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Here I Am
欧宝娱乐 Choice Award
Nominee for Readers' Favorite Fiction (2016)A monumental new novel from the bestselling author of Everything Is Illuminated and Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
In the book of Genesis, when God calls out, 鈥淎braham!鈥� to order him to sacrifice his son Isaac, Abraham responds, 鈥淗ere I am.鈥� Later, when Isaac calls out, 鈥淢y father!鈥� to ask him why there is no animal to slaughter, Abraham responds, 鈥淗ere I am.鈥�
How do we fulfill our conflicting duties as father, husband, and son; wife and mother; child and adult? Jew and American? How can we claim our own identities when our lives are linked so closely to others鈥�? These are the questions at the heart of Jonathan Safran Foer鈥檚 first novel in eleven years--a work of extraordinary scope and heartbreaking intimacy.
Unfolding over four tumultuous weeks, in present-day Washington, D.C., Here I Am is the story of a fracturing family in a moment of crisis. As Jacob and Julia and their three sons are forced to confront the distances between the lives they think they want and the lives they are living, a catastrophic earthquake sets in motion a quickly escalating conflict in the Middle East. At stake is the very meaning of home--and the fundamental question of how much life one can bear.
Showcasing the same high-energy inventiveness, hilarious irreverence, and emotional urgency that readers and critics loved in his earlier work, Here I Am is Foer鈥檚 most searching, hard-hitting, and grandly entertaining novel yet. It not only confirms Foer鈥檚 stature as a dazzling literary talent but reveals a mature novelist who has fully come into his own as one of the most important writers of his generation.
In the book of Genesis, when God calls out, 鈥淎braham!鈥� to order him to sacrifice his son Isaac, Abraham responds, 鈥淗ere I am.鈥� Later, when Isaac calls out, 鈥淢y father!鈥� to ask him why there is no animal to slaughter, Abraham responds, 鈥淗ere I am.鈥�
How do we fulfill our conflicting duties as father, husband, and son; wife and mother; child and adult? Jew and American? How can we claim our own identities when our lives are linked so closely to others鈥�? These are the questions at the heart of Jonathan Safran Foer鈥檚 first novel in eleven years--a work of extraordinary scope and heartbreaking intimacy.
Unfolding over four tumultuous weeks, in present-day Washington, D.C., Here I Am is the story of a fracturing family in a moment of crisis. As Jacob and Julia and their three sons are forced to confront the distances between the lives they think they want and the lives they are living, a catastrophic earthquake sets in motion a quickly escalating conflict in the Middle East. At stake is the very meaning of home--and the fundamental question of how much life one can bear.
Showcasing the same high-energy inventiveness, hilarious irreverence, and emotional urgency that readers and critics loved in his earlier work, Here I Am is Foer鈥檚 most searching, hard-hitting, and grandly entertaining novel yet. It not only confirms Foer鈥檚 stature as a dazzling literary talent but reveals a mature novelist who has fully come into his own as one of the most important writers of his generation.
592 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 2016
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68听books14.3k听followersJonathan Safran Foer is the author of two bestselling, award-winning novels, Everything Is Illuminated and Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, and a bestselling work of nonfiction, Eating Animals. He lives in Brooklyn, New York.
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October 23, 2019
"Here I Am", is one of those type of books that is likely to receive every possible rating......depending on the readers perspective. Readers can easily justify their options, positive or negative.
Rather than get tangled with debates about this novel--controversy chit chat....
These are 'my' suggestions ---[take them or leave them]---if on the fence about reading this book.
If not clear:
Good reasons 'not' to read this novel:
......unrefined and vulgar dialogue
......off-putting characters are off-putting to 'you'.
......Graphic sex descriptions might have you shaking your head.
......If you already know you can't stand reading authors such as Jonathan Franzen,
Philip Roth, or Shalom Auslander...then you might not like this book either.
Good reasons 'to' read this novel:
......You love Philip Roth, Jonathan Franzen, and Shalom Auslander
......You are a fan of painfully hilarious profound observations.
......American-Jewish upper middle class contemporary family stories get your juices going. Off-putting characters are part of your DNA so much you love them: ( feels familiar).
....... You love witty, intelligent, reflective, articulate, screwed-up characters
.......You enjoy reading sentences and dialogue that not only make you pause--you
'must' re-read them -and discussions about them excite you. You know your partner will get a thrill out of the book, too ( half the fun is reading parts together)...even if "shaking your head"...."ITS SO WRONG", Paul says... Then laughs - He loves it!
......You simply enjoy devilishly funny 'taboo' fiction
.......You don't offend easily.
.......Quick & pretentious dialogue 'some-how' feels satisfying
......A part of you likes frustrated aloof pathetic personalities in novels.
......You're willing to invest your time with a hefty 600 page book. --- KNOWING NOT ALL OF IT IS GOING TO HOLD UP TO A 5 star rating... ( you can 'feel' the downhill slide coming)
Jacob and Julie are the parents of three boys: Sam, Max, and Benji.
Sam is in Bar Mitzvah preparations at the beginning of the book. He's accused of
a 'NO-NO' in Hebrew school. His 'crime' is bad enough that both parents are called in to speak to the Rabbi. Sam says he didn't do 'the naughty crime'. Jacob believes him- Julie doesn't. Much friction continues - at home - around whether or not Sam is guilty or innocent.
Problems are beginning to surface in Jacob and Julie's marriage also. The kids notice- everyone is observant in this family - even the youngest peanut of a child.
The grandparents and great-grandpa, ( Holocaust survivor), are all involved....( everyone has an opinion).....
In the meantime Sam doesn't want to have his damn Bar Mitzvah.
Here's Sam's first Torah commentary: -part of it- ITS ACTUALLY MUCH LONGER: 3 LONG PAGES...( this is only the first paragraph)...
"It is with a sense of history and extreme annoyance that I stand at this bimah today,
prepared to fulfill the so-called right of passage into adulthood, whatever that is. I want to thank Cantor Fleischman, for helping transform me, over the past half year, into a Jewish automaton. On the extreme off chance that I remember any of this a year from now, I still won't know what it means, and for that I am grateful. I also wish to thank Rabbi Singer, who is a sulfuric acid enema. My only living great grandparent is Isaac Bloch. My dad said that I had to go through with this for him, something my great grandfather has never, himself, asked of me. There are things he 'has' asked, like not to be forced to move into a Jewish Home. My family cares very much about caring for him, but not enough to actually care, and I didn't understand a word that my chanting today, but I understand that. I want to thank my grandparents Irv and Deborah Boch, for being inspirations in my life and always urging me to try a little harder, dig a little bit deeper, become rich, and say whatever I want whenever I feel like it. Also my grandparents Allen and Leah Selma, who live in Florida, and who's mortal status I am only aware of thanks to the Hanukkah and birthday checks that haven't been adjusted for cost-of-living increases since my birth. I want to thank my brothers Benji and Max, for requiring great portions of my parents attention. I cannot imagine surviving and existence in which I bore the undivided brunt of their love".
THE SPEECH CONTINUES .....could give a Rabbi a heart attack!
As we can see-- Sam is not just a rebellious, aloof, young teenage kid---his speech expresses anger, frustration, and sadness. --even some 'truth'.
He's not the only one breaking down. Jacob and Julie's are splitting at the seams - plus, there is a major earthquake disaster in the Middle East... which becomes the fuel for "The Destruction of Israel". [This is that downhill slide in the book I was talking about]
The first half of the book which focuses on the Bloch family is stronger than when the story shifts to theology- Israel - and politics -"The war of God against the enemies of God will end in triumph!" Oh vey! I wasn't sure what the hell to make of this section.
I clearly chose to read this 'hefty book'. The parts I loved...I LOVED A LOT!!!
The parts I didn't care for-- I didn't feel emotionally connected.... or particularly understand.
I enjoyed the FAMILY STORY... and brilliant witty dialogue! Great humor. Overall - at least 50% of this novel was OUTLANDISH!!!
---The other 50% wasn't 'as' exciting... but I let it sly....( and made Paul read it)... BAD WIFE AS I am... ( made him explain it to me). The later part was still mumble jumble...
HOWEVER....
I LOVE WHAT I LOVED!!! ... and THAT my friends was good enough for me!!!
So, definitely not for everyone....yet - for me - I'm glad I read it. I don't think I'll forget Jacob, Julie, Sam, Max, Benji, and even the dog Argus! :) I liked this family - pimples and all!
As for our author, Jonathan Safran Foer: I'm aware of the street talk about him. I'm not completely na茂ve--( well sometimes) I've yet to read one review or utube or interview --- I've stayed away. Now that I 'have' read it... I'll explore a little - read what others have to say.
Me: I have NO PROBLEM with Foer as an author or a human being. As an author....I'm more than 'ok' with him.
I used to say, (shhhh), that he and Nicole Krauss, where the hottest, most attractive brilliant couple - of authors around. I wanted to know them both - hang with them both.... ( just a groupie- book reading crush fantasy)....
