
This is an interesting coming-of- age story in a weird setting - a Mormon family, a survivalist dad who has a psychiatric background and who puts his family in continual danger, a violent psychopath brother plus a mom who does not stand up for her children. The story is about the slow realisation of the author of how unusual her youth really was. And her psychological struggle when she is cast out.
It is well told. It is repetetive, in a way, and yet mesmerizing.
Dated, but very witty. Rich brat gets rescued from any situation by perfect butler. His rich brat friends, too. The delight is in the dialogue - the deadpan remarks of butler Jeeves, the cheerful naiveté of rich Bertie and his many silly friends, all good for nothings who rely on stipends of rich uncles, which they invariably stand to lose.
I listened to the audiobook narrated by Simon Prebble, who does a great job as a voice actor. A second book Narrated by someone else was only half as charming.
Great little plots, too. Often surprising.
Dated because women will aways be a riddle to men etc. but who cares. I have chuckled a lot.
And I need to get a paper copy of the collected works to enjoy the language better.
Weird how a book that gets 4 stars in Vrij Nederlands thrillergids cannot keep my attention. Possibly the Dutch translation was to blame. The first few pages have been translated really well, but further down the translator makes a bad job of it.
‘Ja, zei ze schriel.'
‘Ze keek GT razend in de ogen.'
‘Lijkt me dolle pret, zei ze. Je reinste Sinterklaasavond voor een zootje uit de kluiten gewassen machojochies die...‘
‘GT wisselde bliksemsnel van gezichtsuitdrukkung, zijn onaangename koelbloedigheid veranderde in een agressieve nieuwsgierigheid.'
en zo maar door.
Maar ook het verhaal zelf is nogal steriel. Nare, cynische mannen die cynische besluiten nemen: who cares? Na 200 bladzijden geef ik het op.
A lovely book of slightly magical stories happening to loosely connected people, around Christmas time. Every bit as charming and as good as her novels.
Joyce does not hesitate to infuse her stories with a little Murakami-like magic, which makes them more like fairy tales at times.
At the same time they all deal with very normal human beings, who often made mistakes and are getting a second chance to put things right. Parents and children, lovers, divorcees: it is all about trying to be a good person, and hopefully better.
Her prose is elegant and a delight to read just for the originality of her images.
A partly nice partly crazy family tries to cope with an ailing grandfather. Although I liked the people and the atmosphere, I lost interest 3/4 through the book - the story got out of hand, I felt. It lost momentum. The father becomes obnoxious, the plot weird. A lot does not get solved. I was disappointed.
And this book gets compared with Vikram Seth's A Suitable Boy? Go away...
This book is like a car gone wild on its own - because the writer is not interested in the driver. A pity that a good writer cares more about suspense than about his characters. And why should a mass of murders be necessary to create a fine tale? In the end I shut the book a little before the last page. I did not care to know the end.