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4.03 AVERAGE
4.03 AVERAGE
Disregard anything you've ever thought about Miranda July and read this book.
I was pleasantly surprised by July's book. I've seen both of her movies and found them to be unique, but ultimately underwhelming and unsatisfying. This book, which tells the story of some epic adventures in writer's procrastination, has just enough sincerity and hilarity to make it work.
Admittedly, I already love Miranda July's writing. This book has what I think of as the "Our Town Quality"...it's about nothing important and, eventually, about the only thing important in the world.
De tweede keer is het nog beter dan de eerste, alsof ik het nu pas echt zie, en ik vond het al zo mooi. Haar eigen kwetsbaarheid en die van de mensen die ze spreekt, de manier waarop ze denkt en schrijft en zoekt.
Exquisite. July takes voyeurism to new heights with snippets of lives. Each person interviewed is wonderful in their own right; July captures their essence in a few short pages.
I'm not a Miranda July fan, and I didn't like 'The Future' however, this book was alright, I didn't like a lot of her personal ramblings, but the people she meets throughout her visits are interesting and the last interview and conclusion really made me love this book a little more. It's an easy read, large text so it looks longer than it is, it's actually quite short. Worth the time it takes to get through.
delightful, made me want to talk to strangers and more importantly listen to strangers
Miranda is one of the best short story writers I've read!
The funny thought of wanting to know how other ordinary people, like passersby in the street, live their lives always struck me. This thought always came with profound sadness and emptiness making me feel that life is worthless.
What makes life special? And why are we here? And why are they still living their worthless lives? Knowing that your story isn't that special and knowing a lot of stories get forgotten is an overwhelming feeling that will leave you lost in a sea of vagueness.
If someone would've asked me what do I share with a fifty something transvestite, a middle-aged Indian woman or a suburban single mother I would've said: "nothing!". That's not the right answer and this book came as a reminder that the thing that I share with them and everyone else is the world.
This is not a life mentor book or a feel good novel – GOD FORBID!. It is a tiny window on possibilities. It will not make you feel better about life by describing how good it is to be alive. It will make you feel better about life by helping you understanding it a bit more as you glide through the book.
So the writer gave little glimpses on people living on the margins of life, their margins of life. Shouldn't that be boring? Well, I think boring is not the word, the right word is epic.
What makes life special? And why are we here? And why are they still living their worthless lives? Knowing that your story isn't that special and knowing a lot of stories get forgotten is an overwhelming feeling that will leave you lost in a sea of vagueness.
If someone would've asked me what do I share with a fifty something transvestite, a middle-aged Indian woman or a suburban single mother I would've said: "nothing!". That's not the right answer and this book came as a reminder that the thing that I share with them and everyone else is the world.
This is not a life mentor book or a feel good novel – GOD FORBID!. It is a tiny window on possibilities. It will not make you feel better about life by describing how good it is to be alive. It will make you feel better about life by helping you understanding it a bit more as you glide through the book.
So the writer gave little glimpses on people living on the margins of life, their margins of life. Shouldn't that be boring? Well, I think boring is not the word, the right word is epic.