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Between the self-reflection and the moments of true love for those around him, Salman Rushdie, a man in his late 70s, asserts with the full force of his authorial prowess that his assailant was a loser-ass basement virgin who needed to touch grass lmao
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I haven't read Rushie's books, but he is infamous for his book "Satanic Verses" and the terrible knife attack he experienced from a lunatic fundamentalist. However, this felt less of a memoir and more of a metaphor? Like he still had to write a "literary" book that dosen't seem authentic at times? There was also name dropping and his clear political views and what he thinks of those who don't share them.
I skipped the chapter where he imagines a conversation with his alleged attacker as it felt so odd and out of place. Maybe it should have been something he wrote in a personal journal rather than published in his memoir? Overall, this was ok but dosen't inspire me to pick up his other works.
I skipped the chapter where he imagines a conversation with his alleged attacker as it felt so odd and out of place. Maybe it should have been something he wrote in a personal journal rather than published in his memoir? Overall, this was ok but dosen't inspire me to pick up his other works.
I no longer give star rating to memoirs - it just doesn’t feel right. I found Mr Rushdie (and this book) quite unlikable. As soon as I’d find some momentum with the narrative, he’d say something off-putting or name drop AGAIN and I’d be back to hate reading. I’d still like to give his fiction a try some day.
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