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suzie_bee 's review for:
The Dharma Bums
by Jack Kerouac
It's hard to be bored when you're perplexed by something . . . but that's how I felt while reading (ok listening to) this book. There was no meaning or direction and I didn't care about the characters. I know "direction" isn't necessary for a story to be good, and the point of his story was the lack of direction . . . it just didn't work for me. It's written like a journal, which was cool, but I guess I want to be moved in some way or another. All I saw were these hippie Dharma bums (more bum than Dharma) looking for an excuse not to work and be a part of the moving world. They call each other "Bodhisattva," which got annoying, drink and smoke hash at parties that last DAYS, and sleep around with women - because I guess the only way a woman can become a Buddha is through a man - all the while going on and on about reaching enlightenment like it's a retirement plan.
Wow, I sound a little irked. Maybe there are a few Dharma bums in my own life . . .
Well done, Jack Kerouac. You've moved me. I don't like you. And I like that.
Wow, I sound a little irked. Maybe there are a few Dharma bums in my own life . . .
Well done, Jack Kerouac. You've moved me. I don't like you. And I like that.