Here are my last 5 reads friends... for 5x5.
4 charity shop (thrift store) finds and one lent from a friend.
In order of reading...
In order of reading...
A super easy Summer read type book. Very predictable chick-lit with a heart. I like to squeeze in pure entertainment 'twixt my Hemingways and Prousts, but this one was too saccharine for me. Knitters would likely really enjoy all the knitting goings on, which are central.
I think that the mark of a very good memoir is one that appeals to a wider circle than just the fans. I'm a big Fry fan but wouldn't recommend this one to anyone but a fan of Fry or traditional English comedy (Python, Blackadder), or someone interested in 80's showbiz and English universities. It was interesting but not show-stopping. Considering who he's rubbed shoulders with the anecdotes were mostly mediocre. Extremely honest, which I admired, yet sycophantic, which disappointed. I'm left ambivalent about Fry himself... hmmm
Krauss has woven a delicate web of loss, regret, loneliness, and love. Nothing new, but it's what Krauss sees and how she shares it. Cuts to the heart. I didn't fully connect with the characters and yet I was deeply moved by them - enthralling. While there is a plot of sorts, if you read it for a linear or even coherent story, you've missed the point. Her writing is of extraordinary subtle beauty. The book-within-the-book is stunning. Put it this way, I'm not much of a re-reader, yet I'll be re-reading this. There were just too many beautiful phrases and passages, I know I missed nuances. Recommended to lovers of beautiful prose.
An amazing story of medieval mayhem, murder, and erm, masonry. chuckle A seriously good plot, fabulous pace and suspense. Believable, likeable, and appropriately unlikeable characters really made the book for me. Some reviewers complain about the over-long descriptions of buildings, especially the central church. However, I found this a refreshing change to natural landscape descriptions in much fiction that I read. Follet managed to create a brilliant anchor to the whole novel. Caveats: I'm in no way squeamish - I watch Tarantino films - yet even I had enough of the brutality. It was Follet's insistence on graphic detail of cruelty (to women and even animals) that I could have done without. It was overdone - we get it, so-and-so is the villain. The s*x (anti-spam) scenes felt overdone as well. It's a really easy read. Over 1000 pages flew by. Recommended to fans of historical fiction.
I then re-read On the Road, after 20 years, but I'm giving it a full post of it's own... soon, I promise.
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