by Pete Fromm ‧ RELEASE DATE: Oct. 1, 2003
Not a bad soap opera, some nicely drawn characters and a sharp bitter edge, but rambling: takes much too long to cut to the...
Coming-of-age tale by second-novelist Fromm (How All This Started, 2000, etc.), this about the rocky adolescence of a feisty Montana girl with an absent dad and floozy mom.
Lucy Diamond, a high-school freshman, has just overdosed on her own hormones and is intent on getting whatever she can out of life as soon as she possibly can. She has a boyfriend named Kenny, a nice enough kid who lives with his divorced mother and sees his own father even less than Lucy sees hers. He takes—or, rather, he’s offered—Lucy’s virginity, but theirs is more an alliance of kindred souls than of ardent lovers. Both are equally disillusioned with their parents, who seem entirely incapable of offering anything remotely resembling a good example to their children: Lucy’s father lives on the road and thinks his responsibilities to his wife and daughter can be fulfilled with a regular check in the mail; Lucy’s mother lectures her daughter about venereal diseases while seeing other men on the sly, and Kenny’s father is a drunk. Kenny’s mother freaks when she discovers that Lucy and her son are having sex, and she connives to have Kenny’s custody transferred to his father to get him away from her. Disgusted and vaguely heartbroken, Lucy responds to Kenny’s exile by sleeping with the first boy she can find—and, no surprise, he turns out to be an insensitive thug. Eventually, fate deals her the kindest hand possible under the circumstances when her mother abandons her to run off to Mexico with some guy while Lucy’s father is in Canada. Left on her own, Lucy begins to take some responsibility for her life. Too bad she couldn’t give lessons to the grownups.
Not a bad soap opera, some nicely drawn characters and a sharp bitter edge, but rambling: takes much too long to cut to the chase.Pub Date: Oct. 1, 2003
ISBN: 0-312-30775-6
Page Count: 400
Publisher: Picador
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Sept. 1, 2003
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by George Orwell ‧ RELEASE DATE: Aug. 26, 1946
A modern day fable, with modern implications in a deceiving simplicity, by the author of Dickens. Dali and Others (Reynal & Hitchcock, p. 138), whose critical brilliance is well adapted to this type of satire. This tells of the revolt on a farm, against humans, when the pigs take over the intellectual superiority, training the horses, cows, sheep, etc., into acknowledging their greatness. The first hints come with the reading out of a pig who instigated the building of a windmill, so that the electric power would be theirs, the idea taken over by Napoleon who becomes topman with no maybes about it. Napoleon trains the young puppies to be his guards, dickers with humans, gradually instigates a reign of terror, and breaks the final commandment against any animal walking on two legs. The old faithful followers find themselves no better off for food and work than they were when man ruled them, learn their final disgrace when they see Napoleon and Squealer carousing with their enemies... A basic statement of the evils of dictatorship in that it not only corrupts the leaders, but deadens the intelligence and awareness of those led so that tyranny is inevitable. Mr. Orwell's animals exist in their own right, with a narrative as individual as it is apt in political parody.
Pub Date: Aug. 26, 1946
ISBN: 0452277507
Page Count: 114
Publisher: Harcourt, Brace
Review Posted Online: Nov. 2, 2011
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Aug. 1, 1946
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by Genki Kawamura ; translated by Eric Selland ‧ RELEASE DATE: March 12, 2019
Jonathan Livingston Kitty, it’s not.
A lonely postman learns that he’s about to die—and reflects on life as he bargains with a Hawaiian-shirt–wearing devil.
The 30-year-old first-person narrator in filmmaker/novelist Kawamura’s slim novel is, by his own admission, “boring…a monotone guy,” so unimaginative that, when he learns he has a brain tumor, the bucket list he writes down is dull enough that “even the cat looked disgusted with me.” Luckily—or maybe not—a friendly devil, dubbed Aloha, pops onto the scene, and he’s willing to make a deal: an extra day of life in exchange for being allowed to remove something pleasant from the world. The first thing excised is phones, which goes well enough. (The narrator is pleasantly surprised to find that “people seemed to have no problem finding something to fill up their free time.”) But deals with the devil do have a way of getting complicated. This leads to shallow musings (“Sometimes, when you rewatch a film after not having seen it for a long time, it makes a totally different impression on you than it did the first time you saw it. Of course, the movie hasn’t changed; it’s you who’s changed") written in prose so awkward, it’s possibly satire (“Tears dripped down onto the letter like warm, salty drops of rain”). Even the postman’s beloved cat, who gains the power of speech, ends up being prim and annoying. The narrator ponders feelings about a lost love, his late mother, and his estranged father in a way that some readers might find moving at times. But for many, whatever made this book a bestseller in Japan is going to be lost in translation.
Jonathan Livingston Kitty, it’s not.Pub Date: March 12, 2019
ISBN: 978-1-250-29405-0
Page Count: 176
Publisher: Flatiron Books
Review Posted Online: Feb. 16, 2019
Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 1, 2019
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