Briefly: I want to give this 2.5 stars; some of the stories were surprizingly entertaining & good reads, but I kept wondering, over and over "howBriefly: I want to give this 2.5 stars; some of the stories were surprizingly entertaining & good reads, but I kept wondering, over and over "how many more pages of this one?" ... I only ended up giving up on & skipping one story; the rest I was able to slog through. A couple of standout stories (Maberry's leaps to mind) really just give this collection the feeling of all those albums only purchased because of one or two great songs; for the first time I'm sincerely looking forward to the iTunes equivalent for fiction....more
I have little to add re: this book that has not been said already in the plentiful reviews already here, but want to point ou(I only read to page 64.)
I have little to add re: this book that has not been said already in the plentiful reviews already here, but want to point out that I don't dislike this book because of my love for Austen's writing, but because of my dislike for Austen's writing. I doubt I would have gotten as far into the original Pride and Prejudice as I did into this (no, I have never attempted it) and yet even the incongruous addition of the "unmentionables" couldn't carry me very far. Sorry, to both Austen & to zombie lovers....more
Forget What You Can't Remember is a book that has zombies in it, but it is not a zombie book. It is not a horror book. It is not a science fiction orForget What You Can't Remember is a book that has zombies in it, but it is not a zombie book. It is not a horror book. It is not a science fiction or a fantasy book, either, despite the existence of a flying city, robots, and elves in the world where it takes place. It is not an action book -- in fact, it may be the antithesis of an action book, when you step back and look at the whole experience. What is Forget What You Can't Remember, if it is not these things?
It is a novel about people. Some of the people in the novel encounter zombies and, in fact, survive a full-scale zombie outbreak in a major US city. Some of the people in the novel, after becoming rescued rescuers, find there are gaps in their memories; whole swaths of their lives and their histories that are entirely lost. Suddenly given limitless possibilities for the future and robbed of their pasts, each charater reacts -and interacts- in different ways. Some follow their dreams, some try to continue living in the past they've had to leave behind, and at least one loses his grip on sanity.
The bulk of the story is told, not through description of actions, settings, and characters, but through the dialogue those characters have about the settings they find themselves in and the actions and events they're experiencing and planning. This is simultaenously so intimate that a reader can lose track of the boundaries between characters and so distancing that it can give the impression that you are only experiencing the story second-hand. That feeling of being both present and distant at once mirrors the way more than one of the main characters' minds reacts in the wake of tragic, traumatic events. In the scene in chapter 17 which inspired the cover image, two characters discuss this experience which could probably be diagnosed as depersonalization disorder:
“Huh.” Paul couldn’t identify personally or exactly with Brady’s experiences, but somehow understood him, in a way. “Are you experiencing this disassociation from reality right now?”
“No, I,” Brady paused to consider whether what he was saying was true. He stopped walking, and stood in the street for a moment looking down at his body and back up to the world around him. He held his right hand up in front of his face, staring intently at it. “I’m trying to decide if it feels like I’m staring at my own hand or if I’m watching me stare at my own hand.” Paul was now also staring intently at Brady’s hand, trying to more consciously notice his own awareness of perception. “Though just being present enough to be able to think about the difference is probably both a sign that I’m not experiencing it, and what truly surreal experiences even its memory allows me now to have.”
“Truly.” Paul was now staring at his own hand and contemplating the separation between perception and awareness as though for the first time. “Consciousness itself is clearly not mere eyes and ears and instincts, but the thought of being able to be conscious of one’s own consciousness is a sort of Klein bottle with no boundary, zero volume, and which despite seeming to be immersed in the visible world always keeps some critical part in a higher plane of being, beyond our grasp.”
Brady now took his turn to stare at Paul, though more like an examination of another’s sanity than one’s own perceptions. Brady stood there, staring at Paul staring at his own hand, apparently deep in thought, then spoke. “I have no idea what you just said.”
Then, when the narrative takes a dramatic turn toward long description and to action, the character experiencing and initiating the action is turned increasingly away from it by his own apparent memory loss and the philosophical line of thought it takes him down. A strange and difficult twist near the end of the book then seems to erase all evidence of his action -of everything described in detail rather than in dialogue- from the book, leaving nothing behind but the second-hand and the distant. The reader, if they realize this post-modern slight of hand at all, is left in the same situation as the characters; what you thought happened hasn't, and what has happened is at least out of arm's reach.
In trying to create this meta-experience paralleling that of the characters, the book loses the ability to easily serve the expectations of mainstream readers. It loses the ability to meet the expectations of readers looking for a traditional zombie book. It loses the ability to serve those looking for it to fit neatly into a genre slot, any genre at all. Instead, it serves the mind. It encourages thought. It attempts not just to describe a thing, but to deliver it into the reader's consciousness. Forget What You Can't Remember is not a book for everyone, and it may not be what you expect, but it may be the only book you read this year that is what it says....more