I only 'heard' through the grapevine, that he and Nicole split. This makes me a little sad! I wish them both the best!
Rather than get tangled with debates about this novel--controversy chit chat....
These are 'my' suggestions ---[take them or leave them]---if on the fence about reading this book.
If not clear:
Good reasons 'not' to read this novel:
......unrefined and vulgar dialogue
......off-putting characters are off-putting to 'you'.
......Graphic sex descriptions might have you shaking your head.
......If you already know you can't stand reading authors such as Jonathan Franzen,
Philip Roth, or Shalom Auslander...then you might not like this book either.
Good reasons 'to' read this novel:
......You love Philip Roth, Jonathan Franzen, and Shalom Auslander
......You are a fan of painfully hilarious profound observations.
......American-Jewish upper middle class contemporary family stories get your juices going. Off-putting characters are part of your DNA so much you love them: ( feels familiar).
....... You love witty, intelligent, reflective, articulate, screwed-up characters
.......You enjoy reading sentences and dialogue that not only make you pause--you
'must' re-read them -and discussions about them excite you. You know your partner will get a thrill out of the book, too ( half the fun is reading parts together)...even if "shaking your head"...."ITS SO WRONG", Paul says... Then laughs - He loves it!
......You simply enjoy devilishly funny 'taboo' fiction
.......You don't offend easily.
.......Quick & pretentious dialogue 'some-how' feels satisfying
......A part of you likes frustrated aloof pathetic personalities in novels.
......You're willing to invest your time with a hefty 600 page book. --- KNOWING NOT ALL OF IT IS GOING TO HOLD UP TO A 5 star rating... ( you can 'feel' the downhill slide coming)
Jacob and Julie are the parents of three boys: Sam, Max, and Benji.
Sam is in Bar Mitzvah preparations at the beginning of the book. He's accused of
a 'NO-NO' in Hebrew school. His 'crime' is bad enough that both parents are called in to speak to the Rabbi. Sam says he didn't do 'the naughty crime'. Jacob believes him- Julie doesn't. Much friction continues - at home - around whether or not Sam is guilty or innocent.
Problems are beginning to surface in Jacob and Julie's marriage also. The kids notice- everyone is observant in this family - even the youngest peanut of a child.
The grandparents and great-grandpa, ( Holocaust survivor), are all involved....( everyone has an opinion).....
In the meantime Sam doesn't want to have his damn Bar Mitzvah.
Here's Sam's first Torah commentary: -part of it- ITS ACTUALLY MUCH LONGER: 3 LONG PAGES...( this is only the first paragraph)...
"It is with a sense of history and extreme annoyance that I stand at this bimah today,
prepared to fulfill the so-called right of passage into adulthood, whatever that is. I want to thank Cantor Fleischman, for helping transform me, over the past half year, into a Jewish automaton. On the extreme off chance that I remember any of this a year from now, I still won't know what it means, and for that I am grateful. I also wish to thank Rabbi Singer, who is a sulfuric acid enema. My only living great grandparent is Isaac Bloch. My dad said that I had to go through with this for him, something my great grandfather has never, himself, asked of me. There are things he 'has' asked, like not to be forced to move into a Jewish Home. My family cares very much about caring for him, but not enough to actually care, and I didn't understand a word that my chanting today, but I understand that. I want to thank my grandparents Irv and Deborah Boch, for being inspirations in my life and always urging me to try a little harder, dig a little bit deeper, become rich, and say whatever I want whenever I feel like it. Also my grandparents Allen and Leah Selma, who live in Florida, and who's mortal status I am only aware of thanks to the Hanukkah and birthday checks that haven't been adjusted for cost-of-living increases since my birth. I want to thank my brothers Benji and Max, for requiring great portions of my parents attention. I cannot imagine surviving and existence in which I bore the undivided brunt of their love".
THE SPEECH CONTINUES .....could give a Rabbi a heart attack!
As we can see-- Sam is not just a rebellious, aloof, young teenage kid---his speech expresses anger, frustration, and sadness. --even some 'truth'.
He's not the only one breaking down. Jacob and Julie's are splitting at the seams - plus, there is a major earthquake disaster in the Middle East... which becomes the fuel for "The Destruction of Israel". [This is that downhill slide in the book I was talking about]
The first half of the book which focuses on the Bloch family is stronger than when the story shifts to theology- Israel - and politics -"The war of God against the enemies of God will end in triumph!" Oh vey! I wasn't sure what the hell to make of this section.
I clearly chose to read this 'hefty book'. The parts I loved...I LOVED A LOT!!!
The parts I didn't care for-- I didn't feel emotionally connected.... or particularly understand.
I enjoyed the FAMILY STORY... and brilliant witty dialogue! Great humor. Overall - at least 50% of this novel was OUTLANDISH!!!
---The other 50% wasn't 'as' exciting... but I let it sly....( and made Paul read it)... BAD WIFE AS I am... ( made him explain it to me). The later part was still mumble jumble...
HOWEVER....
I LOVE WHAT I LOVED!!! ... and THAT my friends was good enough for me!!!
So, definitely not for everyone....yet - for me - I'm glad I read it. I don't think I'll forget Jacob, Julie, Sam, Max, Benji, and even the dog Argus! :) I liked this family - pimples and all!
As for our author, Jonathan Safran Foer: I'm aware of the street talk about him. I'm not completely na茂ve--( well sometimes) I've yet to read one review or utube or interview --- I've stayed away. Now that I 'have' read it... I'll explore a little - read what others have to say.
Me: I have NO PROBLEM with Foer as an author or a human being. As an author....I'm more than 'ok' with him.
I used to say, (shhhh), that he and Nicole Krauss, where the hottest, most attractive brilliant couple - of authors around. I wanted to know them both - hang with them both.... ( just a groupie- book reading crush fantasy)....
I only 'heard' through the grapevine, that he and Nicole split. This makes me a little sad! I wish them both the best!
April 23, 2017
If you piled up all the novels which make excruciating forensic microscopic sorrowful comedy out of failing marriages you could make a new Watts Tower out of them, there are so many, and somebody should really do that as an ART STATEMENT, it鈥檚 like the default subject of the non-genre novel, and all the sharp witty short story writers do it too, and a lot of them are really good at it, I could give you a list of all these stories and novels about horrible relationships between men and women, it鈥檚 now become like THE NEWS, you know that when you watch THE NEWS all you see is BAD news, humans being disastrous to each other, so that nastiness and hatred seem like the norm of human behaviour, which is, actually, quite untrue. The nastiness in the news is there because it's rare and therefore news, but this of course makes nastiness the normal mode of news which gives the human race a terrible undeserved reputation. There's a whole lot of human marriages which are really NICE and nobody is mean and nobody cheats. But maybe that part of human life is considered not worth writing about and is relegated to the AND FINALLY section to leave you with a surprised expression right at the end of the tsunami of misery you have just been watching.
So maybe modern novelists should write about SOMETHING ELSE ALREADY, but I guess you wouldn鈥檛 tell an electric guitarist not to fire off another five minute solo just because there鈥檚 already been ten million five minute electric guitar solos already recorded and a further 5 billion played live, and many quite brilliant too, I鈥檓 sure you have your favourites, but the guy in your local rock band, he wants to do his 5 minute solo in the full knowledge that he is not Zoot Horn Rollo or Richard Thompson or Eddie Hazell. And here鈥檚 Jonathan Safran Foer with his five minute guitar solo on the subject of a failing marriage.
I knew that this novel takes some weird left-turns into geopolitics (the destruction by earthquake of the state of Israel) and I was keen to get to that bit but finally I COULDN鈥橳 TAKE IT ANYMORE, the whip-smart ultra-unrealistic sitcomlike relentless dialogue, most of this novel is dialogue, was like the death from a thousand cutting remarks, the floor was awash with my unlaughed laughter. I could see exactly what was supposed to be funny and moving, and the problem was that I smiled not nor twitched one empathetic eyebrow. Even when they are in TURMOIL about whether to off the family dog because it鈥檚 old and knackered and incontinent, I couldn鈥檛 give a monkey鈥檚. I was chanting KILL THE DOG, KILL THE DOG, LET鈥橲 MOVE ON. But for pages the dog remained unkilled. In fact the dog may be the only survivor of this novel, I don't know because I COULD NOT FINISH THIS.
There are three kids in this family, all ultra smart boys, and all nauseating. They鈥檙e like 12, 10 and 4 or something but have all read every pop psychology book and absorbed the full horror of the human condition.
Sam (aged 12) saw what they either couldn鈥檛 see or couldn鈥檛 allow themselves to see, and that only made him more pissed, because being less stupid than one鈥檚 parents is repulsive, like taking a gulp from a glass of milk that you thought was orange juice. Because he was less stupid than his parents, he knew it would one day be suggested to him that he wouldn鈥檛 have to choose [between the two parents], even though he would. He knew he would begin to lose the desire or ability to fake it in school, and his grades would roll down an inclined plane according to some formula he was supposed to be proficient with, and the expressions of his parents鈥� love would inflate in response to their sadness about his sadness
If you like that kind of stuff, you鈥檙e really in luck cause there are bucketfuls of it in this novel.
