De Saunders, me fascina su estilo naiff tan cargado de mala leche, como plasma con una sencillez extraordinaria, con una engañosa inocencia, el lugar al que nos dirigimos o peor aun, el lugar donde ya estamos en cuanto a relaciones laborales, sociales o familiares, consiguiendo que te conmuevas ante los patéticos hechos y los grotescos personajes que pueblan sus mundos y que, al mismo tiempo, te indignes ante lo que son, lo que suponen y la verdad que encierran. Delidolu ekibinin yazarın başka kitaplarını da dilimize kazandıracağını düşünüyorum. Somehow, I was able to accept an aunt back from the dead, a ghost family, and a seminar where they tell you to ditch loved ones if they are bringing you down. In fact, they are all quite recognizable because of their very human desires. She becomes what is needed to potentially get the family members to want something more than what is given to them. First off, I personally found the seminar really strange.
Everyone is entitled to believe their own gender expressions and is not required to believe or follow what Saunders has to say. The motley characters Saunders sets loose in this world can only feed on a fatally placeless, ersatz approximation of history. By the end of each story, I know everything about these characters from careers, future ambitions, and religious viewers. No one in our world would kill a kid for threatening someone with a butter knife. These parts are really funny and sharp. Carvalho do mar: 3,5 estrelas. Within the humor and absurdities is the real heart of the story: a dysfunctional poor family that realizes it needs to get its act together.
I certainly felt sorry for the narrator at the end. Em co Winky: 3 estrelas. Saunders'tan Türkçe olarak okuduğum 4. Yazarın ödül aldığı Aralığın Onu ise maalesef bu 4 kitap arasında en sonuncu olmaya devam ediyor. It's so strange that it makes me curious enough to give them a reread at some point, despite the less than flattering description I've just given. We have the perfectly dysfunctional family that is able to stay in one piece due to Aunt Bernie and her organized ways.
But before long, Aunt Bernie has tottered out of her grave and returns to her living-room couch to reclaim her place at the head of the family. Again I say, a butter knife, really? You need to build up to maximum weirdness levels. Bei allem Witz bleibt ein bitterer Nachgeschmack. If you're going to pick up your first Saunders book soon, go ahead and pick up the newest, Tenth of December, because it's just as good as all the others and particularly easy to find right now; but I also encourage you to dig deeper into this remarkable author's career, and to see just how far he'll pull you into the murky depths of ambiguous morality before coming bobbing back to the surface. Only the novella-length title story echoes the futuristic feel of CivilWarLand, featuring a theme park complete with a live-caveman display.
And a bit cumbersome, too. He brings the reader in by introducing us to very human situations. I would call it experimental fiction at its finest. His main point of contention with the modern world is the reckless hammer of Capitalism, an easy target to be sure, but that is arguably all the more reason to call it into question. De todos os contos que compõem este livro foi o que gostei menos.
You browse around the store looking for a bottle of something called David Foster Wallace that wa Imagine for a moment that you go into the up-scale liquor store around the block that is celebrated city-wide for its fabulous wine selection. The Prodigal Son here is a power-dreamer, who goes to self-help seminars, who imagines a life with Jaguars, walking around with a riding crop. Pastoralia is a collection of six short stories, and they are some of the weirdest, bleakest, and most well-written ones I've ever encountered. There are details as well that help Saunders get away with stories like this. We watch this mans life fall apart until he becomes one of the ghosts of the theme park. Anonymous George Saunders has been my favorite writer so far. Those of you who have no need to be worried should not in the least be worried.
. I could read George Saunders for hours, easily. Eventually, she expires again, leaving the unnamed narrator to ponder the meaning of it all. And you try to think about that night on your drive home because it's that same friend with the alligator skin wallet that is coming over for dinner tonight with his wife and you remember how he plays golf with your boss and this is an important event to get right. Bu sırada kitabı elinizden bırakamayacaksınız.
The tone of this story is what really gets me. I haven't yet totally over-analyzed what my attraction to certain uses of facades and replicas is all about yet but I guess it might just have something to do with fond childhood memories of visiting museums and being enthralled by the displays of animals and humans, made to be lifelike but frozen into place behind glass. The stories are often freakish and bizarre, filled with satire sharp enough to draw blood and a bleak view of American society. And your wife brings out the entree and you bring out the wine and everyone digs in and finds it delicious. Man, these stories are well-written. Insomma, nonostante tutto — ad esempio Pastoralia, il racconto che apre il libro, mi è sembrato macchinoso, rivolto unicamente a mostrare una industrializzazione paradossale, ma possibile, e distante da un certo trasporto emotivo — la raccolta è assolutamente da leggere.