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What a read this was, and only my second DeLillo! 827 dense and ambitious pages, a novel driven not by plot and character but by symbols, leitmotifs, and dazzling prose.
I read this over a period of 4 months, submerging myself in it for days at a time and then going weeks without reading it, which I wouldn’t recommend — it made it harder to follow — but it was an incredibly rewarding read nonetheless.
I read this over a period of 4 months, submerging myself in it for days at a time and then going weeks without reading it, which I wouldn’t recommend — it made it harder to follow — but it was an incredibly rewarding read nonetheless.
challenging
dark
mysterious
reflective
slow-paced
An authentically American novel. I especially loved DeLillo's descriptions of that single baseball game - his words paint the full picture.
emotional
funny
informative
reflective
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Complicated
challenging
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
If you are nostalgic for old NY and baseball (and old NY baseball), this book is for you.
The prose in this book is staggeringly good...remarkable by all accounts however I really don't think I'm smart enough for this book and will have another excuse to be a total narcissist when I'm finished.
-Now that I'm finished (which I'm extatic that I did) it really worked out very well in the end, it gets raunchy as fuck with a shotgun point-blank to a face, the epilogue is a little boastful but I liked it none the less.
-Now that I'm finished (which I'm extatic that I did) it really worked out very well in the end, it gets raunchy as fuck with a shotgun point-blank to a face, the epilogue is a little boastful but I liked it none the less.
Questa traduzione è davvero terribile.
Conosco le condizioni in cui lavorano i traduttori, le scadenze, le pressioni & la mole di lavoro; e posso capire che confrontarsi con un capolavoro di questo calibro non sia semplice.
Ma qui si tratta di un vero disastro.
Delfina, preparati, sto per massacrarti.
Anche se hai un nome perfettamente à la DeLillo.
Conosco le condizioni in cui lavorano i traduttori, le scadenze, le pressioni & la mole di lavoro; e posso capire che confrontarsi con un capolavoro di questo calibro non sia semplice.
Ma qui si tratta di un vero disastro.
Delfina, preparati, sto per massacrarti.
Anche se hai un nome perfettamente à la DeLillo.
reflective
slow-paced
In 2000, NYT voted Underworld the 2nd best novel of the previous 25 years. The 1997 Cold War behemoth, with its iconic cover of fog-shrouded towers, can feel as old as Melville. (Bombastic white male voices haven’t aged well.) Its 900 maddening-pages envision 20th century history sweeping over huddled masses—from Bobby Thompson’s HR & a Leo Bloom-ish tour of the Bronx to Arizona deserts and Soviet nuclear waste pits. Some passages are brilliant, others unreadable. You simultaneously want to give up & press forward. DeLillo announces his ambitions with a Whitman-esque opening line: “He speaks in your voice, American.”