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3.28 AVERAGE
3.28 AVERAGE
adventurous
dark
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Complicated
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
I think I hate Kerouac im so sorry
third time reading. kerouac is a gross needy loser and he sucks but this book launched me on my own crazy american road trip and probably played a role in my New Mexican side quest so. in america. when the sun goes down and i sit on the old broken down river pier watching the long long skies over new jersey and sense all that raw land that rolls in one unbelievable bulge over to the west coast and all that road going and all the people dreaming in the immensity of it and
I'm not sure how to rate this book. After all, it's a classic one is supposed to like. I liked it for the best part, it was nice and entertaining, but along the road it became repetitive and I couldn't sympathize with Dean at all, so I lost my interest and had to drag myself through the rest of the book. Thus, I am unsure what to think of On the Road.
This novel has prose so bland and pretentious that I have no understanding of how this is considered to be an essential read beyond its historical contextualization within the Beat Generation. I do not need to read about racism and misogyny, things that are pushed to be of the time, and have it be displayed through the veneer of cool, jazzy masculinity.
Boring, vapid, navel-gazing pretension served on a platter of hopeful privilege.
I will concede that the final paragraph breaks this, and is actually quite wonderful to read and presents a certain amount of self-awareness and a desire to warn others away from Moriarty's hedonistic lifestyle and search for something they cannot quite grasp.
Boring, vapid, navel-gazing pretension served on a platter of hopeful privilege.
I will concede that the final paragraph breaks this, and is actually quite wonderful to read and presents a certain amount of self-awareness and a desire to warn others away from Moriarty's hedonistic lifestyle and search for something they cannot quite grasp.
I admit that part of it might have been the audiobook format, but I found it rambling and uninteresting. Plus, even giving it some leeway for being from the 50s it was insufferably sexist and racist.
adventurous
emotional
funny
inspiring
reflective
sad
fast-paced
I found it really slow and boring
adventurous
funny
reflective
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
No
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
N/A
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
A diferencia de muchos comentarios que leí en las reseñas, cuando acometí (? On the road yo no me esperaba encontrar un libro profundo sobre las vivencias de un trotamundos. La generación beat era otra cosa. Reviente y literatura, y un cierto desprecio no solo por lo mundano, sino por la gente que vivía en esa realidad cotidiana. Ese desprecio está presente en la novela, pero muchísimas veces dirigido a personas que los personajes idealizan como si fuesen unos pelotudos o tuviesen poderes mágicos por pertenecer a México, o a los pueblos originarios, o haber nacido con concha.
Por lo demás, tiene partes bellísimas y algunas muy graciosas. Se parece bastante a escuchar a uno de esos amigos que tiene uno que se fueron a Perú, se pasaron una semana tomando ayahuasca y no pueden hablar de otra cosa. No es distinto a muchos relatos de Huxley, o Bill Hicks, o incluso Herman Hesse en ese sentido, pero tiene la picardía misógina de Bukowski y Enrique Symmns, que juega a la indignidad pero se pone por encima de todos cual héroe trágico.
Es una buena novela y desconfío fuerte de toda persona a quien este libro la haya inspirado como piedra fundacional en su vida.
Por lo demás, tiene partes bellísimas y algunas muy graciosas. Se parece bastante a escuchar a uno de esos amigos que tiene uno que se fueron a Perú, se pasaron una semana tomando ayahuasca y no pueden hablar de otra cosa. No es distinto a muchos relatos de Huxley, o Bill Hicks, o incluso Herman Hesse en ese sentido, pero tiene la picardía misógina de Bukowski y Enrique Symmns, que juega a la indignidad pero se pone por encima de todos cual héroe trágico.
Es una buena novela y desconfío fuerte de toda persona a quien este libro la haya inspirado como piedra fundacional en su vida.