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3.76 AVERAGE
3.76 AVERAGE
This is my first written book review so please bare with me. Thank you.
There was a point in this book,where I just got it. it finally Clicked. I'll admit I tried reading this book about 3 years and I just wasn't getting it. Since then I've read two of his short story collections "Brief Interview with Hideous men" and "Oblivion". Those really helped me grow enough as a reader to go back and want to read "Broom Of The System"
This book is an interesting case in the sense because it's about how words work and how they are used but because words can sometimes can't explains things clear enough or difficult precisely understand the exact meaning behind certain words in say word play or cadences and rhythm ,so we need even more words and this could go on ad infinitum. only being 467 pages unlike DFW's massive work "Infinite Jest" which is over 1000 pages long. BOTS gives this interesting insight into a young DFW. The groundwork for what he would expand upon.A lot of his ideas are here but not fully developed. I don't think that hinders the work,but shows DFW's ability to grow as a writer.
I Don't want to get into the plot. Which is why I'm focusing so much on DFW. In short it's about language,meaning about what we say,how we try communicate with others and what we understand when hearing or reading words.
I'll end with going back to how Broom of system being its length so much more condense compared to infinte jest and even in his other works he does this thing, where he labors on and on a point with words just to make a single point. The point is language is limited,words and their power are limited to user and the interpreter capacity for understanding. It comes to a point where feeling must take place for interpretation.
I would go on,but what would be the....
There was a point in this book,where I just got it. it finally Clicked. I'll admit I tried reading this book about 3 years and I just wasn't getting it. Since then I've read two of his short story collections "Brief Interview with Hideous men" and "Oblivion". Those really helped me grow enough as a reader to go back and want to read "Broom Of The System"
This book is an interesting case in the sense because it's about how words work and how they are used but because words can sometimes can't explains things clear enough or difficult precisely understand the exact meaning behind certain words in say word play or cadences and rhythm ,so we need even more words and this could go on ad infinitum. only being 467 pages unlike DFW's massive work "Infinite Jest" which is over 1000 pages long. BOTS gives this interesting insight into a young DFW. The groundwork for what he would expand upon.A lot of his ideas are here but not fully developed. I don't think that hinders the work,but shows DFW's ability to grow as a writer.
I Don't want to get into the plot. Which is why I'm focusing so much on DFW. In short it's about language,meaning about what we say,how we try communicate with others and what we understand when hearing or reading words.
I'll end with going back to how Broom of system being its length so much more condense compared to infinte jest and even in his other works he does this thing, where he labors on and on a point with words just to make a single point. The point is language is limited,words and their power are limited to user and the interpreter capacity for understanding. It comes to a point where feeling must take place for interpretation.
I would go on,but what would be the....
amazing book, loved all of it, except weirdly abrupt end. just cut off. like seeing a new person for a month everything to be going okay, and then you just never get another call from them. so i remember liking it a lot, but being mad that it just disappeared all of a sudden.
La primera novel·la de DFW, escrita amb 23. També és la primera que Periscopi va traduir al català i la primera que vaig comprar, als 15, atreta per la portada. Va ser una bona decisió (comprar-lo) i una mala decisió (llegir-lo als 15). Als 15 et prens la vida massa seriosament i estàs massa pendent que et validin (o et validis) pel que llegeixes com per a prendre's la lectura de DFW amb una mica més de calma i humor. Va caldre una bona relectura.
Com oblidar la experiència de llegir el primer capítol, una immersió en una habitació compartida d'estudiants universitàries heterocis (una escena extremament realista i vagament anticlimàtica) on no hi ha rastre d'homes per enlloc, ni tan sols de l'autor. Literalment l'autor ha desaparegut i la sensació és la de trobar-se amb unes quantes noies absolutament nítides a l'habitació sense el filtre pel mig de cap punt de vista misògin o ridículament voyeur per part del senyor escriptor DFW, que per a mi passa automàticament a tenir més crèdit que Murakami, "I looked at myself naked in the mirror. My breasts breasted breastily" (that sort of thing!).
