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timothy_tiffany's review against another edition
slow-paced
2.0
I wasn't particularly interested in the historical bits of the book, and didn't understand the meanings about those sections in the book. It felt like the book didn't really start until the last third of the book.
ginabyeg's review against another edition
3.0
I thought this book was written fairly well; Monique has an intriguing and creative use of language. That being said, I didn't feel satisfied with the way the story rolled out and resolved. I feel like there was a lot of build up to what felt like a bit of a deflated pinnacle.
katelynzleee's review against another edition
3.0
dayseraph's review against another edition
4.0
Maybe more like 3.5 stars. Unusual premise with a good plot twist. Synesthesia!
lunabbly's review against another edition
4.0
Gosh I love Monique Truong's writing, but again I'm disappointed that her plot and characters are so mesmerized with whiteness. And that's why I'm giving this book 4 stars instead of 5 because if Monique could please just use her talent with words and magic of brewing up delicious narratives with more people of color, I would be pouring over with joy and abundance and tastefulness.
Btw, there's a major plot twist that will really make this story irresistible (imo). Loved how she included it in the middle!
Btw, there's a major plot twist that will really make this story irresistible (imo). Loved how she included it in the middle!
okkate's review against another edition
5.0
Best book I've read in a minute, and that's saying something.
allieuofm's review against another edition
3.0
This book was engaging at times, but also boring in parts. It's written backwards, like Memento almost, with the revelations of each character's secrets at the very end of the book. This was an interesting gimmick to employ, but it felt like a gimmick because it wasn't seamlessly woven into the plot. Some events were contrived, but some felt more natural. Thought provoking and insightful in some ways, but needlessly obfuscating in others. A bildungsroman that kind of goes off the rails. If I could give half stars, I'd give it 3.5. Bumped it down to 3 for some overly pedantic phrasing and unnecessary killing off of characters.
brooke_review's review against another edition
3.0
Interestingly written, but would have like to have seen more happen. This book doesn't really take you far.
karieh13's review against another edition
3.0
This is a book whose beginning came for me about 2/3 of the way through the book. The actual first section of “Bitter in the Mouth” left me very sad and very removed from the main character. I felt like I was being held at arm’s length – that there was a very substantial wall between the truths of the family of the main character, Linda, and me, the reader.
“The truth about my family was that we disappointed one another. When I heard the word “disappoint,” I tasted toast, slightly burned. But when I saw the word written, I thought of it first and foremost as the combining or the collapsing together of the words disappear and point, as in how something in us ceased to exist the moment someone let us down.”
Mentioned in the quote above is the fact that Linda experiences tastes for certain words. This is actually one of the things that first drew me to the book – this idea that words evoked an unexpected sense…and yet after a while – some sentences became nearly impossible to read. Each word is combined with the flavor that Linda experiences – and I found myself trying to decipher many sentences while squinting. I think if only certain words evoked tastes – it might have had more impact and would have been less distracting. I understand that there is an actual disease that causes this – but it was very irritating after a while as a reader.
And then – midway through – a veil is lifted. Things start to make much more sense in the context of Linda’s family and aspects of her personality and life choices. I became much more engaged as the pieces started to fall into place. Prior to this – the sense of the book is something like this:
“There were no photographs and no history, official or anecdotal. There was only my memory: coffee left too long on the burner, an uncoated aspirin caught in the throat, how a drop of mercury might taste on the tip of the tongue. I have come close to identifying the taste of bitter, but close isn’t good enough for mnemonic device. As for the word that triggered it, the usual trailhead of my memories, it remains lost to me.”
And then, once the reader finally starts to see what has been hidden, the puzzle starts to hold more interest than despair, becomes compelling instead of depressing. A bit of humor showed up as well. I was drawn in and started turning pages faster.
“My grandmother Iris was an overweight, vengeful diabetic with a taste for fire, and one of those traits would surely make her the next in our family to die.” And after Iris does die – “A small clutch purse lay on its side by her gloved left hand. I remember thinking, What do you need up in Heaven, Iris? A mirror, lipstick and a twenty?”
Linda starts seeing other members of her family through new eyes, eyes that may not be completely forgiving, but at least eyes that are more empathetic than before she left her small Southern hometown.
There were times during the first third of the book that I thought of putting the book down. Now that I have finished it, I’m very glad I stayed with it. Once some of the barriers fell – the beauty, the bittersweet love and fragile delicacy of the lives described in “Bitter in the Mouth” were well worth the time it took to reach them.
“The truth about my family was that we disappointed one another. When I heard the word “disappoint,” I tasted toast, slightly burned. But when I saw the word written, I thought of it first and foremost as the combining or the collapsing together of the words disappear and point, as in how something in us ceased to exist the moment someone let us down.”
Mentioned in the quote above is the fact that Linda experiences tastes for certain words. This is actually one of the things that first drew me to the book – this idea that words evoked an unexpected sense…and yet after a while – some sentences became nearly impossible to read. Each word is combined with the flavor that Linda experiences – and I found myself trying to decipher many sentences while squinting. I think if only certain words evoked tastes – it might have had more impact and would have been less distracting. I understand that there is an actual disease that causes this – but it was very irritating after a while as a reader.
And then – midway through – a veil is lifted. Things start to make much more sense in the context of Linda’s family and aspects of her personality and life choices. I became much more engaged as the pieces started to fall into place. Prior to this – the sense of the book is something like this:
“There were no photographs and no history, official or anecdotal. There was only my memory: coffee left too long on the burner, an uncoated aspirin caught in the throat, how a drop of mercury might taste on the tip of the tongue. I have come close to identifying the taste of bitter, but close isn’t good enough for mnemonic device. As for the word that triggered it, the usual trailhead of my memories, it remains lost to me.”
And then, once the reader finally starts to see what has been hidden, the puzzle starts to hold more interest than despair, becomes compelling instead of depressing. A bit of humor showed up as well. I was drawn in and started turning pages faster.
“My grandmother Iris was an overweight, vengeful diabetic with a taste for fire, and one of those traits would surely make her the next in our family to die.” And after Iris does die – “A small clutch purse lay on its side by her gloved left hand. I remember thinking, What do you need up in Heaven, Iris? A mirror, lipstick and a twenty?”
Linda starts seeing other members of her family through new eyes, eyes that may not be completely forgiving, but at least eyes that are more empathetic than before she left her small Southern hometown.
There were times during the first third of the book that I thought of putting the book down. Now that I have finished it, I’m very glad I stayed with it. Once some of the barriers fell – the beauty, the bittersweet love and fragile delicacy of the lives described in “Bitter in the Mouth” were well worth the time it took to reach them.
suzeroonie's review against another edition
5.0
This book was absolutely beautiful. I am without words. Completely blown away with how she handled the story of a Vietnamese adoptee. This isn't my Asian American experience, but it captivated me nonetheless.