All hail seitan! Oh, wait, that line is for my review of a vegetarian cookbook.
I, Lucifer is a little bit of a treatise on how we'd do exactly the samAll hail seitan! Oh, wait, that line is for my review of a vegetarian cookbook.
I, Lucifer is a little bit of a treatise on how we'd do exactly the same things Satan has done if we were in his position. And it was pretty damn convincing: "The idea of spending eternity with nothing to do except praise God is utterly unappealing. You'd be catatonic after and hour. Heaven's a swiz because to get in you have to leave yourself outside. You can't blame me because - now do please be honest with yourself for once - you'd have left too."
And it's interesting to think just how much Lucifer embodies honesty, in a strange way. He's honest about his feelings, his boredom, his ambition, and he doesn't sugar coat anything. In this book, Lucifer's original sin was just daring to think of himself as himself. Coming from a very individualistic society, I can't imagine doing things any other way, so I was on his side for most of the book. Not to say that it didn't have some problems...
The problems I had with the book were that the author was going at this so full-throttle with his thoughts that occasionally it rang false (example, his Elton John vendetta got really old)- but you have to expect that when you put yourself out there like this. He was writing from the point of view of Satan, for Chrissakes.
But you have to admire the author's style. Wow.
The absolute best parts were the retelling of the Garden of Eden/Crucifixion/War in Heaven from his point of view. The retellings were brilliant! I'm a stone-cold naturalist, so this supernatural mumbo-jumbo doesn't sound logical to me, but it all makes a helluva lot more sense than the original versions where we're supposed to side with God! Alternatively, the non-supernatural portions of the book where Luce interacts with humans as Declan Gunn are boring, and they get worse as the book progresses. Okay, to end with another precious quote. This was a description of Eve before she met up with Adam, living in her own part of the garden:
"[Eve:] had something Adam didn't. Curiosity. First step to growth - and if it wasn't for Eve's Adam would still be sitting by the side of the pool picking his nose and scratching his scalp, bamboozled by his own reflection. Off in her part of Eden, Eve hadn't bothered naming the animals. On the other hand she'd discovered how to milk some of them and how best to eat the eggs of others. She'd decided she wasn't overly keen on torrential rain and had built a shelter from bamboo and banana leaves, into which she'd retire when the heavens opened, having set out coconut shells to catch the rainwater with a view to saving herself the schlep down to the spring every time she wanted a drink. The only thing you won't be surprised to hear about is that she'd already domesticated a cat and called it Misty."...more
This book was very beautiful and quick to read. It's a demonstration of how something doesn't have to be complex to be a literary accomplishment.
I lovThis book was very beautiful and quick to read. It's a demonstration of how something doesn't have to be complex to be a literary accomplishment.
I loved the narration style. The alternating back and forth meant that I never got bored, and most of the time, the stories of both narrators were interesting - the girl's narration a little more so.
The thing I had the hardest time clicking with was the man's narration. He came from a traditional Japanese family with the usual mores and customs regarding sex and duty. Predictably, these were really foreign to me. I don't expect a book set in 1930's China to feature modern, Western-thinking men, but you also can't blame me for failing to connect with main characters that have this mindset....more
I was hoping I'd love this book because my boyfriend shelled out $7.50 for it at the used bookstore for me, and because I usually LOVE, LOVE, LOVE RusI was hoping I'd love this book because my boyfriend shelled out $7.50 for it at the used bookstore for me, and because I usually LOVE, LOVE, LOVE Rushdie's stuff.
This was pretty awful though. It's one of the 1001 Books You're Supposed to read before you get a headache or something only because Rushdie's the author, I suspect.
There is no way I will finish that list of books, because there is no way I will ever finish this book. I'll have to trade it for The Moor's Last Sigh on paperbackswap.com....more
This book was really, really simple, but nicely executed. That's way better than unnecessarily complicated and sloppy.
It reminded me a lot of a reallyThis book was really, really simple, but nicely executed. That's way better than unnecessarily complicated and sloppy.
It reminded me a lot of a really underrated murder mystery book I read called Three Bags Full. Three Bags Full is about a flock of sheep trying to determine who killed their shepherd, and it's replete with precious observations from animals who are just removed enough from the way typical humans think to make profound observations about their behavior.
That's how I felt when I started reading TCIOTDITN, but I was disappointed because I was hoping for a similar, but better story, and I got something different. Part of the problem was that the pacing was flawed. [Semi-SPOILER:] You find out who the killer is about halfway through and spend the rest of the time talking about stuff totally unrelated to dogs and night-time and investigating mysteries. I don't need to read only mysteries, but the book started out as one thing and morphed to something else.
The end was definitely sweet and uplifting, and I probably teared up a little at the last few lines. I'm not totally sold on it being on the 1001 Books list, but whatevs! ...more