For once here is a comprehensible story. The narrator and his sister are alone at home during a rainy day and they are bored, when suddenly the cat in the hat barges into their house and tells them to join him and have fun. Well, actually not totally alone, because there is a fish in the house and the fish tells the children to kick the cat out and not let him in when their mother is away. But the cat ignores the fish and starts to juggle it along with all sorts of other household items. The poor fish demands to be put down but the cat ignores it, and of course he breaks all those things. But he is not repentant, oh no. He invites into the house two things called Thing One and Thing Two, who start to run around the house and breaking even more things. Then the fish warns the children their mother is on the way home and they have to do something. The boy narrator catches the Things with a net and the cat, duly admonished by the fish, leaves with them. Except that he comes back! This time with a strange car that picks up and re-arrange all the mess. When the children's mother comes home and asks them what were they up to while she was away, they do not know what to say.
The Cat in the Hat was the first book by Dr. Seuss I ever heard of, more than ten years ago when the movie came out. I thought the cat looked darn creepy, but at that time (when I was 13 to be exact) I still thought Alice and all things topsy turvy as whimsical, rather than crazy drug-induced hallucinations. If I were to read this when I was very young and impressionable, I think I would feel disturbed without knowing why, the way I felt watching Disney's Alice in Wonderland. The children in this story are rather detached, or maybe they are too shocked by the appearance of a talking cat the size of an adult, to have time to gather their thoughts. If it isn't for the fish and its sensibility, imagine how things may be.
I don't think Dr. Seuss had any particular moral he wanted to teach to kids reading this book. But if we imagine there is any, I guess "Don't talk to strangers" is not one of them. Maybe "No matter how much mess you make, you need to put things back into place after you play" is a more suitable moral?...more
I can't handle poetry. For me poetry is to be read aloud, or for you to hear someone read it aloud. That is why Shakespeare is to be preformed and notI can't handle poetry. For me poetry is to be read aloud, or for you to hear someone read it aloud. That is why Shakespeare is to be preformed and not for private enjoyment in the seclusion of your room. And so oh my God, what did I just read? Dr. Seuss you just gave me a splitting headache.
Maybe because I am not a native speaker. Where reviews laud Dr. Seuss's works as enjoyable read for children and good for promoting reading, I cannot understand a thing about this book. I see patches of scenes plastered together, beginning with stories about some weird fishes and including series of weirdly-named animals with weird natures. According to the synopsis, it is about a boy and a girl and their strange pets but darn it, as much as I could not get the motive for writing about Green Eggs and Ham at least that one had a coherent 'plot'-line.
I believe in the genius of Dr. Seuss. But I will never be able to appreciate his brilliance in the original form....more
I have difficulty convincing myself that this is indeed set in the Victorian era. When I read this book, for the most part it felt like like 1950s. ThI have difficulty convincing myself that this is indeed set in the Victorian era. When I read this book, for the most part it felt like like 1950s. The East End life described conjured in my mind the London dock in Call the Midwife instead of the time Jack the Ripper ran rampant. Why, why, why? I wonder. This book is rich with description that does not necessarily contradict with the historical facts of the time, and that vibrant description is what makes reading it oh so fun. But I cannot help feeling like something is hollowly missing, like drinking a cup of richly milky tea which somehow lacks the milkiness I expect.
For one thing, Fiona Finnegan is too modern to be Victorian. I am not referring to her fierce ambition to have her own shop, I call that extraordinary rather than out-of-place and that quality being the main pull of the character and story, it is what moves the story along. But Fiona's conduct towards men when in public is the kind that will make matronly women at that time gasp and gape. She flings herself into the arm of a man she barely knows and swings about with men she has no official relationship with, that is weird I think. And I cannot imagine her going about without wearing corset, even when she has begun to move in the circle of the middle and upper class. It is stifling she said, and to be honest I find it annoying when current writers try to implement our modern set of values into their historical writing. Fiona will only be called a loose woman if she goes gadding about without being corseted, instead of being admired in the exaggerated way she is described in the book.
This book sure stretches one's suspension of disbelief a tad too far. Fiona is almost too perfect, Joe and William spend pages mooning over her and how different she is from other women. If those who work under her do not describe her as a harridan, she probably borders to becoming annoying. Some of the other characters are too open-minded to be easily believable, the way Fiona's 'family' accepts Nicholas easily despite learning about his homosexuality (a crime and sin if you were from respectable background at the time). Fiona's open-mindedness is one thing, but if everyone is like her... They should at least show some apprehension in the beginning at least to make it believable.
And of course the melodrama. Misfortunes plying one on top of the other, Dickens-like coincidences and chance encounters, and two lovers who keep missing each other like two ships passing in the night - which reminds one of a soap opera or Indonesian sinetron. Tea Rose is nothing if not overdramatic.
But Tea Rose is not without charm. It is a story about a working class girl's rise until she becomes the biggest tea merchant in America. It is a love story but it is not only just a love story. It is quickly-paced and thick with details, a bit far-fetching at times but not totally unforgivable for it. It has plot twists, but it is not the kind of book that is written just for the sake of the twists (like Gone Girl). And the ending is the kind I like for a romance.
It may not be for everyone. If you are allergic towards melodrama, then 600+ pages of it may be too much and can send you to the Emergency Room. But if you are a feminist or if you like strong girl characters who kick ass, though not in the literal sense, you may want to give it a try. I know if some years in the future I may even re-read it. Because Tea Rose despite having the moments when all things are so bad it seems nothing can be right, there are times that good things happen to the main character and you are just so happy for her, you feel all these warm feelings rushing into your four chambers of the heart.