The only thing she hated more than feeling like she was feeling was sounding like she was sounding.
And
Marriage is the opposite of suicide, but is its only peer as a definitive act of will.
That鈥檚 the author being eyerollingly cute, but this is the wife in the middle of a furious row :
You want to want some kind of sexually supercharged life, but you actually want the gate-checked stroller, and the Aquaphor, and even your dessicated blowjobless existence, because it spares you worrying about erections.
I dunno, maybe some people come up with sentences like that stuffed with perfectly chosen biting adjectives in the heat of the moment, but if so I never met any of them (WHICH I AM PRETTY GLAD ABOUT), except in the pages of smart new novels about our CURRENT MALAISE. (Was there ever a malaiseless time? No? How about a rose without thorns? No also? Huh, what a planet.)
A conversation between Sam and the girl he likes :
Billie took out the generic, lamer-than-an-adult-on-a-scooter tablet her parents got her for Christmas鈥� she loaded a new video and said 鈥淐heck out the syphilis on this guinea pig.鈥�
鈥淚 think that鈥檚 a hamster.鈥�
鈥淵ou鈥檙e missing the genital sores for the trees.鈥�
鈥淚 hate to sound like my dad, but isn鈥檛 it insane that we have access to this shit?鈥�
鈥淚t鈥檚 not insane, it鈥檚 the world.鈥�
鈥淲ell then. Isn鈥檛 the world insane?鈥�
鈥淒efinitionally, it can鈥檛 be. Insane is what other people are.鈥�
鈥淚 really, really like how you think.鈥�
鈥淚 really, really like that you would say that.鈥�
Okay, sick bag, sick bag, NO MORE OF THAT! I don鈥檛 have to take it any more! I realized nobody is paying me for this, in some unexplained fit of wanting to read a big much praised modern novel which wasn鈥檛 by Jonathan Franzen, I appear to have volunteered for this one so I only have myself to blame. As every single character in this novel would put it, definitionally, I鈥檓 sad about the sadness I鈥檓 not happy about.
So maybe modern novelists should write about SOMETHING ELSE ALREADY, but I guess you wouldn鈥檛 tell an electric guitarist not to fire off another five minute solo just because there鈥檚 already been ten million five minute electric guitar solos already recorded and a further 5 billion played live, and many quite brilliant too, I鈥檓 sure you have your favourites, but the guy in your local rock band, he wants to do his 5 minute solo in the full knowledge that he is not Zoot Horn Rollo or Richard Thompson or Eddie Hazell. And here鈥檚 Jonathan Safran Foer with his five minute guitar solo on the subject of a failing marriage.
I knew that this novel takes some weird left-turns into geopolitics (the destruction by earthquake of the state of Israel) and I was keen to get to that bit but finally I COULDN鈥橳 TAKE IT ANYMORE, the whip-smart ultra-unrealistic sitcomlike relentless dialogue, most of this novel is dialogue, was like the death from a thousand cutting remarks, the floor was awash with my unlaughed laughter. I could see exactly what was supposed to be funny and moving, and the problem was that I smiled not nor twitched one empathetic eyebrow. Even when they are in TURMOIL about whether to off the family dog because it鈥檚 old and knackered and incontinent, I couldn鈥檛 give a monkey鈥檚. I was chanting KILL THE DOG, KILL THE DOG, LET鈥橲 MOVE ON. But for pages the dog remained unkilled. In fact the dog may be the only survivor of this novel, I don't know because I COULD NOT FINISH THIS.
There are three kids in this family, all ultra smart boys, and all nauseating. They鈥檙e like 12, 10 and 4 or something but have all read every pop psychology book and absorbed the full horror of the human condition.
Sam (aged 12) saw what they either couldn鈥檛 see or couldn鈥檛 allow themselves to see, and that only made him more pissed, because being less stupid than one鈥檚 parents is repulsive, like taking a gulp from a glass of milk that you thought was orange juice. Because he was less stupid than his parents, he knew it would one day be suggested to him that he wouldn鈥檛 have to choose [between the two parents], even though he would. He knew he would begin to lose the desire or ability to fake it in school, and his grades would roll down an inclined plane according to some formula he was supposed to be proficient with, and the expressions of his parents鈥� love would inflate in response to their sadness about his sadness
If you like that kind of stuff, you鈥檙e really in luck cause there are bucketfuls of it in this novel.
The only thing she hated more than feeling like she was feeling was sounding like she was sounding.
And
Marriage is the opposite of suicide, but is its only peer as a definitive act of will.
That鈥檚 the author being eyerollingly cute, but this is the wife in the middle of a furious row :
You want to want some kind of sexually supercharged life, but you actually want the gate-checked stroller, and the Aquaphor, and even your dessicated blowjobless existence, because it spares you worrying about erections.
I dunno, maybe some people come up with sentences like that stuffed with perfectly chosen biting adjectives in the heat of the moment, but if so I never met any of them (WHICH I AM PRETTY GLAD ABOUT), except in the pages of smart new novels about our CURRENT MALAISE. (Was there ever a malaiseless time? No? How about a rose without thorns? No also? Huh, what a planet.)
A conversation between Sam and the girl he likes :
Billie took out the generic, lamer-than-an-adult-on-a-scooter tablet her parents got her for Christmas鈥� she loaded a new video and said 鈥淐heck out the syphilis on this guinea pig.鈥�
鈥淚 think that鈥檚 a hamster.鈥�
鈥淵ou鈥檙e missing the genital sores for the trees.鈥�
鈥淚 hate to sound like my dad, but isn鈥檛 it insane that we have access to this shit?鈥�
鈥淚t鈥檚 not insane, it鈥檚 the world.鈥�
鈥淲ell then. Isn鈥檛 the world insane?鈥�
鈥淒efinitionally, it can鈥檛 be. Insane is what other people are.鈥�
鈥淚 really, really like how you think.鈥�
鈥淚 really, really like that you would say that.鈥�
Okay, sick bag, sick bag, NO MORE OF THAT! I don鈥檛 have to take it any more! I realized nobody is paying me for this, in some unexplained fit of wanting to read a big much praised modern novel which wasn鈥檛 by Jonathan Franzen, I appear to have volunteered for this one so I only have myself to blame. As every single character in this novel would put it, definitionally, I鈥檓 sad about the sadness I鈥檓 not happy about.
May 23, 2017
Whatever happened to editors? I once read a biography of Max Perkins, editor to Fitzgerald, Hemingway and Thomas Wolfe, among others. The deal back then seemed to be that a manuscript arriving at the offices was 70% done. Perkins then gave his 10% and the final 20% was a collaboration of author and editor. Nowadays it often seems editors do little more than hunt out typos. If Foer had had a Max Perkins 鈥� essentially to curb his excesses, something Perkins did very well with Tom Wolfe 鈥� this could have been a truly fabulous book. Instead I found it a novel of dazzling vignettes but flawed sustained artistry. Essentially there are two storylines going on here 鈥� the breakup of a marriage and the call of the motherland in crisis. So we get a personal identity crisis and a religious/national identity crisis. I was never convinced these two narratives organically coalesced. The fictitious war in the Middle East and subsequent investigations into religious/national identity always felt like a separate block of marble. It鈥檚 called upon to give more breadth to all the deft litigation of the microcosmic family world of the first part of the book but for me felt stuck on with adhesive tape. The fictitious war can easily be seen as a somewhat forced attempt to give largesse to what鈥檚 essentially a family melodrama.
It was difficult not to read this novel in part as a dramatization of the end of his marriage with Nicole Krauss. And as such I鈥檇 say Foer has grown up quite a lot. Jacob is a television screenwriter, a sort of Hamlet without the poetry, mired in mediocrity and ennui; Julia, his wife, is an architect who has never built any of her designs. 鈥淒ad can be such a pussy,鈥� says Sam, the oldest son. 鈥淏ut Mum can be such a dick.鈥� The children are virtually always wiser (and funnier) than the adults in this novel. Foer has always been good at doing children and the children here are the stars of the show. The problem I had with him before was that the worlds he created for his children were themselves a bit childish, sentimentalised, favouring charm over depth. Jacob, the lead male character, shares many characteristics of Foer the novelist, not least of all a tendency to shirk or ironicise deep feeling. At one point in the novel Jacob accuses himself of 鈥渢urning half his marriage into stupid puns and ironic observations鈥�. That, for me, is a pretty good critique of Foer鈥檚 first two novels 鈥� brilliant in part but always marred by a juvenile stand-up comedian within who can鈥檛 shut up. This novel though provides the children with a very grown up world without much sentimentality.
