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3.29 AVERAGE
3.29 AVERAGE
I wish I could remember where I first heard of this book, years ago. (I believe it was a very positive review in some paper or on some website.) I promptly added it to my PaperbackSwap queue and was rewarded with it after much patience. Since then, I’ve been excited to get around to it. But it’s been quite disappointing, despite calling to mind elements of Palahniuk, Faulkner, and Steinbeck.
Pahalniuk because of the “edgy” writing, modern speaking voice, and general feel of disdain for the world.
Faulkner because of the chapters written by the mentally retarded brother.
Steinbeck because of the more competent, worldly man caretaking for the big, bumbling lummox of a man who he loves but wants desperately to get away from at the same time.
The action is so muddy that you are halfway through anything important happening before you realize it is, and by then it’s anticlimactic and simply confusing.
I like the premise of the story a lot, but it really could have used a good few rounds of editing. The book just didn’t do it for me.
I did, however, really enjoy seeing the world of fine art and all of its percariousness - forgeries, cover-ups, verifications, etc. It is all so very intriguing. I just wish I had felt the same way about Carey's novel.
Pahalniuk because of the “edgy” writing, modern speaking voice, and general feel of disdain for the world.
Faulkner because of the chapters written by the mentally retarded brother.
Steinbeck because of the more competent, worldly man caretaking for the big, bumbling lummox of a man who he loves but wants desperately to get away from at the same time.
The action is so muddy that you are halfway through anything important happening before you realize it is, and by then it’s anticlimactic and simply confusing.
I like the premise of the story a lot, but it really could have used a good few rounds of editing. The book just didn’t do it for me.
I did, however, really enjoy seeing the world of fine art and all of its percariousness - forgeries, cover-ups, verifications, etc. It is all so very intriguing. I just wish I had felt the same way about Carey's novel.
2.5 stars. i think.
the art world bores me to hell and back, it's about 50 pages too long, and who needs a seemingly extraneous dead puppy? not me, that's who.
still, there's some pretty stuff here. i'm having trouble gauging how i feel. that's been happening a lot lately. maybe i'll sleep on it.
ok, then.
the art world bores me to hell and back, it's about 50 pages too long, and who needs a seemingly extraneous dead puppy? not me, that's who.
still, there's some pretty stuff here. i'm having trouble gauging how i feel. that's been happening a lot lately. maybe i'll sleep on it.
ok, then.
I had to stop reading this in public because I laughed so hard I was disturbing people around me. A hilarious and sly art-world caper. And, as the subtitle says, a love story....but I think not the kind one would expect.
Concise, short chapters unfolded the events at a breeze of a pace. Without much hoopla, the writing transported me to each country and setting. I am curious enough to pick up a second title by this author. (note: profanity, prescription drug abuse and excessive alcohol consumption)