by Steve Eubanks ‧ RELEASE DATE: April 1, 2010
A mildly interesting though dubious, discursive account of one of modern golf’s pioneers.
The story of J. Douglas Edgar (1884–1921), inventor of the modern golf swing and a rising star before his untimely death, the victim of what newspaper heir Comer Howell and others believed was murder.
Edgar was found bleeding in an Atlanta street and died moments later. Eubanks (Golf Freek: One Man’s Quest to Play As Many Rounds of Golf As Possible. For Free., 2007, etc.) tells how Howell and some co-workers came upon the dying golfer and how, despite some odd circumstances surrounding his death, many people quickly concluded that Edgar was the victim of a hit-and-run auto accident. The book then alternates between an account of Howell’s involvement in the unfolding investigation of Edgar’s death and the story of Edgar’s life, from his early struggles in golf to his rise to prominence after inventing “the movement” that is considered the modern golf swing. Armed with archival material, family lore and notes from a veteran reporter friend who wrote about Edgar 40 years ago, Eubanks creates highly detailed scenes of his two protagonists’ lives. After some erratic performances on the course, writes the author, Edgar said to his assistant, “let’s gan straight up to me room an’ you can have a look at the way I’m swingin’ the cloob. It seems every bloody iron shot’s gannin left o’ the green.” The invented dialogue often makes the narrative read like a novel. Though the author notes that he relied on diaries, letters and transcripts when possible, and on family history elsewhere, he admits that “how accurate those conversations are after ninety years of retelling is anybody’s guess.” Readers who can tolerate periodic detours into tangential topics like World War I and Howell family history may find the book diverting on a rainy afternoon.
A mildly interesting though dubious, discursive account of one of modern golf’s pioneers.Pub Date: April 1, 2010
ISBN: 978-0-345-51081-5
Page Count: 256
Publisher: ESPN Books/Ballantine
Review Posted Online: Jan. 19, 2011
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 15, 2010
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by Elie Wiesel & translated by Marion Wiesel ‧ RELEASE DATE: Jan. 16, 2006
The author's youthfulness helps to assure the inevitable comparison with the Anne Frank diary although over and above the...
Elie Wiesel spent his early years in a small Transylvanian town as one of four children.
He was the only one of the family to survive what Francois Maurois, in his introduction, calls the "human holocaust" of the persecution of the Jews, which began with the restrictions, the singularization of the yellow star, the enclosure within the ghetto, and went on to the mass deportations to the ovens of Auschwitz and Buchenwald. There are unforgettable and horrifying scenes here in this spare and sombre memoir of this experience of the hanging of a child, of his first farewell with his father who leaves him an inheritance of a knife and a spoon, and of his last goodbye at Buchenwald his father's corpse is already cold let alone the long months of survival under unconscionable conditions.
Pub Date: Jan. 16, 2006
ISBN: 0374500010
Page Count: 120
Publisher: Hill & Wang
Review Posted Online: Oct. 7, 2011
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 15, 2006
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by Jon Krakauer ‧ RELEASE DATE: Jan. 1, 1996
A wonderful page-turner written with humility, immediacy, and great style. Nothing came cheap and easy to McCandless, nor...
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The excruciating story of a young man on a quest for knowledge and experience, a search that eventually cooked his goose, told with the flair of a seasoned investigative reporter by Outside magazine contributing editor Krakauer (Eiger Dreams, 1990).
Chris McCandless loved the road, the unadorned life, the Tolstoyan call to asceticism. After graduating college, he took off on another of his long destinationless journeys, this time cutting all contact with his family and changing his name to Alex Supertramp. He was a gent of strong opinions, and he shared them with those he met: "You must lose your inclination for monotonous security and adopt a helter-skelter style of life''; "be nomadic.'' Ultimately, in 1992, his terms got him into mortal trouble when he ran up against something—the Alaskan wild—that didn't give a hoot about Supertramp's worldview; his decomposed corpse was found 16 weeks after he entered the bush. Many people felt McCandless was just a hubris-laden jerk with a death wish (he had discarded his map before going into the wild and brought no food but a bag of rice). Krakauer thought not. Admitting an interest that bordered on obsession, he dug deep into McCandless's life. He found a willful, reckless, moody boyhood; an ugly little secret that sundered the relationship between father and son; a moral absolutism that agitated the young man's soul and drove him to extremes; but he was no more a nutcase than other pilgrims. Writing in supple, electric prose, Krakauer tries to make sense of McCandless (while scrupulously avoiding off-the-rack psychoanalysis): his risky behavior and the rites associated with it, his asceticism, his love of wide open spaces, the flights of his soul.
Pub Date: Jan. 1, 1996
ISBN: 0-679-42850-X
Page Count: 320
Publisher: Villard
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Oct. 15, 1995
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