The first half of this novel is given over to the breakup of the marriage, the aftermath of the moment you realise that you love your children more than you love your spouse, and provides a wealth of brilliant insights into the mounting resentment of an estranged couple, the fall into self-righteous pettiness which often heralds a period in which the children become wiser than the adults. The children are wiser and far more worthy of respect than the adults throughout this novel. The first two hundred pages are fabulous 鈥� Foer鈥檚 best achievement to date. Then the war arrives. It arrives awkwardly. At first appearing more like something happening in Other Life, the virtual world where the oldest son spends much of his time. The question it throws up isn鈥檛 very interesting to me. E.M Forster answered it in one sentence. Granted there are added nuances asking an American Jew to sacrifice his home life to help prevent the annihilation of the state of Israel. But it鈥檚 still one of those worst case scenario what if questions, like Sophie鈥檚 choice. Extreme case scenarios rarely lead to interesting debates.
The war and the ultimatum it provokes seems like the wish fulfilment of Jacob鈥檚 father鈥檚 fantasy world. He鈥檚 a right wing blogger who belligerently identifies himself first and foremost as Jewish. He would disagree with Forster. He鈥檚 also the weakest character in the novel, the closest to caricature, and so when he takes over the novel鈥檚 central discourse you fear the worst.
The last fifty pages are devoted to Jacob, the second weakest character in the novel, and felt very sketchy. When the children left the novel, the novel slowly fizzled out. 3.5 stars.
It was difficult not to read this novel in part as a dramatization of the end of his marriage with Nicole Krauss. And as such I鈥檇 say Foer has grown up quite a lot. Jacob is a television screenwriter, a sort of Hamlet without the poetry, mired in mediocrity and ennui; Julia, his wife, is an architect who has never built any of her designs. 鈥淒ad can be such a pussy,鈥� says Sam, the oldest son. 鈥淏ut Mum can be such a dick.鈥� The children are virtually always wiser (and funnier) than the adults in this novel. Foer has always been good at doing children and the children here are the stars of the show. The problem I had with him before was that the worlds he created for his children were themselves a bit childish, sentimentalised, favouring charm over depth. Jacob, the lead male character, shares many characteristics of Foer the novelist, not least of all a tendency to shirk or ironicise deep feeling. At one point in the novel Jacob accuses himself of 鈥渢urning half his marriage into stupid puns and ironic observations鈥�. That, for me, is a pretty good critique of Foer鈥檚 first two novels 鈥� brilliant in part but always marred by a juvenile stand-up comedian within who can鈥檛 shut up. This novel though provides the children with a very grown up world without much sentimentality.
The first half of this novel is given over to the breakup of the marriage, the aftermath of the moment you realise that you love your children more than you love your spouse, and provides a wealth of brilliant insights into the mounting resentment of an estranged couple, the fall into self-righteous pettiness which often heralds a period in which the children become wiser than the adults. The children are wiser and far more worthy of respect than the adults throughout this novel. The first two hundred pages are fabulous 鈥� Foer鈥檚 best achievement to date. Then the war arrives. It arrives awkwardly. At first appearing more like something happening in Other Life, the virtual world where the oldest son spends much of his time. The question it throws up isn鈥檛 very interesting to me. E.M Forster answered it in one sentence. Granted there are added nuances asking an American Jew to sacrifice his home life to help prevent the annihilation of the state of Israel. But it鈥檚 still one of those worst case scenario what if questions, like Sophie鈥檚 choice. Extreme case scenarios rarely lead to interesting debates.
The war and the ultimatum it provokes seems like the wish fulfilment of Jacob鈥檚 father鈥檚 fantasy world. He鈥檚 a right wing blogger who belligerently identifies himself first and foremost as Jewish. He would disagree with Forster. He鈥檚 also the weakest character in the novel, the closest to caricature, and so when he takes over the novel鈥檚 central discourse you fear the worst.
The last fifty pages are devoted to Jacob, the second weakest character in the novel, and felt very sketchy. When the children left the novel, the novel slowly fizzled out. 3.5 stars.
January 4, 2022
DNFing this as part of my "men do not understand women or their bodies or their functioning" policy
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clear ur shit book 35
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currently-reading updates
my hobbies include: calling authors my favorite and then not actually reading their books
clear ur shit book 35
quest 16: read an intimidating book
February 26, 2017
This was my first read by Jonathan Safran Foer and it was BEAUTIFUL! It wasn't the writing - which a lot of people seem to praise him for - that affected me the most. Actually, it's hard to put a finger on what exactly it was. But several times during my reading of this novel I almost teared up because it affected me emotionally in a way that no other book has for a long time.
"Here I Am" combines a frustrating and hard every-day family life with religion. It deals with Jacob in America and Jews and Israel. It's a funny combination that works so well.
One of the things that won my heart over in this novel - besides from the adorable children and pet - was Jacob's digressions. He could be describing a scene and then suddenly turn to a childhood memory and thoughts provoked by that memory before going back to the original scene, and it all related and made perfect sense in the end.
I am very impressed by this unique novel, and I'm convinved I have to read more by this author who, according to this book, has a lot of impressive thoughts, things and stories to offer.
"Here I Am" combines a frustrating and hard every-day family life with religion. It deals with Jacob in America and Jews and Israel. It's a funny combination that works so well.
One of the things that won my heart over in this novel - besides from the adorable children and pet - was Jacob's digressions. He could be describing a scene and then suddenly turn to a childhood memory and thoughts provoked by that memory before going back to the original scene, and it all related and made perfect sense in the end.
I am very impressed by this unique novel, and I'm convinved I have to read more by this author who, according to this book, has a lot of impressive thoughts, things and stories to offer.
August 18, 2016
(2.5) Is it a simple account of the implosion of two Washington, D.C. fortysomethings鈥� marriage? Or is it a sweeping epic of Judaism from the biblical patriarchs to imagined all-out Middle Eastern warfare? Can it succeed in being both? I didn鈥檛 really think so. If this was simply a family novel of the Jonathan Franzen鈥揓ami Attenberg鈥揓onathan Tropper variety about Jacob and Julia Bloch 鈥� their three precocious sons, their adulterous urges, their amusing ancestors 鈥� I might have liked it better. The dialogue between this couple as they face the fallout is all too real and cuts to the quick. I enjoyed the preparations for Sam鈥檚 bar mitzvah and I could admire Julia鈥檚 clear-eyed capability and Sam, Max and Benjy鈥檚 almost alarming intelligence and heart at the same time as I wondered to what extent she was Nicole Krauss and they were the authors鈥� kids.
But about halfway through I thought the book got away from Foer, requiring him to throw in a death, a natural disaster, and a conflict with global implications. This draws attention away from Jacob, who is meant to be the terribly flawed but sympathetic Everyman hero whose search for mindfulness 鈥� really being present in his own life, as the title suggests 鈥� we go along with. Of course Foer writes well. The prose is not the issue, though I did get annoyed by sentences set up like lists, repetition, anatomical mixed metaphors (e.g. 鈥渢riggered a reflex in Jacob鈥檚 brain鈥檚 knee鈥�) and downright weird phrases (e.g. 鈥淔reudian amounts of sushi鈥�). My problem was this feels more like an early novel by Philip Roth or maybe one by Howard Jacobson, what with frequent masturbation and sex talk on the one hand and constant quarrelling about what Jewishness means on the other.
The novel is based around speeches: Sam鈥檚 Torah commentary for his bar mitzvah, whence comes the title phrase uttered by Abraham; Deborah鈥檚 speech at Jacob and Julia鈥檚 wedding (probably the best part of the entire book); oration from the U.S. president, the Israeli prime minister, the Ayatollah; and so on. In between, it is also based around speech: dialogue is a real strength. However, I felt that the central message about being present for others鈥� suffering, and your own, got a little lost under the flood of major projected-current events. Ultimately I鈥檓 glad I read it, but it鈥檚 a long book to wade through considering it鈥檚 Foer鈥檚 least satisfying.
Some great lines:
鈥渢he desire to wring out a few more drips of happiness almost always destroyed the happiness you were so lucky to have, and so foolish never to acknowledge.鈥�
鈥淎ll communication had become subterranean: shifting tectonics, felt on the surface, but not known.鈥�
鈥淸Julia] hated the person he forced her to sound like: pissy and resentful, unfun, the nagging wife she would have killed herself to avoid becoming.鈥�
鈥淛udaism gets death right, Jacob thought. It instructs us what to do when we know least well what to do, and feel an overwhelming need to do something.鈥�
鈥淏ut [the moments when life felt big, precious] made up such an utterly small portion of his time on earth: five minutes a year? What did it sum to? A day? At most? A day of feeling alive in four decades of life?鈥�
But about halfway through I thought the book got away from Foer, requiring him to throw in a death, a natural disaster, and a conflict with global implications. This draws attention away from Jacob, who is meant to be the terribly flawed but sympathetic Everyman hero whose search for mindfulness 鈥� really being present in his own life, as the title suggests 鈥� we go along with. Of course Foer writes well. The prose is not the issue, though I did get annoyed by sentences set up like lists, repetition, anatomical mixed metaphors (e.g. 鈥渢riggered a reflex in Jacob鈥檚 brain鈥檚 knee鈥�) and downright weird phrases (e.g. 鈥淔reudian amounts of sushi鈥�). My problem was this feels more like an early novel by Philip Roth or maybe one by Howard Jacobson, what with frequent masturbation and sex talk on the one hand and constant quarrelling about what Jewishness means on the other.