Lenore Beadsman, la prota, és un personatge una mica soset (amb una obsessió, això sí, per dutxar-se cinc cops al dia) que ha nascut en una família altament disfuncional que porta un gran imperi empresarial dedicat a papilles per a nadons. Viu a Cleveland, en un pis llogat amb la seva amiga i la seva cacatua, a prop d'un desert artificial pagat en el seu moment per les autoritats per a que els ciutadans tinguin una mica de pathos a la seva vida (!). Suposo que el personatge és soset a posta, ja que l'important no és el que el prota és o sent sinó tot el món caòtic i fantàsticament tret de mare que envolta al prota (a diferència de quan ho fa JK Row, aquí aquesta maniobra sí que funciona!).
Una delícia.
El millor personatge de tots, el més caòtic, és el germà petit "Anticrist", un xaval superdotat, perpètuament fumat i mig sonat que decideix fer veure que no té telèfon per a que cap membre de la família el pugui trucar (jo d'aquest trasto en dic nòdul limfàtic, per tant, si em pregunteu si tinc telèfon us he de dir que no, ja que sinó mentiria). La trama és genial, però m'he quedat amb ganes de més escenes d'Anticrist.
Com oblidar la experiència de llegir el primer capítol, una immersió en una habitació compartida d'estudiants universitàries heterocis (una escena extremament realista i vagament anticlimàtica) on no hi ha rastre d'homes per enlloc, ni tan sols de l'autor. Literalment l'autor ha desaparegut i la sensació és la de trobar-se amb unes quantes noies absolutament nítides a l'habitació sense el filtre pel mig de cap punt de vista misògin o ridículament voyeur per part del senyor escriptor DFW, que per a mi passa automàticament a tenir més crèdit que Murakami, "I looked at myself naked in the mirror. My breasts breasted breastily" (that sort of thing!).
Lenore Beadsman, la prota, és un personatge una mica soset (amb una obsessió, això sí, per dutxar-se cinc cops al dia) que ha nascut en una família altament disfuncional que porta un gran imperi empresarial dedicat a papilles per a nadons. Viu a Cleveland, en un pis llogat amb la seva amiga i la seva cacatua, a prop d'un desert artificial pagat en el seu moment per les autoritats per a que els ciutadans tinguin una mica de pathos a la seva vida (!). Suposo que el personatge és soset a posta, ja que l'important no és el que el prota és o sent sinó tot el món caòtic i fantàsticament tret de mare que envolta al prota (a diferència de quan ho fa JK Row, aquí aquesta maniobra sí que funciona!).
Una delícia.
El millor personatge de tots, el més caòtic, és el germà petit "Anticrist", un xaval superdotat, perpètuament fumat i mig sonat que decideix fer veure que no té telèfon per a que cap membre de la família el pugui trucar (jo d'aquest trasto en dic nòdul limfàtic, per tant, si em pregunteu si tinc telèfon us he de dir que no, ja que sinó mentiria). La trama és genial, però m'he quedat amb ganes de més escenes d'Anticrist.
Sometimes I consider rereading this, to see what I missed. But reading this a year after I had finished Infinite Jest really left me wanting more. Definitely not bad, but I found it less engaging overall.
challenging
funny
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
No
Loveable characters:
Complicated
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
Meh, I didn't enjoy it as much as Infinite Jest. I best go read some reviews that explain to me what the book I just read is really about.
... now I have to read about Wittgenstein.
... now I have to read about Wittgenstein.
Maybe it's unfair to rate this after only 30 pages, but that's as far as I've made it and honestly, as far as I want to make it. In 30 pages, haven't come across a bit of wit or an engaging character.
This book showcases a young, talented writer who is flexing his verbal muscle. Intricate and engrossing characters dance across the page connecting in strange and unforeseen ways. The ending left something to be desired, if not because of the dazzling talent displayed earlier in the book, then perhaps for the screeching halt when the conclusion is reached.