Arthur Conan Doyle: The sign of the four

The Sign of Four (Sherlock Holmes, #2)The Sign of Four by Arthur Conan Doyle
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Possible SPOILER alert…

…but why does Mary already appear? Why do you take my slashy goodness away from me already? And how on earth is John such a whore that he declares love after two hours of laying eyes on her? *sigh*

The case was okay. I found the story within the story within the story thingy a bit on the duller side.

But yay for drug abusive Sherlock. I like him dark and messed-up. I just wish John had cared more about that.

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H.G. Wells: The War of the Worlds

The War of the WorldsThe War of the Worlds by H.G. Wells
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Despite me having seen the original and the crappy Cruise movie I found the novel catching. The story itself was nothing new, obviously, but I was surprised at how the narrative style refused to let me out of its grip. It was so factual (despite some of the science being wonky) and I think that made out the appeal to me and why I stuck to it.

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Truman Capote: In Cold Blood

In Cold BloodIn Cold Blood by Truman Capote
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

That was intense. Impossible to put down and keeping me alive and sometimes made an appearance at night. I wonder whether it is the content (which I knew about before) or the style. But I’d say this is a must read. And after you read it, you go and watch the movie “Capote” which is brilliant.

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J.M. Barrie: Peter Pan

Peter PanPeter Pan by J.M. Barrie
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Wonder wonder wonder wonderful!! It is like the warm fluffy blanket to snuggle in. And the end just breaks my heart. I think I’m going to buy a copy for every child I have in my family, seriously. It’s sooo wonderful. of course I knew the story before I read it but the tone of the narrative and the athmosphere and everything just adds some extra magic to it. I’m so glad there are books out there you feel with your heart.

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Jos Saramago: Blindness

BlindnessBlindness by José Saramago
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Okay, here we go.

1. I absolutely hate the fact that there appearently is a sequel. I would probably not have read it had I known beforehand. Because in my opinion, the suequel totally diminishes the impact of the story. Do I want to know why the blindness came over the world? No. I want to make up my own mind.

2. I can make up my own mind, and I love that, because the novel is written in a fantastic style that contributes majorly to the claustrophobia (just imagine seeing everything white, as if you were lost in the deepest fog imaginable. It’s horrifying) and horror of the story and the events which take place in it. I can make up my mind because I am one of the blind people, according to the narrator (he or she says “we” very often and includes the reader). I can transform it onto the society I live in and apply it to the things we don’t see, because there are no names, just places and jobs and functions of people.

To sum it up: It was an exhausting read. It was a great read. But I am glad it is over and I don’t have to go back to that horrible place. (Except… there is a sequel…). Now I can watch the movie. 🙂

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Markus Zusak: The Book Thief

The Book ThiefThe Book Thief by Markus Zusak
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

After finishing it last night (trust me I took my time to finish it for various reasons on which I’ll elaborate later), I had to take a few breaths to compose myself. To deal. And then I wrote down my thoughts into my diary. That was the only possible action I could take. I couldn’t go downstairs to the living room to fetch me a snack. I couldn’t switch on the television to watch the Colin Firth movie which had already started (that alone should tell you a lot).

I sat down, took my pen, wiped away some more tears and wrote, that I didn’t posess the words to describe the impact of the story on my heart. In the end I came up with two words: Thank you.

The story is a miracle. The narrator is obviously smarter than all of us. And I was greatly comforted and dearly hope he does greet me when I’m dead because he made me feel safe. He made me believe, whatever horrible things happen, in the end it will all be okay.

The language is an impossible mixture of poetry and matter of fact. It’s clear. It’s imaginative (some images it evokes are still in my head and I doubt they’ll leave very soon).

You know how it’ll end. You know it. I knew it and yet I cried over the last 20 pages or so. And only one book has made me cry before. That is why I prolongued the reading. At times I just couldn’t face it. At times I wanted it to last.

Thank you. That is my review summed up.

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Audrey Niffenegger: The Time Travelers wife

The Time Traveler's WifeThe Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffenegger
My rating: 1 of 5 stars

am stil reading, but wanted to write down some thoughts that I cannot get out of my head:

– does the author know about timetravel? Because I don’t think she is very constistent with the one she is inventing. Because, e.g. if Henry always goes back to the accident, always from the future back to that particular day in the past and we are not talking about timelines following each other or the many-worlds interpretation… then the logical conclusion must be that the day of the accident must be cluttered with future Henrys. They must be everywhere in every possible age. Because the moment is only happening at one specific time in the past. Appearently in the book that isn’t the case—maybe it is and I have just misread it. Also, Henry’s life must go in circles since he meets himself during his first timetravelling experience, so he basically should know about Clare right? Because he can only jump back to her because she knows him and makes him marry her and she only knows about him because he jumps back to her…(which sorta reminds me of the Grandfather paradox but then it doesn’t).

– I thought the novel was about Clare, about the wife. It says so in the title. So far I have read extensiveley about random stuff during their first Christmas dinner and cannot shake I am reading an averidge fanfiction. I have yet to read about her: how does she deal? How does she feel? Is Henry’s POV really necessary if the novel is supposed to be about Clare? I think not. But I suspect the author needed his POV because she couldn’t draw a 3-D Clare. Maybe she will get to it on the next 300 pages. There certainly is room enough.

– When will something interesting happen? You have this wonderful idea of this man who, instead of having a panic attack, jumps away in time when he is stressed. If one was to focus on Clare (because we do not need more novels with people jumping back in time to correct wrongs etc), how she feels when he is gone, when he is back, how her life is determined (by whom? Him? herself? Is it determined at all?) etc… that would make powerful storytelling. So far it is boring and uneventful. It isn’t romantic because it lacks soul and I do not care about the characters. It isn’t thrilling because nothing happens. It isn’t thought through I think.

Maybe it’ll get better. I have 300 pages left for it to make a u-Turn. I hope it does.

edit: I gave up, it made me angry because it stole my time.

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