The novel is based around speeches: Sam鈥檚 Torah commentary for his bar mitzvah, whence comes the title phrase uttered by Abraham; Deborah鈥檚 speech at Jacob and Julia鈥檚 wedding (probably the best part of the entire book); oration from the U.S. president, the Israeli prime minister, the Ayatollah; and so on. In between, it is also based around speech: dialogue is a real strength. However, I felt that the central message about being present for others鈥� suffering, and your own, got a little lost under the flood of major projected-current events. Ultimately I鈥檓 glad I read it, but it鈥檚 a long book to wade through considering it鈥檚 Foer鈥檚 least satisfying.
Some great lines:
鈥渢he desire to wring out a few more drips of happiness almost always destroyed the happiness you were so lucky to have, and so foolish never to acknowledge.鈥�
鈥淎ll communication had become subterranean: shifting tectonics, felt on the surface, but not known.鈥�
鈥淸Julia] hated the person he forced her to sound like: pissy and resentful, unfun, the nagging wife she would have killed herself to avoid becoming.鈥�
鈥淛udaism gets death right, Jacob thought. It instructs us what to do when we know least well what to do, and feel an overwhelming need to do something.鈥�
鈥淏ut [the moments when life felt big, precious] made up such an utterly small portion of his time on earth: five minutes a year? What did it sum to? A day? At most? A day of feeling alive in four decades of life?鈥�
April 26, 2021
Let me be clear, I only award one star to books I fail to finish. I failed to finish this book. In fact, I鈥檇 barely started it 鈥� I was probably no more than an hour into this chunky seventeen-hour audio version. And I don鈥檛 think I鈥檝e ever given up any book that early.
The problems for me were:
1. I didn鈥檛 understand much of it
2. I didn鈥檛 like the bits I did understand
I鈥檝e subsequently tried to read a couple reviews of the book, published in newspapers I respect, to see what I am missing out on. But it seems that the learned journalists whose observations I fell upon were keen to engage in erudite discussion that left me as cold as the book itself.
I do believe that many readers will find much to admire within the pages of this novel, but I鈥檓 done with it. I鈥檝e filed it away on a shelf marked 鈥榣ife is too short鈥�.
The problems for me were:
1. I didn鈥檛 understand much of it
2. I didn鈥檛 like the bits I did understand
I鈥檝e subsequently tried to read a couple reviews of the book, published in newspapers I respect, to see what I am missing out on. But it seems that the learned journalists whose observations I fell upon were keen to engage in erudite discussion that left me as cold as the book itself.
I do believe that many readers will find much to admire within the pages of this novel, but I鈥檓 done with it. I鈥檝e filed it away on a shelf marked 鈥榣ife is too short鈥�.
June 25, 2021
This is a second book by this author I've read. I liked it more than Everything is Illuminated, but I still dislike his narrating style. In this story he rises interesting and important topics of family and legacy, history and identity, marriage and divorce. But the way these deep thoughts interwind with descriptions of dog's shit and masturbation (for a couple of pages!) is just annoying and confusing.
dnf-lost-interest
December 1, 2016DNF. Just wasn't for me.
June 17, 2017
鈥淪ometimes Jacob convinced himself it was better with the swearing and brief flashes of nudity removed, that they were there only because the freedom to do such things had to be justified by exercising it.鈥� This referenced a TV show that Jacob was a writer for, and my wish is that Jacob could have told the author not to exercise that freedom so that people could get past the first few chapters of this book without giving up.
My experience of reading this book got off to a rocky start, but to be fair, in the long run, it has its redeeming qualities as well.
Remember the old Clint Eastwood film, the Good, the Bad, and the Ugly? Well, that was going to be my format for this review, but because I do not like to over-react (see #1 below), I will put it differently, but without repression (see #1 below).
Things on my Not To Like list:
1. Halfway through the book the author writes, 鈥淭he Blochs did what they did best: balanced overreaction with repression.鈥� Although there was no sign of it, I hope the author was using irony with that sentence. The 鈥榖alance鈥� at times felt more like being on a see-saw with the fulcrum in free-wheeling mode and the film on fast-forward.
2. During the first few chapters, it was impossible for me to figure out when the characters were in the here and now, when they were 鈥榩retending鈥� to be in the future, when they were imagining an alternate present moment at the same time they were experiencing another reality in that moment, when they were imagining an alternate future moment as if it were in the present moment 鈥� in other words, it was unnecessarily all over the place and since I was reading it, so was I. I have always loved dancing but this was not music, and not my idea of a good time or a good read.
3. As Jacob, one of the main characters in the book says several times, 鈥淭here is no such thing as bad language, only bad usage of language.鈥� Well, there was more bad usage of language in this book than I wanted or felt was necessary. Not so much in the characters鈥� dialogue with each other as in their self-talk 鈥� the things going on inside their heads. Which leads me to . . .
4. My biggest peeve: particularly in the beginning of the book, I think what pushed my buttons was (avoiding bad language usage here) the feeling that I was subjected to someone鈥檚 upset brain and they were purging it all over the pages of my book. This purging happens a few times sporadically through the book, like a bad case of flu that is taking someone a long time to get over. I won鈥檛 go into specifics but there were a few instances of TMI 鈥� just Too Much Information rattling on for pages on topics that were irrelevant to the story.
5. Along with bad usage of language, the presence of an editor would have helped this book 鈥� particularly during the first few chapters, but even later in the book as well. For example: 鈥淭he five intelligent people thought. They applied their intelligence to what was ultimately not a question of intelligence, like applying a Phillipshead screwdriver to a crossword puzzle.鈥� The metaphor is good for a chuckle, but in the context used, 鈥�. . . like consulting a crossword puzzle for directions on how to use a Phillipshead screwdriver鈥� (or one of many other choices) might have been more congruent had an editor been invited to give feedback.
Things on my To Like list:
1. The dialogue between family members was, at times, lots of fun 鈥� and very funny. This is an obviously intelligent family and even Benjy, the youngest, comes out with some endearingly funny and spot-on comments. They all had their moments, and I loved those moments. Even the arguments between Jacob and his father had a real, if at times futile, ring to them. My urge to bring out my referee whistle diminished over time. Maybe I was inured to it by then, or maybe more accepting that their arguments were what kept their relationship alive and vital 鈥� for both of them.
2. Even though it is imaginary (albeit predicted), the earthquake sequence taking place in the Middle East juxtaposed with the family crisis was well done. The 15 Days reports that were issued on the state of affairs in the Middle East, both physical and political held tremendous impact and felt real, tragic, and deeply frightening. May they never come to pass in reality.
3. The entire chapter on the grandfather鈥檚 funeral was authentic, heartfelt, and very moving; as were young Sam鈥檚, and later on Max鈥檚 Bar Mitzvah speeches. By themselves, these portions of the book earned an extra half-star.
4. Aside from the witty and unwitting wisdom from the three boys鈥� minds, this book gave me other things to ponder:
- 鈥淎nd there are no cures for the hurt that hurts most. There is only the medicine of believing each other鈥檚 pain, and being present for it.鈥�
- 鈥淲ithout context, we鈥檇 all be monsters.鈥�
- 锟斤拷锟紹lessings are just curses that other people envy.鈥�
- 鈥淗ow to Play Sadness: It doesn鈥檛 exist so hide it like a tumor.鈥�
- 鈥淗ow to Play Fear: For a laugh.鈥�
- 鈥淢aybe it was worse to have survived, if continuing to be required destroying the reason to be.
- 鈥淭hings can be for the best and the worst at the same time.鈥�
- 鈥淢y feelings have never once cared about what they should be.鈥�
- 鈥淟ife is precious", Jacob thought. 鈥淚t is the most important of all thoughts, and the most obvious, and the most difficult to remember to have.鈥� He thought: 鈥淗ow different my life would have been if I could have had that thought before I was forced to.鈥�
5. The ending of the book was very well done.
Balanced out, the good parts of this book did outweigh the bad parts although my preference would have been for the bad parts not to have been there at all 鈥� or, at the very least, that a different approach could have been taken that would have been as, if not more effective in getting the points across. This was a very good book, and I鈥檓 sad because it could have been a great one.
My experience of reading this book got off to a rocky start, but to be fair, in the long run, it has its redeeming qualities as well.
Remember the old Clint Eastwood film, the Good, the Bad, and the Ugly? Well, that was going to be my format for this review, but because I do not like to over-react (see #1 below), I will put it differently, but without repression (see #1 below).
