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2 and a half stars. I hated reading this for most of the book to be honest, but I'm so proud of myself for finishing (and also, one brownie down, considering forcing myself through it again at some soon point, stupid man that I am). Anyway:
Strange thing—reading after university. Each pun-pardoned book is another feather-weight, all the way from nursery rhymes to modernist treatises, McDonald the old fantasy of Ulysses . Already plugging the gaps, as with Liv Coleman’s Bleak House and the inspiration behind the inspiration of Grant Hart’s The Argument (that’s two inspirations, not three. If you’re at the apple you’ve gone too far). Struck quickly on my shoulders, I shouldered Ulysses in a cruel month and crippled my way through to today, soldiering onwards to review. A one-perspective narrative for all intents and purposes, focusing on El Boom explored via James Joyce’s cultural influences. There are flash moments among much long-winded humdrum tedium, and by making the men and women merely players in some pursuant trivial scrabblebattle, the retrospective arranger did a disservice to the story put in motion. To our hero with pants splattered over his tights, super-man, Leopold Paula Bloom. Hilarious.
Strange thing—reading after university. Each pun-pardoned book is another feather-weight, all the way from nursery rhymes to modernist treatises, McDonald the old fantasy of Ulysses . Already plugging the gaps, as with Liv Coleman’s Bleak House and the inspiration behind the inspiration of Grant Hart’s The Argument (that’s two inspirations, not three. If you’re at the apple you’ve gone too far). Struck quickly on my shoulders, I shouldered Ulysses in a cruel month and crippled my way through to today, soldiering onwards to review. A one-perspective narrative for all intents and purposes, focusing on El Boom explored via James Joyce’s cultural influences. There are flash moments among much long-winded humdrum tedium, and by making the men and women merely players in some pursuant trivial scrabblebattle, the retrospective arranger did a disservice to the story put in motion. To our hero with pants splattered over his tights, super-man, Leopold Paula Bloom. Hilarious.