Friday, September 29, 2017

Later Short Stories, 1888-1903   Anton Chekhov
Re-read these stories because I read a statement in a review that Lady With a Dog is the greatest love story ever written. It, like all the others, is really good, but hard for me to agree it is the greatest. Really enjoyed re-reading The Bet again, one of my all-time favorites. Liked Shelby Foote’s introduction as well. Reminded me what real literature is about, even in translation. Really good stories.
Tampa   Alissa Nutting
In this novel, the main character “unrepentantly recounts her elaborate and sociopathically determined seduction of a 14-year-old student.” She particularly wants the most emotionally vulnerable boy she can find, so he can be easily used and manipulated. All this while she’s married. I could only survive a few chapters. The prose is good, and some of the characters are well and humorously described. But, I found the whole thing deeply disturbing, and I kept thinking what critics, especially feminist critics, would say about a man targeting for an affair the most vulnerable 14-year-old girl he could find in his class. Would it even get published? Why is this ok?

Monday, September 25, 2017

The Girl Who Takes an Eye for an Eye   David Lagercrantz
Deeply disappointing next volume in the Lisbeth Salander books. Lagercrantz has completely missed her character and sidelined her in the narrative. The plot is stiff and predictable, filled with unbelievable characters and sidebars. It all gets adolescent treatment, and the resolution is completely unconvincing. He has undermined and trivialized one of the great literary characters of the 21st century. A complete shame. A waste of money, as well. A really bad book.

Monday, September 4, 2017

Home   Toni Morrison
Latest, brief novel by the Nobel Prize winner, the third book of hers I’ve read. Employs a narrative technique where the protagonist writes a critique in the first person of the narrator’s third person account, though not sure what that adds for anyone other than the author herself. Got almost propagandistic toward the end, and I found Frank’s recovery unjustified. I though A Mercy was excellent, and Playing in the Dark: Whiteness and the Literary Imagination was deeply mistaken. Unfortunately, this book is closer to the second, but glad I read it.