Laura
Andy was such a LoserTM but a lovable one and while some of his antics had me raising an eyebrow, he was lovable nonetheless. But it was the switch in POVs at the end that really raised this up for me. All in all, a good time for someone in her 30s. I definitely recommend the audiobook, as it is narrated by Arthur Darvill and Vanessa Kirby.
I've been meaning to read one of Rachel Harrison's book for quite a while now, and this did not disappoint. I love a good jaded main character with a “dry” voice. I know this is supposed to be cozy horror but there was some true gnarly imagery in this! Overall, I enjoyed this a lot.
Also, they better get Sophie Thatcher's agent on the phone if they ever adapt this into a movie.
So glad I jumped onto another Palahniuk immediately after the trainwreck that was snuff because this was so messed up and sick but in a way that was sooo compelling. As usual with short story collections, some work better than others and there were some stand outs in this one, but I was so gripped by the main plot throughout. I never want to go to a writing retreat, that's for sure.
Tengo muchos sentimientos encontrados. Por un lado me gustó mucho como estaba escrito, encontrando que por momentos ofrecía un análisis muy profundo y poético sobre la condición humana y especialmente, sobre aquellos cuyos cerebros suelen ser nuestros más grandes enemigos a veces. Pero me pareció bastante tedioso y reiterativo (osea, se entiende que se lo quería garchar al flaco de todas maneras posibles) también, con personajes demasiado pretenciosos y más abstractos que reales. Así que, con todo respeto, es un 2.5 realmente.
Wow, I didn't think this book was going to do much for me because evil puppets? Come on! But Grady Hendrix went and took this bonker concept and infused it with enough creepiness and gnarly imagery that it just worked, but it wouldn't have if it weren't for the characters! I really loved them both, especially Mark, and their strained sibling dynamic. I loved the way this book tackled its themes of motherhood, familiar trauma and grief. The final pages hit very close to home so I ended up crying a little as well which, is no easy feat. Might be my new favorite Hendrix tbh.
I knew I was going to like this book when I saw the epigraph was two of my favorite songs by the Mountain Goats (The house that dripped blood and This year) but oh my goodness, I'm floored by how much I ended up loving it! it's reminiscent of early Stephen King (and no doubt inspired by it, as mentioned in the author's afterword). The themes of grief and disability particularly struck a chord with me, and certain imagery made my skin crawl. There was something visceral about this book that really worked for me. Also that afterword? Beautiful. It made me sob.
3.5, I think?
having loved book lovers, this was one of m most anticipated books of last year, but between some real life happenings and frequent book slumps i keep postponing it. i wanted to love this and while it was a quick, enjoyable read there were a lot of elements in this book that didn't quite hit the mark for me unfortunately
“There was never grief without love or love without grief.”
I was initially drawn to this book after having loved The Dead Romantics earlier this year and because I found the concept so intriguing but, while the romance itself was sweet and ultimately hopeful, what really got to me was the examination of grief throughout this book. I lost my mom two weeks ago, and my grandma back in January, and there are so many lines that felt so painfully real and close to my own experience. It makes sense why once I got to that author's note. I don't know you'll ever see this review among so many, Ashley Poston, but from the bottom of my heart, thank you for putting into words such complicated feelings. Keep up the good work.
Una de mis últimas lecturas del año, pero sin duda una de mis preferidas. ¿Cómo no puede serlo si durante varios puntos mientras leía me produjo una pequeña crisis existencial? Quisiera poder memorizar cada oración, algo que es imposible. Realidad o ficción, realmente no importa, no con la manera en la que Guerriero escribe.
