by Lawrence LaRose ‧ RELEASE DATE: June 1, 2004
The word “fiasco” doesn’t begin to meet the specs, but you have to admire LaRose for admitting it all.
A Dumpster’s worth of grief and sarcasm, beveled by a strong dose of humor, accompanies this home-renovation tale from hell.
It’s Long Island’s East End, the land of swank, where LaRose (The Code, not reviewed) and his wife have just bought a fixer-upper. The couple’s bank balance does not place them among the fabulously wealthy; in fact, they’re not even solvent, as LaRose has just lost his job, and his wife works for a nonprofit organization. This adds a pleasing reality check to the proceedings, since they can’t simply throw bottomless gobs of capital into “the innumerable charms of this small cape. Innumerable because there are none.” The house is not just a fixer-upper; it’s a dump—or, in LaRose's decorous language, a “shit heap.” It requires not so much renovation as demolition, and so the wrecking starts, both of the house and of the marriage. The newly unemployed homeowner decides to merge his dual needs, acquiring a paying job and the promise of construction know-how simultaneously when he fakes his way into employment with the area’s contractors, who are desperate for manpower. LaRose works hard to keep the reader’s funny bone tickled, sometimes going too far with the “cat puke” Formica and “kiddy-porn grade wood paneling.” Mostly, however, he deftly nails the absurdities both of working on the house (“Home Depot will show you in 4,000 cavernous aisles just how unalterably Other your significant other really is”) and of learning a trade on the fly (at one point he puts a circular power saw down, “forgetting that blade guard is jammed open. Its teeth dig into the plywood flooring, and the saw tears around my feet like a scorpion”). Yet he hangs in like a hero out of Kafka.
The word “fiasco” doesn’t begin to meet the specs, but you have to admire LaRose for admitting it all.Pub Date: June 1, 2004
ISBN: 1-58234-392-6
Page Count: 256
Publisher: Bloomsbury
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: April 1, 2004
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by Paul Kalanithi ‧ RELEASE DATE: Jan. 19, 2016
A moving meditation on mortality by a gifted writer whose dual perspectives of physician and patient provide a singular...
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A neurosurgeon with a passion for literature tragically finds his perfect subject after his diagnosis of terminal lung cancer.
Writing isn’t brain surgery, but it’s rare when someone adept at the latter is also so accomplished at the former. Searching for meaning and purpose in his life, Kalanithi pursued a doctorate in literature and had felt certain that he wouldn’t enter the field of medicine, in which his father and other members of his family excelled. “But I couldn’t let go of the question,” he writes, after realizing that his goals “didn’t quite fit in an English department.” “Where did biology, morality, literature and philosophy intersect?” So he decided to set aside his doctoral dissertation and belatedly prepare for medical school, which “would allow me a chance to find answers that are not in books, to find a different sort of sublime, to forge relationships with the suffering, and to keep following the question of what makes human life meaningful, even in the face of death and decay.” The author’s empathy undoubtedly made him an exceptional doctor, and the precision of his prose—as well as the moral purpose underscoring it—suggests that he could have written a good book on any subject he chose. Part of what makes this book so essential is the fact that it was written under a death sentence following the diagnosis that upended his life, just as he was preparing to end his residency and attract offers at the top of his profession. Kalanithi learned he might have 10 years to live or perhaps five. Should he return to neurosurgery (he could and did), or should he write (he also did)? Should he and his wife have a baby? They did, eight months before he died, which was less than two years after the original diagnosis. “The fact of death is unsettling,” he understates. “Yet there is no other way to live.”
A moving meditation on mortality by a gifted writer whose dual perspectives of physician and patient provide a singular clarity.Pub Date: Jan. 19, 2016
ISBN: 978-0-8129-8840-6
Page Count: 248
Publisher: Random House
Review Posted Online: Sept. 29, 2015
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Oct. 15, 2015
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by Chris Gardner with Quincy Troupe ‧ RELEASE DATE: June 1, 2006
Well-told and admonitory.
Young-rags-to-mature-riches memoir by broker and motivational speaker Gardner.
Born and raised in the Milwaukee ghetto, the author pulled himself up from considerable disadvantage. He was fatherless, and his adored mother wasn’t always around; once, as a child, he spied her at a family funeral accompanied by a prison guard. When beautiful, evanescent Moms was there, Chris also had to deal with Freddie “I ain’t your goddamn daddy!” Triplett, one of the meanest stepfathers in recent literature. Chris did “the dozens” with the homies, boosted a bit and in the course of youthful adventure was raped. His heroes were Miles Davis, James Brown and Muhammad Ali. Meanwhile, at the behest of Moms, he developed a fondness for reading. He joined the Navy and became a medic (preparing badass Marines for proctology), and a proficient lab technician. Moving up in San Francisco, married and then divorced, he sold medical supplies. He was recruited as a trainee at Dean Witter just around the time he became a homeless single father. All his belongings in a shopping cart, Gardner sometimes slept with his young son at the office (apparently undiscovered by the night cleaning crew). The two also frequently bedded down in a public restroom. After Gardner’s talents were finally appreciated by the firm of Bear Stearns, his American Dream became real. He got the cool duds, hot car and fine ladies so coveted from afar back in the day. He even had a meeting with Nelson Mandela. Through it all, he remained a prideful parent. His own no-daddy blues are gone now.
Well-told and admonitory.Pub Date: June 1, 2006
ISBN: 0-06-074486-3
Page Count: 320
Publisher: Amistad/HarperCollins
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 15, 2006
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