, velleity, brogans, runneled, cortege, bantam, metempsychosis, limitrophe, steppes, verdure, lilliputian, eclosion, amanuensis, geodetic, quaternary, decan, thaumaturgists, fecund, circumlocutiousness (led me to prolix which I had to look up as well), acephalic, cantharides, crinology*, cacchination*, coterminous, cicerone, cimex (bedbug yuck!), lectularis*, cognomen, pasha, caparisoned, panoplies, verdigris, taboret, ructions, halvah, kirschwasser, strega, russe*, inveigle, arnica, cosmocrator, quoits, prepollent, parlous, anacoluthon, sesquipedalian (actually means one who uses long words LOL), gimcrack, socdolager*, gazabo, couvert, bonhomie, numismatics, celesta, telesme*, alderman, wend, thoracic, ablatives, gerundives, postprandial, palliation, dint, spifflicated, quondam, rambla, souks, encysted, funicular, bobolink, shandygaff, hodcarrier (hod was in the dictionary but not hodcarrier), tyro, chiffonier, auk, foraminifera, plaidoyer*, abstruse, samovar, porphyry, ebullition and percipience.
The starred words are the ones I could not define. I actually looked up each and every one. Miller is a lingustic provocateur. His style continues to spellbind me. (less)
Now this is a fucking story! And sooooo elegantly written. V.C. Andrews (and this is the real V.C. Andrews, not some second rate ghost-writer, writing...moreNow this is a fucking story! And sooooo elegantly written. V.C. Andrews (and this is the real V.C. Andrews, not some second rate ghost-writer, writing? riding her coattails) had enormous talent. Holy crap can she weave a tangled web! This is the story of Audrina Adare a young girl with memories like "swiss cheese." A young girl haunted by the ever-present spectre of her deceased older sister, also named Audrina. This is pure soap opera melodrama and this is Andrews' niche, her expertise. She excels and enchants, and this story has everything you could want. A legless woman? You got it! A creepy house with locked doors and musty rooms full of forgotten secrets? Done! A spinster aunt with a broken heart and a hidden past? Here too! Electro-Shock Therapy? You betcha. Forbidden love? Gang rape? Suicide? A woman in a coma? A sexy, trashy cousin with brittle bones and a chip on her shoulder? Yes, yes, yes, yes and yes! That would be Vera.
Oh Vera, dear dear Vera. You are the embodiment of the girl we love to hate. A girl so prevalent in literature and movies and television and you dear, dear Vera are the archetype. I wish Vera had her own novel!! She is soooo much more interesting than boring, vanilla, milquetoast Audrina. Sure she has her weird memory thing. And those disturbing recurring rape nightmares of hers are peculiar. And ya, every night her father rocks her, against her will, in her dead sister's old rocking chair, but VERA?! Vera drove a man to suicide, Vera can be any age. 12? 20? She can pull it off. She is a master manipulator. She dresses provocatively and says whatever comes to mind. She's fearless and brutal and yet so so vulnerable. You see, she has this brittle bone disease, she's so delicate and fragile that if you bump her or shove her, she will fall and break her leg or her rib, or an arm. She breaks her leg, like 4 times in this book! She's so nasty and desperate and dirty and shameful and AMAZING! Vera ran away to the big city and became a nurse. Vera plotted and planned her revenge on the Adare's from day one. Vera is a force of nature! Vera saved this book. Vera, I love you.(less)
Such a fascinating and fantastic novel. It deftly and beautifully melds three of my favorite genres: the hippie novel, the time-travel novel and the s...moreSuch a fascinating and fantastic novel. It deftly and beautifully melds three of my favorite genres: the hippie novel, the time-travel novel and the sci-fi novel. (less)