Things on my Not To Like list:
1. Halfway through the book the author writes, 鈥淭he Blochs did what they did best: balanced overreaction with repression.鈥� Although there was no sign of it, I hope the author was using irony with that sentence. The 鈥榖alance鈥� at times felt more like being on a see-saw with the fulcrum in free-wheeling mode and the film on fast-forward.
2. During the first few chapters, it was impossible for me to figure out when the characters were in the here and now, when they were 鈥榩retending鈥� to be in the future, when they were imagining an alternate present moment at the same time they were experiencing another reality in that moment, when they were imagining an alternate future moment as if it were in the present moment 鈥� in other words, it was unnecessarily all over the place and since I was reading it, so was I. I have always loved dancing but this was not music, and not my idea of a good time or a good read.
3. As Jacob, one of the main characters in the book says several times, 鈥淭here is no such thing as bad language, only bad usage of language.鈥� Well, there was more bad usage of language in this book than I wanted or felt was necessary. Not so much in the characters鈥� dialogue with each other as in their self-talk 鈥� the things going on inside their heads. Which leads me to . . .
4. My biggest peeve: particularly in the beginning of the book, I think what pushed my buttons was (avoiding bad language usage here) the feeling that I was subjected to someone鈥檚 upset brain and they were purging it all over the pages of my book. This purging happens a few times sporadically through the book, like a bad case of flu that is taking someone a long time to get over. I won鈥檛 go into specifics but there were a few instances of TMI 鈥� just Too Much Information rattling on for pages on topics that were irrelevant to the story.
5. Along with bad usage of language, the presence of an editor would have helped this book 鈥� particularly during the first few chapters, but even later in the book as well. For example: 鈥淭he five intelligent people thought. They applied their intelligence to what was ultimately not a question of intelligence, like applying a Phillipshead screwdriver to a crossword puzzle.鈥� The metaphor is good for a chuckle, but in the context used, 鈥�. . . like consulting a crossword puzzle for directions on how to use a Phillipshead screwdriver鈥� (or one of many other choices) might have been more congruent had an editor been invited to give feedback.
Things on my To Like list:
1. The dialogue between family members was, at times, lots of fun 鈥� and very funny. This is an obviously intelligent family and even Benjy, the youngest, comes out with some endearingly funny and spot-on comments. They all had their moments, and I loved those moments. Even the arguments between Jacob and his father had a real, if at times futile, ring to them. My urge to bring out my referee whistle diminished over time. Maybe I was inured to it by then, or maybe more accepting that their arguments were what kept their relationship alive and vital 鈥� for both of them.
2. Even though it is imaginary (albeit predicted), the earthquake sequence taking place in the Middle East juxtaposed with the family crisis was well done. The 15 Days reports that were issued on the state of affairs in the Middle East, both physical and political held tremendous impact and felt real, tragic, and deeply frightening. May they never come to pass in reality.
3. The entire chapter on the grandfather鈥檚 funeral was authentic, heartfelt, and very moving; as were young Sam鈥檚, and later on Max鈥檚 Bar Mitzvah speeches. By themselves, these portions of the book earned an extra half-star.
4. Aside from the witty and unwitting wisdom from the three boys鈥� minds, this book gave me other things to ponder:
- 鈥淎nd there are no cures for the hurt that hurts most. There is only the medicine of believing each other鈥檚 pain, and being present for it.鈥�
- 鈥淲ithout context, we鈥檇 all be monsters.鈥�
- 锟斤拷锟紹lessings are just curses that other people envy.鈥�
- 鈥淗ow to Play Sadness: It doesn鈥檛 exist so hide it like a tumor.鈥�
- 鈥淗ow to Play Fear: For a laugh.鈥�
- 鈥淢aybe it was worse to have survived, if continuing to be required destroying the reason to be.
- 鈥淭hings can be for the best and the worst at the same time.鈥�
- 鈥淢y feelings have never once cared about what they should be.鈥�
- 鈥淟ife is precious", Jacob thought. 鈥淚t is the most important of all thoughts, and the most obvious, and the most difficult to remember to have.鈥� He thought: 鈥淗ow different my life would have been if I could have had that thought before I was forced to.鈥�
5. The ending of the book was very well done.
Balanced out, the good parts of this book did outweigh the bad parts although my preference would have been for the bad parts not to have been there at all 鈥� or, at the very least, that a different approach could have been taken that would have been as, if not more effective in getting the points across. This was a very good book, and I鈥檓 sad because it could have been a great one.
September 6, 2016
Since the moment I heard that the god of contemporary authors, Jonathan Safran Foer, was going to be releasing a new novel, the barely-concealed bookworm inside me has been almost continually squealing with excitement. Whilst markedly different to the original information 鈥� Escape from Children鈥檚 Hospital was supposed to be released in 2015 鈥� his newest novel, Here I Am, is well worth the wait.
The novel focuses upon a family living in Washington DC. Jacob and Julia Bloch have been married for sixteen years, and have three sons 鈥� Sam, on the cusp of an unwanted Bar Mitzvah, 鈥榖asically eleven鈥�-year-old Max, and five-year-old Benjy. We also meet members of the Bloch鈥檚 extended family 鈥� Jacob鈥檚 parents, Irv and Deborah, his great-grandfather, Isaac, and several of his Israeli cousins. The plot revolves around the sudden failure of the Bloch鈥檚 marriage, and Sam鈥檚 Bar Mitzvah celebration, which is supposed to be filled with pomp and circumstance, and which he is utterly dreading.
Here I Am is a deep familial jigsaw, which has been incredibly well pieced together. The dialogue is wonderfully constructed, and there is a very dark humour to it in places, which adds a great balance to the whole. Above all, the novel feels very believable; the characters are lifelike, and their problems and interactions are very realistic indeed.
Safran Foer鈥檚 writing is, as ever, both startling and stunning, and I was reminded immediately as to why I love his work so much. Throughout, I adored the little details which he made use of 鈥� for instance, 鈥榓 redheaded boy who still got chills from so much as thinking about the epilogue of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.
As always, the Jewish history which Safran Foer has included was both rich and fascinating. In terms of the plot, Here I Am begins in a manner which feels less historically reliant than Everything is Illuminated (2002) and Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (2005), but this history builds, and is consequently used in masterful ways. He is an incredibly thoughtful and understanding author, who sees the importance and consequences of many things which have occurred throughout history; primarily, here, the focus is upon the effects of the Holocaust upon the children and grandchildren of survivors.
I was pulled into Here I Am immediately, and despite its almost-600 page count, I found myself racing through it, quite unable to put it down. Never once does the story become lost. I was reminded of Zoe Heller throughout (also a wonderful contemporary author), who examines similar themes in The Believers (2008). Elements are discussed which can be found in Safran Foer鈥檚 earlier efforts; not in a repetitive way, but in a more grown-up, political manner. Identity, family, and Jewishness are the most prevalent of these. Here I Am is politically shrewd on a global scale; Julia and Jacob鈥檚 marital problems play out against the backdrop of a Middle East fraught with disasters 鈥� an earthquake which triggers a cholera epidemic, starving people, and full-blown war.
Here I Am is as strong a novel as his previous works, but it feels like a departure of sorts from them; it is a more grown-up novel, with less experimental writing, and a dose more realism. Here I Am feels very personal on a number of levels, and the ending is nothing short of heartbreaking. I loved this well-realised and masterful novel, but I must admit that in no way was it what I was expecting.
The novel focuses upon a family living in Washington DC. Jacob and Julia Bloch have been married for sixteen years, and have three sons 鈥� Sam, on the cusp of an unwanted Bar Mitzvah, 鈥榖asically eleven鈥�-year-old Max, and five-year-old Benjy. We also meet members of the Bloch鈥檚 extended family 鈥� Jacob鈥檚 parents, Irv and Deborah, his great-grandfather, Isaac, and several of his Israeli cousins. The plot revolves around the sudden failure of the Bloch鈥檚 marriage, and Sam鈥檚 Bar Mitzvah celebration, which is supposed to be filled with pomp and circumstance, and which he is utterly dreading.
Here I Am is a deep familial jigsaw, which has been incredibly well pieced together. The dialogue is wonderfully constructed, and there is a very dark humour to it in places, which adds a great balance to the whole. Above all, the novel feels very believable; the characters are lifelike, and their problems and interactions are very realistic indeed.
Safran Foer鈥檚 writing is, as ever, both startling and stunning, and I was reminded immediately as to why I love his work so much. Throughout, I adored the little details which he made use of 鈥� for instance, 鈥榓 redheaded boy who still got chills from so much as thinking about the epilogue of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.
As always, the Jewish history which Safran Foer has included was both rich and fascinating. In terms of the plot, Here I Am begins in a manner which feels less historically reliant than Everything is Illuminated (2002) and Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (2005), but this history builds, and is consequently used in masterful ways. He is an incredibly thoughtful and understanding author, who sees the importance and consequences of many things which have occurred throughout history; primarily, here, the focus is upon the effects of the Holocaust upon the children and grandchildren of survivors.
