
Wow. This was an incredible book. My heart sank when I saw the giant cast of characters at the front, but it wasn't hard to keep track of everyone and follow their individual stories. She did such a great job of using all the characters to really make the reader feel the issues. I wanted more time to delve into each person's life and mind.
Some of the stories in here were not for the faint of heart. I enjoy reading about peoples' journey through therapy, and this definitely did not disappoint (except for the title–the book is about heroes, not monsters, and I think the title is misleading). I like when her mentor pointed out that “the unconscious never cares for the facts.”
I read this in one sitting and it had me in a kind of a trance. I'm so glad I don't live in Korea. I don't think I'd make it. The characters were great, and I felt I really got to know them more as the book went on, in a way that felt almost like getting to know someone in real life. I loved how things came together in the end, even though we don't really have any conclusions there.
This was a strange book. A sort of bleak, spare book. But I enjoyed it nonetheless. I felt for the narrator, I felt for her partner. I was worried the language was going to be a sort of gimmick, but it didn't turn out that way, which was good. It just felt genuine (the narrator learns English as she writes). I felt unsatisfied at the end, and wanted to know much more about how the narrator's life turned out.
This is way too big a topic for one book, and sometimes jumped around or felt unfocused. But every single word in it was try and important and needed to be said (or said again, as most of it I've read about before. I think For the Live of Men is a better book about some of the same issues, but this added a laser focus on race, which is so important.
It's hard to give this book a reading since it's really written for archaeologists and not for people like me. However I found parts of it very interesting and learned a lot about the history of the place where I live. I am looking forward to reading one of the books mentioned that by an author from the Tewa Pueblo.
Reading this reminded me why I don't read white males anymore. All the main characters are white males. There are some women, but they're only there to react to what they men do, they don't really have much agency, thought, etc. of their own. Oh, and there's one non-white person in the whole book. A few gay characters thrown in, maybe to make the author seem open minded? Anyway, I gave up 2/3 of the way in. I don't really care what happens to any of the characters.