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ejmartinez82 's review for:
The Corrections
by Jonathan Franzen
Whenever I want to give a book 1 star I am reminded of the quote..." do not fault the writer for what he did not set out to do.."
The book, no doubt deserves 5 stars. However 5 stars would imply that I enjoyed it. I found myself dreading picking this book up as much as I dread going to the dentist. For a period of weeks I was a little down and I did not realize why until I stopped reading. There is not one redeeming quality in the characters in this book. They are lost, broken people with out hope for a future. I kept hoping for something, anything to give me hope and yet the story line only grew more depressing.
Life isn't always happy. I don't expect literature to be either. But there is hope, beauty and wonder. None of which were present in this book. Now on page 400-something I decided my time was far too precious to finishing reading something that was a burden.
What I did LOVE was all the Philly references down to the Ikea from my hometown of Plymouth Meeting. Regardless of where life may take us there is something precious about references to our hometowns.
E
PS I have nothing against Mr Hankey, but the talking turd scene... what was THAT!? :)
The book, no doubt deserves 5 stars. However 5 stars would imply that I enjoyed it. I found myself dreading picking this book up as much as I dread going to the dentist. For a period of weeks I was a little down and I did not realize why until I stopped reading. There is not one redeeming quality in the characters in this book. They are lost, broken people with out hope for a future. I kept hoping for something, anything to give me hope and yet the story line only grew more depressing.
Life isn't always happy. I don't expect literature to be either. But there is hope, beauty and wonder. None of which were present in this book. Now on page 400-something I decided my time was far too precious to finishing reading something that was a burden.
What I did LOVE was all the Philly references down to the Ikea from my hometown of Plymouth Meeting. Regardless of where life may take us there is something precious about references to our hometowns.
E
PS I have nothing against Mr Hankey, but the talking turd scene... what was THAT!? :)