Ehh, nothing much really. Just a very short story with a more straightforward plot than the regular Lockwoods. Lockwood usually has a twist that suppoEhh, nothing much really. Just a very short story with a more straightforward plot than the regular Lockwoods. Lockwood usually has a twist that supposedly should make (younger) readers go Ohh he is the bad guy?! Well, minus that.
Re-introduction of characters, re-introduction of concepts like the Source and Talents. Meh, you don't miss anything if you don't read this....more
Reading this was like reading The Light Between Oceans. They are the kind of books that make me go Nononononono, the kind of books I hate to love. EitReading this was like reading The Light Between Oceans. They are the kind of books that make me go Nononononono, the kind of books I hate to love. Either they are too painful to read or too hard to swallow. Yes, Gone Girl certainly feels like swallowing gravels to me.
All I want to say have been said by people before me. The first part, I could savour. But came the second part, I got literary indigestion. Gone Girl is the kind of work with so many twists, it is like losing the sense of direction inside a maze. At certain points I lost the sense of who was what, what was good and what was bad. (And suddenly I think of the manga Pandora Hearts パンドラハーツ 1, oh those plots that are supposed to shock you. After an overdose of such shocks, don't you just go oh whatever.)
Ah, darn you Nick. And darn you Amy. Darn you both hellspawns....more
I cannot write this review without feeling anger broiling in the pit of my belly, ready to spill out.
It carries this beautiful message for you to liveI cannot write this review without feeling anger broiling in the pit of my belly, ready to spill out.
It carries this beautiful message for you to live your life to the fullest like there is no tomorrow, because you do not know what tomorrow will bring you. Today you are a successful young man living a dynamic and active life, but suddenly an accident happens, and tomorrow that healthy happy man is no more, to be replaced by a quadriplegic who has to do almost everything with someone's else aid. Stop being contended with living your small life Lou Clark, said Will Traynor, and start dreaming bigger and leave this box of a city you call home!
Except that Will Traynor, the previously successful entrepreneur based in London, now a disabled, in all intend wants to end his own life and has recruited his family to help him do it. This is the only thing in my life I have control over. What a defeatist. What a hypocrite.
On the surface this is a love story of the unlikely encounter between two people from different backgrounds, with their witty remarks and sarcastic verbal sparring. On the surface it is charming, and Will Traynor is a charmer. But for the rest he angers me. Because basically he is telling us, when you are somehow stuck with losing the ability to move your limbs, life is not worth living anymore and should be ended asap.
The truth is Will Traynor is a stuck-up guy born with a silver spoon in his mouth, raised with all the privileges rich people take for granted, and is used to getting his own way. Will Traynor thinks he is always right and has the right to tell other people they are wrong. He tells Lou Clark she is wasting her life because she is content with what she has, where she is, saying that if he were in her place he would do things to improve his skills and qualifications. And Lou actually thinks that because Will Traynor is a quadriplegic then she does not even deserve to tell him about her family's monetary problem, because what is a working class family's problem compared to Will Traynor's. Will Traynor is the most unfortunate man in the world and no one's suffering can compare to his.
Dude is pathetic. And he is pathetic not because he is quadriplegic, but because of his attitude. There are countless worse off people out there, and everyone has his or her own problems, but how we deal with it does not have to do with what we have to suffer. You are not your illness, you are you.
Will Traynor is privileged. Yeah, dude is afraid he may worsen and lose all facilities. But he is not the only one afraid of the future. Dude still has his mental facility and can actually speak, communicate. He must have not heard of Stephen Hawking, being too busy wrapping himself in self-pity. He is even able to choose where he wants to die and how. Even in killing yourself the rich has their own standard that we commoners probably never even heard of before. You tell me if Will Traynor is not privileged!
Readers, if you are depressed or feeling blue, stay away from this one. You do not want to meet Will Traynor, trust me.
3 stars for Jojo Moyes's writing, 1 star for Will Traynor. Dammit, I hate you dude....more
This is a review for the whole manhwa, or up to whichever point I abandoned it.
It began well enough: a girl named Soah was sacrificed to become the brThis is a review for the whole manhwa, or up to whichever point I abandoned it.
It began well enough: a girl named Soah was sacrificed to become the bride of the Water God in order that rain would fall again on the village, and the Water God turned out to be a little sulky boy. It is a romantic comedy with the usual formula of the hero and heroine quarreling with each other, then slowly growing closer, and finally falling deeply in love. But as more characters are introduced and the story progressed, everything starts to crumble.
The Water God turns into a full-grown man at night and maybe because readers may see something pedophilia-ish about a kid-groom with an adult bride (think Black Butler, Vol. 1), the adult Water God has more appearance than the child-form. Then what is the point of having that cute kid if in the end you do away with him - the story will proceed just as well. It is pointless accouterments.
And if you are looking for a strong heroine, you will not find it in Soah. She got some spunk in the beginning, but then she slowly becomes diluted into this passive tear-shedding damsel-in-distress. Still, she is not the main problem.
There are many characters and they have their own stories, their own pasts. Which is not a problem, if only the author knows how to tell them! Other manga or comic or novel will mix around everyone's narration so you get a bit of a taste about each. But this manhwa will bang! Give you the past about characters A and B which goes on for a few looooong chapters, or maybe even more than a volume, until you either forget the main characters are supposed to be Soah and the Water God, or you just lose your patience and scream dammit like you care about these side characters!!!
At most I will recommend the first volume. The drawing lacks identity, I cannot tell Mi-Kyung Yun's style from other shoujo manhwa manga out there. The anatomy is screwed up with the characters' limbs being too long, and the focus is given more to the costume and ornaments (which are beautiful but do not make up for everything). And worst of all the characters look so alike.