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4.03 AVERAGE
4.03 AVERAGE
A beautiful story about a middle aged man surviving the loss of his wife and best friend. His friend is gay (the book is partly set in the 1980s). Ellis's mother has died young, and his father lacks understanding, but he makes a new family with Mabel and Michael before marrying Annie. The book is set in Oxford (not the University) and the south of France
emotional
reflective
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Complicated
challenging
emotional
hopeful
reflective
sad
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Complicated
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Complicated
Content Warnings
Graphic: Terminal illness, Grief
Moderate: Domestic abuse
emotional
sad
emotional
reflective
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
emotional
reflective
sad
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Complicated
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
This is a quiet novel that explored a myriad of emotions. It’s short but it packs a punch and was a good palate cleanser from the fast paced thrillers I’ve been reading lately.
adventurous
emotional
reflective
sad
slow-paced
Loveable characters:
Yes
This is one of those books that ruin your life forever and leave you dazed for about a minute or two, before recollecting yourself and remembering what it was to be a person again.
I had never read a literary fiction book up until now, so it's safe to say that the style of writing hit me like a truck (which I loved by the way).
From everything such as the incredible description of the beautiful landscapes; of the beauty of beauty seen in others. To the marvellous narrative style of writing. To the art; to love; to hope; to overwhelming tragedy.
This book felt like a hug and a stab in the chest at the same time.
The height for me was Michael's POV. I had never met a character such as himself, and it felt as though I had finally found the one thing I had been looking for in a fictional character, but had never seemed to find.
It's all praise for Tin Man here. No faults at all.
I had never read a literary fiction book up until now, so it's safe to say that the style of writing hit me like a truck (which I loved by the way).
From everything such as the incredible description of the beautiful landscapes; of the beauty of beauty seen in others. To the marvellous narrative style of writing. To the art; to love; to hope; to overwhelming tragedy.
This book felt like a hug and a stab in the chest at the same time.
The height for me was Michael's POV. I had never met a character such as himself, and it felt as though I had finally found the one thing I had been looking for in a fictional character, but had never seemed to find.
It's all praise for Tin Man here. No faults at all.
This was brief and lovely, and so generous to all its characters. Puts you inside their longing/regret/sadness without making you wallow. Covers some well trodden territory in ways that feel fresh and specific. This is neither here nor there, but it's hard to imagine how much this might have meant to me in an earlier season of my life. Not that I appreciate it any less, but my reaction in my early twenties would probably have been much more acute and I'm kind of sad to read it and think how it much harder it might have hit then. Though I guess it may hit me harder later in life if I were to reread, which I could see doing. All I'm saying (hardly a revelation) is that milage may vary depending on what you bring to it and where you're at in life. But that's so obviously true of many books it's hardly worth saying. Read this in one sitting as a cool down lap after Underworld. Again, not relevant to the book itself, but it did work perfectly for that purpose.