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noachoc 's review for:
The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman
by Laurence Sterne
If you were living in the 1750's and you had a friend who was writing something for NaNo WriMo and was entirely focused on just getting the daily word count, just to get through it, if that friend had other writing to do, like French homework or Latin translation or essays on fortifications, and figured "eh, I'll just stick all of those in my novel TOO! It'll help with the word count!" I think your friend would, at the end of November, hand you a novel much like Tristram Shandy.
It's so random, so weird. Did we ever get the promised chapter on button holes? I don't remember. I had conversations with people in my book club like "Have you gotten to the bit where he's born yet?" "Oh, thank heaven, you mean he actually DOES get born?" (someone's husband, breaking in "What do you mean you're halfway through the book and the main character isn't BORN yet?") or "How about that chapter about going down the stairs?" "Wasn't it two chapters?" "I think you're right..."
Did I like it? I have no idea. I think so? Or maybe it's like my experience of The Jerk, where, every time it comes up in conversation, it's hilarious, but actually experiencing it isn't actually as funny as I want it to be.
It's so random, so weird. Did we ever get the promised chapter on button holes? I don't remember. I had conversations with people in my book club like "Have you gotten to the bit where he's born yet?" "Oh, thank heaven, you mean he actually DOES get born?" (someone's husband, breaking in "What do you mean you're halfway through the book and the main character isn't BORN yet?") or "How about that chapter about going down the stairs?" "Wasn't it two chapters?" "I think you're right..."
Did I like it? I have no idea. I think so? Or maybe it's like my experience of The Jerk, where, every time it comes up in conversation, it's hilarious, but actually experiencing it isn't actually as funny as I want it to be.