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jackshoegazer) wrote2006-01-17 05:02 am
jackshoegazer) wrote2006-01-17 05:02 am
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Please allow me to put on my literary mask...
Did I ever tell you I finished A Long Way Down by Nick Hornby? ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kiwikat metaphorically slapped me in the face with it and said, "Read this, motherfunker!"
So I did.
The premise of A Long Way Down is that four people show up at the same rooftop on New Years Eve with the intention of plummeting to their deaths. Sound a bit macabre? No, not really. It's pretty funny actually, if on the blacker side of comedy.
Like other Hornby novels I've read, it was enjoyable. Nick is quirky and emotional, and no matter how absurd things get, it always feels plausible, with a certain amount of suspension of disbelief. And like a half-hour sitcom or 97% of Hollywood movies, it all comes together for a happy ending.
Considering this book was about suicide, that's probably a good idea.
I'm currently reading A Game of Thrones by George R.R. Martin, as recommended byantarcticlust. I'm uber-picky about my fantasy, so I'm, of course, skeptical.
I grew up on the DragonLance series. Robert Jordan was good enough to get me hooked, but I no longer enjoy them like I used to, and now, like a junkie, I just fiend for a hit, but rarely get enjoyment out of it. I just have to know how it ends. I really enjoyed Raymond Feist for a while as well, but I lost interest after the first fifty-brazillion books. I can't stand to read Tolkien.
However, I am hopeful, though temporarily disappointed. I'm only like six chapters in, but so far every scene I've read feels like it's weird carbon-copies from different books. But I'll keep an open mind.
And pray.
kiwikat metaphorically slapped me in the face with it and said, "Read this, motherfunker!"So I did.
The premise of A Long Way Down is that four people show up at the same rooftop on New Years Eve with the intention of plummeting to their deaths. Sound a bit macabre? No, not really. It's pretty funny actually, if on the blacker side of comedy.
Like other Hornby novels I've read, it was enjoyable. Nick is quirky and emotional, and no matter how absurd things get, it always feels plausible, with a certain amount of suspension of disbelief. And like a half-hour sitcom or 97% of Hollywood movies, it all comes together for a happy ending.
Considering this book was about suicide, that's probably a good idea.
I'm currently reading A Game of Thrones by George R.R. Martin, as recommended by
antarcticlust. I'm uber-picky about my fantasy, so I'm, of course, skeptical. I grew up on the DragonLance series. Robert Jordan was good enough to get me hooked, but I no longer enjoy them like I used to, and now, like a junkie, I just fiend for a hit, but rarely get enjoyment out of it. I just have to know how it ends. I really enjoyed Raymond Feist for a while as well, but I lost interest after the first fifty-brazillion books. I can't stand to read Tolkien.
However, I am hopeful, though temporarily disappointed. I'm only like six chapters in, but so far every scene I've read feels like it's weird carbon-copies from different books. But I'll keep an open mind.
And pray.