I hope you’ve liked my reviews, apart from Lou, under sufferance I bet you’re the only one who reads them :) and maybe ;)
So today is when the cynical miserable thoughts can be published. I’m actually a billion times better at slagging off books if anything so today, ‘My Least Favourite Book’ has been highly anticipated.
Of all the books in the world, I narrowed it down to 3.
Forced to read in Year 7 or 8. It’s pretty uneventful. Shit house, weird friends, absolute bloody freak in this garage at the bottom of the shit house’s garden. But there’s so many parts of this book I don’t like/get/care about.
How the father never found out his only son befriended a half dead angel maniac who was hiding in their garden I don’t know. I hate it mostly because it was compulsory reading and in general, its not the most engaging thing I’ve ever read.
2. Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold.
So unbelievably miserable. If you enjoy reading books from the saddest murkiest depths of literature this is the perfect book for you. I understand every now and then unpleasent topics have to be dealt with, but this book made me want to die. I hate the fact that nothing is really resolved, her mother and father’s marraige disintergrates, as her time goes on in the ‘Inbetween’ it just gets more miserable and if I was given a chance to go back to Earth briefly, I’d see my family, my friends, not through another girls body have sex with this boy I hardly know. She could’ve told them who killed her. She sort of gets justice, but still.
I don’t really like it at all, I know she was trying to deal with a very upsetting topic and obviously the murder of a young girl isn’t pleasent, but it was so gloomy and melancholy for me to read it again. It played on my mind for weeks after in a more haunting fashion, than a book so deeply impacting I couldn’t get it out of my mind.
3. The Slap - Christos Tsiolkas
All through reading this I kept waiting for the turning point where the book went from dreary unrelated insights into promiscuous characters lives to any proper realisation of ‘The Slap’. I didn’t warm to any of the characters, don’t understand why all the characters got their own seperate chapters to witter on about their sex lives and pretty much anything except what had actually happened. Plus, I was so confused, I even had to make a family tree so I knew how the characters knew each other. I just don’t understand it. None of the chapters had any resolving in them and all the characters got on my nerves. That was almost a week and half of my life I’ll never get back.
Rant over.