I was pulled into Here I Am immediately, and despite its almost-600 page count, I found myself racing through it, quite unable to put it down. Never once does the story become lost. I was reminded of Zoe Heller throughout (also a wonderful contemporary author), who examines similar themes in The Believers (2008). Elements are discussed which can be found in Safran Foer鈥檚 earlier efforts; not in a repetitive way, but in a more grown-up, political manner. Identity, family, and Jewishness are the most prevalent of these. Here I Am is politically shrewd on a global scale; Julia and Jacob鈥檚 marital problems play out against the backdrop of a Middle East fraught with disasters 鈥� an earthquake which triggers a cholera epidemic, starving people, and full-blown war.
Here I Am is as strong a novel as his previous works, but it feels like a departure of sorts from them; it is a more grown-up novel, with less experimental writing, and a dose more realism. Here I Am feels very personal on a number of levels, and the ending is nothing short of heartbreaking. I loved this well-realised and masterful novel, but I must admit that in no way was it what I was expecting.
June 4, 2016
Full review to come.
March 27, 2017
It isn't what it's talking about that makes a book Jewish - it's that the book won't shut up. (Philip Roth)
Mind you, talking about bar mitzvahs and rituals and Holocaust and eruv and Zionism and homeland and Torah and kosher food and Israel and Hebrew and seder does kind of give the game away.
Also: it doesn't shut up.
I come away exhausted: the high octane disputatious posturing, the quick-fire wordplay and cross-talk, the swift montage of tweets and text messages and interior monologue and exterior dialogue are dazzling, the thing teems with life and love and fracturing of love and natural disaster bringing geopolitical catastrophe and leaves the mind spinning and reeling, euphoric and replete, with dopamine rushing through all the pleasure and reward centres at once.
Also: the jokes are good. Really good.
I suppose that makes it sound terribly clever - you know, a bit too clever for its own good, and I'm afraid that's probably a criticism that can be levelled with some justification. The aqua seafoam doesn't quite sustain the dystopian cataclysm. The manic pace gives an aura of glibness rather than gravity. There are plenty, oh yes plenty, of parallels and resonances and echoing themes in there, but it would take two weeks of study to unpick them all, shake them out and scrabble through the debris. But that's not why I read Foer, to tease out all the manifold connections. It's the sheer blast of skeetering joy he gives.
Also: I laughed. A lot.
Also: for all the modernist montage, the narrative point of view is astonishingly, boldly, confidently 19th Century: an all-knowing, all seeing narrator that can move in and out of scenes and lives, eavesdrop on interior and exterior worlds of all the characters, portray the microlevel Bloch family and the macrolevel fate of Israel. The narrator as god and creator of this huge fictional world. I'm not sure if it is weighty - there'd be the two weeks of teasing out to decide on that - but lawks it is fun.
Mind you, talking about bar mitzvahs and rituals and Holocaust and eruv and Zionism and homeland and Torah and kosher food and Israel and Hebrew and seder does kind of give the game away.
Also: it doesn't shut up.
I come away exhausted: the high octane disputatious posturing, the quick-fire wordplay and cross-talk, the swift montage of tweets and text messages and interior monologue and exterior dialogue are dazzling, the thing teems with life and love and fracturing of love and natural disaster bringing geopolitical catastrophe and leaves the mind spinning and reeling, euphoric and replete, with dopamine rushing through all the pleasure and reward centres at once.
Also: the jokes are good. Really good.
I suppose that makes it sound terribly clever - you know, a bit too clever for its own good, and I'm afraid that's probably a criticism that can be levelled with some justification. The aqua seafoam doesn't quite sustain the dystopian cataclysm. The manic pace gives an aura of glibness rather than gravity. There are plenty, oh yes plenty, of parallels and resonances and echoing themes in there, but it would take two weeks of study to unpick them all, shake them out and scrabble through the debris. But that's not why I read Foer, to tease out all the manifold connections. It's the sheer blast of skeetering joy he gives.
Also: I laughed. A lot.
Also: for all the modernist montage, the narrative point of view is astonishingly, boldly, confidently 19th Century: an all-knowing, all seeing narrator that can move in and out of scenes and lives, eavesdrop on interior and exterior worlds of all the characters, portray the microlevel Bloch family and the macrolevel fate of Israel. The narrator as god and creator of this huge fictional world. I'm not sure if it is weighty - there'd be the two weeks of teasing out to decide on that - but lawks it is fun.
September 20, 2016
2 1/2 stars. Foer explores what it means to be a Jew in this epic, messy monster of a book. He starts with a Franzen-style look at the American family - a spiraling web of relationships and conflicts that on its own would have still resulted in a dense, challenging work, but probably one significantly less convoluted and more satisfying.
The protagonist is Jacob - a modern day version of the biblical man by the same name. Much of his conflict - internal and external - is either about family or faith, reminiscent of his namesake. Foer makes a lot of interesting observations about humanity, Americans and Jews, and it is the family aspect of the book where he shines.
However, the novel just gets weighed down more and more by everything else Foer keeps adding. The geopolitical conflicts between Israel and the Arab world add another huge layer to an already complex novel. This drags the second half of the book down and, unfortunately, the introduction of the struggles in the Middle East made me lose interest in the parts of the story I was previously enjoying.
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The protagonist is Jacob - a modern day version of the biblical man by the same name. Much of his conflict - internal and external - is either about family or faith, reminiscent of his namesake. Foer makes a lot of interesting observations about humanity, Americans and Jews, and it is the family aspect of the book where he shines.
However, the novel just gets weighed down more and more by everything else Foer keeps adding. The geopolitical conflicts between Israel and the Arab world add another huge layer to an already complex novel. This drags the second half of the book down and, unfortunately, the introduction of the struggles in the Middle East made me lose interest in the parts of the story I was previously enjoying.
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August 29, 2016
'Here I Am' by Jonathan Safran Foer
2.5 stars/ 5 out of 10
I was very impressed by "Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close" by Jonathan Safran Foer, so was interested to read his latest work, "Here I Am".
I found the story disjointed to begin with, but after about 50 pages I settled into its pattern. I thought the way that Julia and Jacob's relationship changed over time was developed in an interesting way. It kept me eager to find out more about them and their family. I found the sections relating to the avatars thought provoking. I enjoyed some of the humour, but felt that much of it was lost on me, because my cultural background is so different from that of the protagonists.
I found the sudden change of focus halfway the book quite strange, and I didn't find it an easy one. I'm sure that Jonathan Safran Foer had a clear intention as to why he did this, but I thought it made the first and second half of the book disconnected. I found the part of the plot relating to the Middle East hard to follow, and I wasn't engaged enough to try to understand it more. There were still aspects of the 'family' story that I enjoyed in the second half of the book, but overall I lost interest.
This novel did not come up to my expectations. It may be that I am not the audience that Jonathan Safran Foer was aiming for, but I found the novel overlong, confusing and often uninteresting.
Thank you to Penguin Books (UK) and to NetGalley for an ARC.
2.5 stars/ 5 out of 10
I was very impressed by "Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close" by Jonathan Safran Foer, so was interested to read his latest work, "Here I Am".
I found the story disjointed to begin with, but after about 50 pages I settled into its pattern. I thought the way that Julia and Jacob's relationship changed over time was developed in an interesting way. It kept me eager to find out more about them and their family. I found the sections relating to the avatars thought provoking. I enjoyed some of the humour, but felt that much of it was lost on me, because my cultural background is so different from that of the protagonists.
I found the sudden change of focus halfway the book quite strange, and I didn't find it an easy one. I'm sure that Jonathan Safran Foer had a clear intention as to why he did this, but I thought it made the first and second half of the book disconnected. I found the part of the plot relating to the Middle East hard to follow, and I wasn't engaged enough to try to understand it more. There were still aspects of the 'family' story that I enjoyed in the second half of the book, but overall I lost interest.
This novel did not come up to my expectations. It may be that I am not the audience that Jonathan Safran Foer was aiming for, but I found the novel overlong, confusing and often uninteresting.
Thank you to Penguin Books (UK) and to NetGalley for an ARC.
September 24, 2016
A book about the slow disintegration of a marriage while constantly meditating on what it means to be Jewish. I spend almost three weeks reading it while working on my Master's Thesis. I found it to be quite beautiful and at times heartbreaking. I'm curious as to what gentile readers think of it. Foer is not very inclusive and I imagine that to someone unfamiliar with Judaism and Jewish culture lots of concepts, words and philosophical discussions will seem foreign and impenetrable.
