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adventurous
dark
mysterious
sad
tense
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
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at no point does this address the contention that JFK gay Asf for falling asleep when Jackie phat ass out like that
Libra is a masterwork. Delillo’s prose is vivid and captivating. Even the most mediocre events in Oswald’s life are overhung by something dark, epic and inescapable. The characters are rendered with remarkable tenderness. The killers, imperialists and the shadowy CIA men that people the narrative are disconcertingly sympathetic and human. It’s an excellent book, and I’d recommend it to anyone.
dark
mysterious
tense
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Complicated
dark
mysterious
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
Conspiracy, narrative, confusion, truth, the fullness of a life in opposition to the blank facts. Very good novel. (Unfortunately White Noise still towers above any other DeLillo I’ve read.) 4.5 stars
A conspiracy is everything that ordinary life is not. It's the inside game, cold, sure, undistracted, forever closed off to us. We are the flawed ones, the innocents, trying to make some rough sense of the daily jostle. Conspirators have a logic and daring beyond our reach.
I barely remember the year 1991. There were serial missteps of which I was slowly then suddenly recovering. I also went to see the film JFK with my best friend Joel. It was either before then or afterwards that Joel bought a weighty stack of documents from some self-styled researcher and analyst from Texas. The documents pushed the blame for the Kennedy Assassination from the Cuba/Mafia nexus to the corridors of power in the Beltway. There was an exhilaration in the audacity of that thesis. I was in awe and then a little afraid. Shortly thereafter I read Umberto Eco and such matters became more of intellectual exercise than a means of understanding history and the world. I outgrew it.
I believe like much else I simply became agnostic.
I had thus been leery for over twenty years of reading Libra. I was likely mistaken. I am glad I finally did.
DeLillo has never been a favorite novelist of mine, but one I would read on occasion [b:The Names|408|The Names|Don DeLillo|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1377315905l/408._SY75_.jpg|2320] was likely my last encounter, when I was first infected back in 2020. I liked that one for the same reasons I loved this: Libra finds the sublime in the collection of data, the unwieldy and the coincidental lapse into meter and refrain, no need for the authorial push. DeLillo finds the audit a sufficient flex and where there's silence, there's a secret.
I barely remember the year 1991. There were serial missteps of which I was slowly then suddenly recovering. I also went to see the film JFK with my best friend Joel. It was either before then or afterwards that Joel bought a weighty stack of documents from some self-styled researcher and analyst from Texas. The documents pushed the blame for the Kennedy Assassination from the Cuba/Mafia nexus to the corridors of power in the Beltway. There was an exhilaration in the audacity of that thesis. I was in awe and then a little afraid. Shortly thereafter I read Umberto Eco and such matters became more of intellectual exercise than a means of understanding history and the world. I outgrew it.
I believe like much else I simply became agnostic.
I had thus been leery for over twenty years of reading Libra. I was likely mistaken. I am glad I finally did.
DeLillo has never been a favorite novelist of mine, but one I would read on occasion [b:The Names|408|The Names|Don DeLillo|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1377315905l/408._SY75_.jpg|2320] was likely my last encounter, when I was first infected back in 2020. I liked that one for the same reasons I loved this: Libra finds the sublime in the collection of data, the unwieldy and the coincidental lapse into meter and refrain, no need for the authorial push. DeLillo finds the audit a sufficient flex and where there's silence, there's a secret.
Een van mijn favoriete boeken. Ik krijg nog steeds rillingen over mijn rug als ik terugdenk aan de weken dat ik het las. Pure magie. Samen met Underworld mijn lievelings-DeLillo. Maar Libra wint met een banddikte.
It is confusing to become emotionally enmeshed in the life of the fictional Lee Harvey Oswald, and then to go online and look at all the real photos and video. All that pity and affection and sense of tragedy, misplaced. This book gets under your skin -- I imagine this is how I'll always understand the Kennedy assassination, which is fine by me.
Epically good.
Epically good.