Warnesha Crawford Crawford itibaren Parkhande, Maharashtra, Hindistan
Bir fahişenin böylesine sevimli olabileceğini kim bilebilirdi? Doğru kitabı düşünürsem ... uzun zaman oldu.
Bir kanalın Fransızlar tarafından nasıl denendiğine (ve nedenine!) İlişkin uzun ve ayrıntılı bir çalışma ve ABD tarafından Panama'da tamamlandı. Bu kitapta çok az şey var. Hâlâ nasıl ilgili (kanal)? Kanalın yerel sözleşmeye geri dönmesinin etkileri nelerdir? Geleceğe yönelik birçok cevaplanmamış soru, ancak bu ilk etapta neden yaptığımızla ilgili harika bir genel bakış.
Compelling!
I found this book interesting, but dreary.
Of the Ackroyd novels I have read, this is both the most ambitious and the most severly flawed. Of the three stars I gave, two are for the immensely beautiful language that both soars poetic and chants in a trance-inducing way. The framing story is decent and has its heart in a good place. But the clou of the novel, Tim's many dream travels into English art and litterature, is a pretty unstable device and often disrupts the flow of the human story. I know Dickens and Defoe well enough to enjoy the dream sequences (and I adore William Byrd's music), but Ackroyd simply pushes the envelope too far when he forces me to sit through an enraptured lecture on English 18th century landscape painters. And the "Albion awake!" poem pushed me over the cliff for good. In moments like those, the novel comes disturbingly close to a brand of nationalist-mystical flag-waving we can do without. But three out of five I gave it, if only to say I enjoyed Tim and his father's strange tale and the boldness of the book's scope and the glories of its language.
I started Book 6 and did not feel like I read #5, but I have, about 2 years ago. I even own it. So I'm re-reading it so I can move on in the series. Oh, brain cells, I do miss you...
I started this and painfully read 80 pages and bagged it - life's too short. Every time I sat down to read I fell asleep within a few minutes, just didn't grab me. I could have written this myself - not worth the time. The characters were simple and the story predictable.
Hmmmm...