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A review by stupidpieceofhuman
Thérèse Raquin by Émile Zola
5.0
this is my introduction to emile zola's works, and i am so glad that i picked up this little novel as my first zola book because it's just merciless; to both its major characters and its readers.
this book is like a whirlpool that sucks you in with its centripetal force that is driven by its tumultuous narration. it doesn't for once take away the attention from its readers not because of its subject but mainly the events and how they are depicted just get relentless. it feels like a continuous attack on the senses, and zola tremendously succeeded there. the book taps into the territory of psychology which makes reading this book extremely simple yet dense. the violence happens on the psychological level the most from where there is no return at all. this factor makes this book's characters unredeemable, and as a lover of the books where there are plenty of unredeemable characters, i devoured reading this book like a hungry yet tired reader. i think this is the triumph of zola's writing where he goes reflexive with it that doesn't only make it an easy read but a complex (that is mentally exhausting) one, too. zola loved creating this paradox where the readers revel only to suffer.
this book is like a whirlpool that sucks you in with its centripetal force that is driven by its tumultuous narration. it doesn't for once take away the attention from its readers not because of its subject but mainly the events and how they are depicted just get relentless. it feels like a continuous attack on the senses, and zola tremendously succeeded there. the book taps into the territory of psychology which makes reading this book extremely simple yet dense. the violence happens on the psychological level the most from where there is no return at all. this factor makes this book's characters unredeemable, and as a lover of the books where there are plenty of unredeemable characters, i devoured reading this book like a hungry yet tired reader. i think this is the triumph of zola's writing where he goes reflexive with it that doesn't only make it an easy read but a complex (that is mentally exhausting) one, too. zola loved creating this paradox where the readers revel only to suffer.