During Trombleganza, we informally decided to review books we read for the benefit of all, and to classify them under an appropriate label so they will be easy to find. I hereby inaugurate this category with a review of a book I (and Anwyl!) finished during Trombleganza, one that Tanya gave me for my birthday.
(Except now Evan tells me that he has beaten me to the punch. That's okay. I finished my Chipotle burrito faster.)
The Last Samurai is a novel consisting of two perspectives. The first is that of a mother describing the education of her young but particularly precocious son, while the second is the son's description of the search for a father.
The most surprising thing about the book is its inclusion of text in Greek and Japanese. This is one of the things that endeared it to me. Another endearing quality is the embedding of several outrageous adventure stories.
I am hoping that with practice my book reviews will become more sophisticated. In this instance, I think it will suffice to say that if I can find any more books like this one, I will probably like them, too.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
The Last Samurai by Helen DeWitt
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2 comments:
Gee Roy, I don't know what you're talking about. This is one of the most sophisticated book reviews I've ever read. I think it is the epitome of sophistication, or sophomoric sophistry.
GT
Roy is just upset because he was offered a "little box" by the waiter at Rock Bottom when he was destroyed in the personal pizza eating contest. The consumption of burritos for time was never a sanctioned competition. And, Roy was massacred in PK!
ET
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