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A review by smartipants8
Foreign Bodies by Cynthia Ozick
4.0
I read this book in a swift haze of being in love with the English language. After almost two years of being in Asia, I went to London for 10 days and fell back in love with my own language (even if I'm a hybrid UK-US woman).
I felt the following things while reading this:
Anger at the passivity and victim-hood that the different characters displayed.
Disgust at almost all of the male characters and their weakness and pompous use of the women in the book.
A desire to return to paris if only to sit about in cafes that she writes about so beautifully.
A sort of longing for California of the 60s as seen through the Mad Men lens.
Irrational anger at a large grand piano.
Admiration for the heroine for fucking up everyone's lives.
A desire to read Henry James in the original.
I felt the following things while reading this:
Anger at the passivity and victim-hood that the different characters displayed.
Disgust at almost all of the male characters and their weakness and pompous use of the women in the book.
A desire to return to paris if only to sit about in cafes that she writes about so beautifully.
A sort of longing for California of the 60s as seen through the Mad Men lens.
Irrational anger at a large grand piano.
Admiration for the heroine for fucking up everyone's lives.
A desire to read Henry James in the original.