Juliana Freitas Freitas itibaren Ivan, Oryol Oblast, Rusya, 303553
Bir ciltsiz kitap için daha uygun olacak kabarık bir hiciv vampir kitabı. Bu kitap aynı zamanda okuyucunun serinin ilk altı kitabındaki tüm karakterlere yakından aşina olduğunu ancak maalesef geri dönüp onları bulma arzusu yaratmadığını varsayar.
Ağır bir felsefe dozu olan bir teslim plan. Oldukça alamadım parçaları eksik ve yaptığım parçaları sevdim.
Final month of Nazi Germany chronologically constructed through the voices of several prominent party members, Hitler and Eva Braun. Each voice has its own form and part of the drama of the book is watching these forms shift and crack as each character comes to understand that she/he is living in the last days of the party. It's a great conceit. Snodgrass creates this sense of increasing physical and mental claustrophobia as the minds of his speakers sink into themselves. He nails fear, self-loathing and the way a mind moves in panic and despair--mocking itself, sentimentalizing better times, making flimsy plans. His biggest trick is getting you to emphasize with his characters. Unfortunately, the overall execution doesn't quite deliver. The forms through which his characters speak shift but these shifts feel inevitable or insufficient. What's most frustrating is that what makes these big men of history tick--the huge, big question that this project promises to answer--is explained in sometimes the flimsiest of Freudianisms. Obviously, it's somewhat heroic for Snodgrass to even try and expecting anything truly satisfying is silly, but still... Despite these reservations, this is a book worth reading if you're at all interested in how poems try tackling history. Which I am. So I did.