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hyperdontiia 's review for:
The Song of Achilles
by Madeline Miller
[92/166]
Ancient Greek pining. I will say I like Circe more than The Song of Achilles, and I think the former demonstrates some growth from the latter. If you want "humanity from myth" (or you think myth is usually lacking humanity, for some reason that is frankly unclear to me) and do not balk at the use of "fucking" as an interjection in a Greek epic, then here you go. Here is your epic about devotion and love, which I read mostly while I as on the phone with someone, occasionally offering such erudite comments as "they are boyfriends" (they are companions) and "they are really boyfriends now" (they kiss once) and "they are married" (Patroclus shows up to an island where Achilles has been married off and Achilles immediately decides that they are, in fact, married). Moments of the prose are serene in a way I find hard to describe, and the last few chapters are ascendant from the rest of the book, thick as honey with tragedy and grief. It does drag a little bit during the war... much like the war... and perhaps near the beginning... but it is what it is, and it does what it does, very well. A worthy take on the epic.
Ancient Greek pining. I will say I like Circe more than The Song of Achilles, and I think the former demonstrates some growth from the latter. If you want "humanity from myth" (or you think myth is usually lacking humanity, for some reason that is frankly unclear to me) and do not balk at the use of "fucking" as an interjection in a Greek epic, then here you go. Here is your epic about devotion and love, which I read mostly while I as on the phone with someone, occasionally offering such erudite comments as "they are boyfriends" (they are companions) and "they are really boyfriends now" (they kiss once) and "they are married" (Patroclus shows up to an island where Achilles has been married off and Achilles immediately decides that they are, in fact, married). Moments of the prose are serene in a way I find hard to describe, and the last few chapters are ascendant from the rest of the book, thick as honey with tragedy and grief. It does drag a little bit during the war... much like the war... and perhaps near the beginning... but it is what it is, and it does what it does, very well. A worthy take on the epic.