A beautifully lyrical novel about Young Ju Park, a Korean girl who emigrated with her family to America and how they cope with the clash of cultures....moreA beautifully lyrical novel about Young Ju Park, a Korean girl who emigrated with her family to America and how they cope with the clash of cultures. I like how the story is told through Young Ju's voice, the broken English she uses at the beginning of the story, which gets more fluent as she grows older.(less)
3.5 stars - I rarely read "literary" novels, especially in the past, and this book was one of the first that I got my hands on. It was the Indonesian...more3.5 stars - I rarely read "literary" novels, especially in the past, and this book was one of the first that I got my hands on. It was the Indonesian version, and it received rave reviews from my friends at work, so I decided to take a peek. It was filled with long, convoluted sentences that I thought, no wonder people don't like to read literature!
But then I got curious with the English version, so I looked it up on Amazon to read the first few pages, and what a difference it makes! The English prose was so nimble and expressive! So I bought the book and it sat on my shelf for some time until last month when I decided to take it down and give myself a treat.
The story is pretty interesting, with unique characters. Some of the poignant scenes really got to me. And then there was the playful quality to how the author uses words that sometimes brought a smile to my face. I quite enjoyed it, though it did not really blow my mind.
Usually I am partial to stories with male-female twins characters (because I have a twin-brother myself), but this time I could not relate to them, perhaps because of their atypical bond. The story itself is about the death of Sophie Mol and how it destroys the family (seen mainly through the eyes of the twins) and I was so ever curious to find out the exact manner of her death (a bit morbid, I know), but I was disappointed when I finally reached that part. It just didn't live up to all the build-up.
But, although I thought the book was not that extraordinary, when I turned the last page, I have this strange urge to reread it. Maybe someday.(less)