here comes the predictable review: I love it!!!!! If Neil Gaiman wasn’t online I’d say that I want to have babiez with his talent and imagination but since that would be utterly weird I won’t say it. *g* Seriously his writing is pure magic.
Okay…this review is difficult. I excpected it to be different, not just because of the praise that hovers around the novel like a fuzzy warm cloud, but also because the very first sentence gave me the impression it was bout Col Aureliano Buendia. Seems it was not. I am debating if it was about solitude, family, magic, a world that exists beyond reason. Or incest. What’s with the incest? And also why that first sentence?
I had to struggle for the first 100 + pages and then I enjoyed the magic in the story but I’m not so sure if spring exploding all around me and my mood changing into one more pleasant and calm favoured the reading experience.
Not sure how to say it. It wasn’t bad. But it also wasn’t as captivating as I thought it would be judging from the reviews.
I LOVE IT!
I think it took me two sentences to be completely drawn into the story, to be right there, in the house, on the cemetery. It actually gave me one horrible nightmare I think but if a story cannot get to you, then there must be something missing, right? And the only think I didn’t like about this one was, that it ended.
“We are put into the house that floats on the sea and we saw for the first time rats and it was hard to figure out how to die.”
*adds some more stars* I personally lack the adequate words to describe or comment on hers. It never stops to amaze me how she can express in one sentence (or one word or even the absence of it) what others have to do in 10 pages.
I think it is one of the best plays I ever read.
But it is also one of the most terrible in the sense that it is a nightmare. I felt trapped while reading it. The characters desperate hopes, their self-denial and their lack of communication with each other…it really got under my skin.
It truly still reflects the pressure of society put on the individual to be better and brighter and richer and more beautiful and whatever else than one actually is. And the result of that pressure.