Scan barcode
A review by snowmaiden
The Golden House by Salman Rushdie
3.0
A friend passed the book to me after he’d finished it. “I didn’t like it very much,” he said, “but see what you think.” I was entranced at first, especially by the story of young D Golden, who struggles with issues of gender and sexuality. I know several people who have transitioned, and D’s experiences sounded familiar in all the right ways. I was frankly amazed that Rushdie, an author in his seventies, had gotten things so right.
But D disappeared from the story for most of the middle of the book, and when he did reappear, his life had changed into something I didn't recognize, something stereotypical and sad. And it wasn’t just this character but the whole book that had changed in this way, as if Rushdie was suddenly overtaken by a burst of melancholy while writing.
In the end, then, I was disappointed, but I do like the way Rushdie writes, and I hope to read more of his work one day.
But D disappeared from the story for most of the middle of the book, and when he did reappear, his life had changed into something I didn't recognize, something stereotypical and sad. And it wasn’t just this character but the whole book that had changed in this way, as if Rushdie was suddenly overtaken by a burst of melancholy while writing.
In the end, then, I was disappointed, but I do like the way Rushdie writes, and I hope to read more of his work one day.