Showing posts with label Fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fiction. Show all posts

Friday, August 22, 2008

A LITTE RESPITE

Well, I'm still between books. Fiction that is. While, for the time being, I don't have as much time to read something seriously I have not abandoned books altogether.

I have looked at stacks of crochet books. Learned new patters, stitches, etc. 

I found an old Spanish 3 high school text book at the jail library and have been using it for a little refresher in my spare time at work. 

Gotta go, more later.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

I Will Persevere !!

This is just a quick update to let you know that I  am still alive. I haven't posted any new reviews in a while and I wanted to share the reason why:  I'm currently reading Anna Karenina and that book is slowly killing me. 

Don't get me wrong, I'm enjoying it. It's lengthy, some 900+ pages, detailed and has multiple plot lines to play around with, yet it is some of the slowest reading I have subjected myself to in a long time. So, I just wanted to say that I will get through the book eventually. However, when a story and the actual reading moves that slowly, I often read a couple other books  at the same time, as well. I may have diverted slightly, but I will return to Anna shortly and hopefully I can finish it before the summer is over. 

Anna... is supposed to be one of the greatest love stories of our time. I will see her through. 

Monday, March 10, 2008

Bored to Death?


The Flanders Panel
-Arturo Perez-Reverte

In the realm of literary mystery, Perez-Reverte provides a modern, sophisticated and unfortunately shallow look at art, history, mystery and the prototypes of the business.

I chose this novel randomly after studiously perusing the shelves of Barnes and Noble for a smart, interesting mystery. I was tempted to go with a traditional Agatha Christie or Janet Evanovich, but I opted for the quasi DaVinci Code read alike.

The premise is a painting with three subjects and an unfinished game of chess set in the 15th century. Julia, art restorer and protagonist uncovers the real mystery of this painting, an unsolved murder and the unlikely murderer. Soon enough a 20th century game of chess begins and she becomes a living piece on the chessboard.

While the mystery is seemingly interesting in the beginning, shortly enough the plot becomes a mess of poorly orchestrated chess plays and a set of characters that are clunky and pretentious.

Despite the bland plot it is the stereotypical characters that really disappoint. There’s the flaming homosexual, the older, slutty crack addict and the beautiful, independent, single and searching, protagonist. None of these characters would ever associate with each other in real life and I was appalled at the casual use of heroine and alcohol by the cast.

The novel gets two thumbs down from this reader. If this is what “literary” mysteries are all about, I’ll stick to M.E. Braddon or Agatha Christie.

Note: I read the Publisher’s Weekly review after I wrote this and while theirs may be a little more eloquent, I’m glad to see that we’re eerily on the same page.
http://www.amazon.com/Flanders-Panel-Arturo-Perez-Reverte/dp/0553377868