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    <name><![CDATA[Kristen]]></name>
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  <read_at>Wed Jul 01 00:00:00 -0700 2009</read_at>
  <date_added>Mon May 18 13:41:05 -0700 2009</date_added>
  <date_updated>Tue Jul 28 17:38:05 -0700 2009</date_updated>
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    <body><![CDATA[This book was lyrical and polished.  Banville is clearly very talented.  This book reminds me of some other recent reads (Out Stealing Horses and Netherland) in that I appreciated the writing without loving the book. <br/><br/>In this case, the plot was slow-moving and a bit confusing.  Banville seemed to focus on all the wrong details (lots of descriptions of clothing and things) and skip over what I really wanted to know.  Further, the switching between the childhood and adult life of the narrator made my head spin.<br/><br/>But, never one to shun good writing, I give the book three stars because the sentence structure alone earns the book praise!]]></body>
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