I'm still lukewarm on this series. There was a lot of repetition while Maura figured out what was going on: Person 1 - There's smuggling in Cork.*2.5*
I'm still lukewarm on this series. There was a lot of repetition while Maura figured out what was going on: Person 1 - There's smuggling in Cork. Person 2 - Smuggling has been known to happen off the shores of Cork. Person 3 - I've been involved in some smuggling here in Cork. Person 4 - The gardá are investigating possible smuggling. Nearby. Off the shores. Of CORK. Maura - Billy! Does smuggling ever happen here? In Cork? It does?! WHAT. Mick, Persons 1-5 told me about...smuggling. Have you ever heard about that? You have?! I don't know if I believe this. Let me ask four more people.
For heaven's sake.
Once the whole story comes out, things pick up, but I doubt many people would have the patience necessary to sift through all the filler.
Also, for a woman who's lived in Ireland for as many months as she has, it's ridiculous that she has no idea how to work her stove, has no clue where her firewood and peat are kept, doesn't know what's in the upstairs rooms of her building...come on, now. Does she need a gilded invitation to explore her own home and business?
Come to think on it, perhaps I'm not so lukewarm about the whole thing overall. It's time Maura and I bid farewell.
Before she finds a po under the bed and asks 45 people to identify it for her....more
A beautifully illustrated book about an imaginary friend who does the unimaginable! A story of making new friends who then make the world a less scaryA beautifully illustrated book about an imaginary friend who does the unimaginable! A story of making new friends who then make the world a less scary place. I particularly loved the images of Beekle on the NYC subway. We do indeed need naptime, Beekle!...more
I wavered over the rating. As I said in one update, I'm not terribly sure I actually like this book. Yet at the same time, I can't deny that I was altI wavered over the rating. As I said in one update, I'm not terribly sure I actually like this book. Yet at the same time, I can't deny that I was alternately intrigued and confused, pulled in by Philip K. Dick's description of society and the ways in which people cope. How much they struggle with the chasm between personal and idealistic authenticity.
I think the whole piece would mean even more to me were I better versed in history. I understand the broad strokes, sure, but PKD is crafting a reality based on the idea that a few changes in our history would birth an entirely different world.
Or maybe a deeper understanding of those Moments wouldn't make a lick of difference. Maybe the whole point is just to comprehend on some level how deeply screwed we'd all be given a few tweaks to the timeline. How fragile everything is.
The characters in this book are leading very fragile lives indeed - even those who hold positions of power. In almost every person there's a feeling of inadequacy, of trepidation, mixed with a desire for some higher power or outside influence to offer enlightenment. There's a helplessness, even in the minds of the supposed victors. A futility born of corruption. I guess I was surprised to find a lack of true evil in the specific mindspaces to which we're granted entry. I wanted one character to stand out as someone I could rail against, an embodiment of villainous fervor.
That lends itself to a common complaint I've seen in reviews: that the characters do not inspire a depth of emotional reaction. I...don't entirely agree. Rather than great highs or lows, they each contribute to one continuous thrumming undercurrent. Of anxiety. Mr. Childan, who wants to fit in with Japanese society yet he cannot oh but he must for his whole sense of self depends on it. Mr. Tagomi, who must be the soul of tact and calm but is burning and bubbling with questions and fears both philosophical and practical. Frank Frink, who hankers after his ex-wife and is plagued with what-ifs while he tries to plod along unnoticed by the universe. Mr. Baynes, who recognizes he exists in a mad world, and Juliana - a woman perpetually searching for...something. It all forms a miasma of anxiety that lingers after the close.