my first terry brooks novel, and purely by chance. since then, i was hooked. don't care if people say that brooks was a hack compared to tolkien. i limy first terry brooks novel, and purely by chance. since then, i was hooked. don't care if people say that brooks was a hack compared to tolkien. i like both authors--they have their own writing styles, and both are very good in their art.
what is great about brooks and his shannara series is that every chapter is riveting. there were times when i really couldn't put the book down--i just wanted to gobble up every scene, every confrontation, every revelation. besides having fantastical characters, there's also humor, romance, and even serious emotional turmoil. plus, the way brooks describes his characters and the world around them is so textured and rich: one can feel the beat of the sun on the characters' faces, the merciless twists and turns of the forests that they traverse, the pounding adrenalin as they are pursued, even the despair and exhilaration that overcomes them at salient points of their journeys. surely only something a master storyteller could execute.
i'll always be grateful that i discovered the shannara series thru the Scions--(well, after this novel, it was just romance between me and its other installments... ^_^ )...more
reading well into the novel (but before the doomed shipwreck), i forgot about the fact that the protagonist was supposed to be stranded out in the opereading well into the novel (but before the doomed shipwreck), i forgot about the fact that the protagonist was supposed to be stranded out in the open sea with a tiger...
and then came the part in which Pi was calling and urging for 'richard parker' to swim harder and to join him on the lifeboat amidst the churning waters, and his (pi's) reaction upon realizing what he had just done. god! i never felt that good about a novel for a long time. i laughed right out loud, the person next to me thought i was losing it. suffice to say, i seriously enjoyed yann martel's novel.
there were times i felt like breaking down once i understood parts of the 'real' things that happened to pi, and times i was amused by the interplay between him and the disdainful tiger. when i think about it though, the early parts of their adventure were more engaging to read compared to the near end. but all-in-all, this novel is one i definitely labeled as "for keeps". sure to inspire, provoke, and touch......more
is it silly for an adult to thoroughly enjoy this book??
'cause i did.
and i've a feeling that a decade from now, i'd still find this surprisingly wonis it silly for an adult to thoroughly enjoy this book??
'cause i did.
and i've a feeling that a decade from now, i'd still find this surprisingly wonderful.
though the author did not belabor the fantastical world Haroun found himself embroiled in with thick imagery and endless descriptions that in some books become tiresome, there nevertheless was a peculiarly believable aspect in the realm of the Sea of Stories. what i also immensely loved about rushdie's narration was that, in the case of our young hero, there were no long-winded ruminations of the self, no drawn-out complications on what is exactly good and evil, and perhaps best of all, no lingering soppy accounts of events after their happy ending. everything was told, in relation to the story, in a fast-paced and very matter-of-factly way. we have to remember that Haroun was a just a very young man, and though he sometimes falls into bouts of doubt and even cynicism, he essentially acted in a manner befitting his age--sometimes impulsively and even with the tenacity of a child bent on seeing things put to rights in a world gone awry, yet also with remarkable restraint and poise in the midst of a foreign land, without putting on airs of heroism.
all the other characters in the story were also amusing to read about, even the bad guys. even if there was a hint of menace, you'd still feel that it's a lighthearted story--only when you're halfway reading it do you realize there's more to it than meets the eye, as Rashid would say about his son.
the story captures the reality of the unfortunate tendency of adults to lose their wonderful innocence. fairytales forgotten. sometimes even corrupted and sewn in with new meanings that blur their purity as we grow older and more preoccupied with our detached way of living. we've become increasingly cynical, to the point that we can be contemptuous of what we have so blisfully embraced as children. sad really, but there it is. which is another great thing about this book--it doesn't scold nor spout morals. it just lays there for you to enjoy yet somehow makes you think. even for just a moment. ...more