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May. 29th, 2008 06:55 pmOne day of sunshine and it's TOO HOT. But I have gazpacho, so all is right with the world. It can be books update time now?
The Monk by Matthew Lewis
Finally finished this book. What a melodramatic, crazy novel! Lewis seemed to throw in every Gothic cliché he could muster. No wonder Jane Austen parodied it in Northanger Abbey, but it was still a fun read nonetheless.
Red Dog by Louis de Bernieres
Red Dog was at times too anthromorphic for me, but then the style of this book is supposed to echo the outlandish accounts the Australians interviewed by the author took when describing the animal. I started and finished reading this book on the train to
My brother Paul said this book is a testament ‘to the fact that no matter how nice you are, someone out there will try and f*ck it up for you.’ I rather agree.
Atonement by Ian McEwan
I’ve resisted this novel for some time and only picked it up because it was £2 in a charity shop. I read it, enjoyed it and then put it away. Except I keep thinking about it and the more I do, the more I feel it was an excellent read and certainly one of the best books I have read in a long while. I want to discuss this further, as well as the film, which I saw immediately after finishing...
In summary, I love both book and film. Huzzah!
Young Stalin by Simon Sebag-Montefiore
Praise has been lavished upon Sebag-Montefiore’s strengths as a biographer, but I find him too preoccupied with the military side of Stalin than what actually made him tick. The portrait is of a foxy, ruthless individual with Serious Issues. I thought it an interesting and enlightening read, but I can’t help but prefer the more narrative biographical style of Antonia Fraser.
Child 44 by Tom Rob Smith
In this book, Leo Demidov, an unswervingly loyal cop in Soviet Russia, is sent to silence a family who believe their son was murdered after he is found on train tracks in
Zorba the Greek by Nikos Kazantzsakis
Re-read: halfway through. Do you ever feel that you can only read certain books at certain times of the year or in certain places? This novel starts off with a rain-lashed Greek café at a port and for some reason, I feel I only really appreciate it when reading when in
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