August 20, 2020
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" 伪纬伪蟺慰蠉蟽伪 蟿慰 纬喂慰 渭慰蠀 蟺伪蟻伪蟺维谓蠅 伪蟺蠈 蠈蟽慰 渭蟺慰蟻慰蠉蟽伪 谓伪 伪纬伪蟺萎蟽蠅, 伪位位维 未蔚谓 伪纬伪蟺慰蠉蟽伪 蟿畏谓 伪纬维蟺畏. 螘蟺蔚喂未萎 渭蔚 蟽蠀谓苇蟿蟻喂尾蔚. 螘蟺蔚喂未萎 萎蟿伪谓 伪谓伪纬魏伪蟽蟿喂魏维 蟽魏位畏蟻萎. 螝伪喂 蔚蟺蔚喂未萎 未蔚 蠂蠅蟻慰蠉蟽蔚 蟽蟿慰 蟽蠋渭伪 渭慰蠀,伪谓伪纬魏伪蟽蟿畏魏蔚 谓伪
渭蔚蟿伪蟽蠂畏渭伪蟿喂蟽蟿蔚委 蟽蔚 渭喂伪 伪纬蠂蠅未畏 蠀蟺蔚蟻蟺蟻慰蟽蟿伪蟿蔚蠀蟿喂魏慰蟿畏蟿伪, 蟺慰蠀 蟺蔚蟻喂苇蟺位蔚尉蔚 蟿伪 蟺蟻维纬渭伪蟿伪, 蟺慰蠀 伪蟺蠈 蟿畏 蠁蠉蟽畏 蟿慰蠀蟼 萎蟿伪谓 伪蟺位维 - 蟿畏谓 伪谓伪蟿蟻慰蠁萎 魏伪喂 蟿慰 蟺伪喂蠂谓委未喂. 螘蟺蔚喂未萎 畏 伪纬维蟺畏 萎蟿伪谓 蠀蟺蔚蟻尾慰位喂魏萎, 未蔚谓 维蠁畏谓蔚 蠂蠋蟻慰 蟽蟿畏谓 蔚蠀蟿蠀蠂委伪. "
违. 螕. 韦蠋蟻伪 伪蟼 渭喂位萎蟽慰蠀渭蔚 位委纬慰 纬喂伪 魏慰蠀蟿蟽慰渭蟺慰位喂蠈 :伪蟼 渭喂位萎蟽慰蠀渭蔚 纬喂伪 蟿慰 蠈蟿喂 慰 蠁慰蔚蟻 蟺蔚蟻喂纬蟻维蠁蔚喂 蟿畏谓 喂蟽蟿慰蟻委伪 蟿慰蠀 未喂伪味蠀纬委慰蠀 蟿慰蠀 渭蔚 蟿畏谓 蔚蟺委蟽畏蟼 蟽蠀纬纬蟻伪蠁苇伪 蟽蠉味蠀纬慰 蟿慰蠀 nicole Krauss, 慰 慰蟺慰委慰蟼 蔚蟺萎位胃蔚 位蠈纬蠅 蟿慰蠀 蠈蟿喂 伪蠀蟿蠈蟼 蟺萎纬蔚 魏伪喂 蔚蟻蠅蟿蔚蠉蟿畏魏蔚 蟿畏 螡维蟿伪位喂 蟿畏谓 蟺慰蟻蟿渭伪谓 (纬喂伪 蟿慰 胃蔚蠈, most overrated person ever) 魏伪喂 伪谓蟿伪位位伪蟽蔚 渭伪味委 蟿畏蟼 email (蟿伪 慰蟺慰委伪 未喂维尾伪蟽伪 魏伪喂 蟺喂慰 尾伪蟻蔚蟿维 蟺蔚胃伪喂谓蔚喂喂喂喂蟼 馃ぃ馃ぃ) 魏伪喂 锟斤拷蠀蟽喂魏维 蟿蠋蟻伪 胃伪 未喂伪尾维蟽蠅 魏 蟿慰 尾喂尾位委慰 蟺慰蠀 苇蠂蔚喂 纬蟻维蠄蔚喂 畏 蔚谓 位蠈纬蠅 蟺蟻蠋畏谓 蟽蠉味蠀纬慰蟼 纬喂伪 蟿慰 未喂伪味蠉纬喂慰 蟿慰蠀蟼 纬喂伪 谓伪 未蠅 蟺慰喂慰蟼 蔚委谓伪喂 魏伪位蠉蟿蔚蟻慰蟼 蟽蠀纬纬蟻伪蠁苇伪蟼, 渭畏 蠁伪谓蟿伪蟽蟿蔚委蟼 馃槀
"蠈位伪 蟿伪 蔚蠀蟿蠀蠂喂蟽渭苇谓伪 蟺蟻蠅喂谓维 渭慰喂维味慰蠀谓 渭蔚蟿伪尉蠉 蟿慰蠀蟼, 蠈蟺蠅蟼 魏伪喂 蠈位伪 蟿伪 未蠀蟽蟿蠀蠂喂蟽渭苇谓伪, 魏喂 伪蠀蟿蠈 蔚委谓伪喂 蟿蔚位喂魏维 蟺慰蠀 蟿伪 魏维谓蔚喂 蠈位伪 蟿蠈蟽慰 尾伪胃喂维 未蠀蟽蟿蠀蠂畏: 畏 伪委蟽胃畏蟽畏 蠈蟿喂 伪蠀蟿萎 畏 未蠀蟽蟿蠀蠂委伪 苇蠂蔚喂 蠀蟺维蟻尉蔚喂 魏伪喂 蟺蟻喂谓, 蠈蟿喂 魏维胃蔚 蟺蟻慰蟽蟺维胃蔚喂伪 谓伪 蟿畏谓 伪蟺慰蠁蠉纬蔚喂蟼, 胃伪 蟿畏谓 魏维谓蔚喂 蟺喂慰 未蠀谓伪蟿萎.,喂蟽蠅蟼 渭维位喂蟽蟿伪 谓伪 蟿畏谓 蔚蟺喂未蔚喂谓蠋蟽蔚喂, 魏伪喂 蠈蟿喂 蟿慰 蟽蠉渭蟺伪谓 纬喂伪 魏维蟺慰喂慰 位蠈纬慰 伪蟽蠉位位畏蟺蟿慰 蟽蟿慰谓 魏慰喂谓蠈 谓慰蠀, 伪蠂蟻蔚委伪蟽蟿慰 魏伪喂 维未喂魏慰, 蟽蠀谓蠅渭慰蟿蔚喂 蔚谓维谓蟿喂伪 蟽蔚 渭喂伪 伪胃蠋伪 魏锟斤拷胃畏渭蔚蟻喂谓蠈蟿畏蟿伪 蟻慰蠉蠂蠅谓, 蟺蟻蠅喂谓慰蠀 蟽蟿慰 蟿蟻伪蟺苇味喂, 尾慰蠀蟻蟿蟽喂蟽渭伪蟿慰蟼 未慰谓蟿喂蠋谓, 蠂蟿蔚谓委蟽渭伪蟿慰蟼 渭伪位位喂蠅谓, 蟽蠂慰位喂魏蠋谓 蟿蟽伪谓蟿蠋谓, 蟺伪蟺慰蠀蟿蟽喂蠋谓, 渭蟺慰蠀蠁维谓 魏伪喂 伪蟺慰蠂伪喂蟻蔚蟿喂蟽渭蠅谓 蟽蟿畏谓 蟺蠈蟻蟿伪. "
" 伪纬伪蟺慰蠉蟽伪 蟿慰 纬喂慰 渭慰蠀 蟺伪蟻伪蟺维谓蠅 伪蟺蠈 蠈蟽慰 渭蟺慰蟻慰蠉蟽伪 谓伪 伪纬伪蟺萎蟽蠅, 伪位位维 未蔚谓 伪纬伪蟺慰蠉蟽伪 蟿畏谓 伪纬维蟺畏. 螘蟺蔚喂未萎 渭蔚 蟽蠀谓苇蟿蟻喂尾蔚. 螘蟺蔚喂未萎 萎蟿伪谓 伪谓伪纬魏伪蟽蟿喂魏维 蟽魏位畏蟻萎. 螝伪喂 蔚蟺蔚喂未萎 未蔚 蠂蠅蟻慰蠉蟽蔚 蟽蟿慰 蟽蠋渭伪 渭慰蠀,伪谓伪纬魏伪蟽蟿畏魏蔚 谓伪
渭蔚蟿伪蟽蠂畏渭伪蟿喂蟽蟿蔚委 蟽蔚 渭喂伪 伪纬蠂蠅未畏 蠀蟺蔚蟻蟺蟻慰蟽蟿伪蟿蔚蠀蟿喂魏慰蟿畏蟿伪, 蟺慰蠀 蟺蔚蟻喂苇蟺位蔚尉蔚 蟿伪 蟺蟻维纬渭伪蟿伪, 蟺慰蠀 伪蟺蠈 蟿畏 蠁蠉蟽畏 蟿慰蠀蟼 萎蟿伪谓 伪蟺位维 - 蟿畏谓 伪谓伪蟿蟻慰蠁萎 魏伪喂 蟿慰 蟺伪喂蠂谓委未喂. 螘蟺蔚喂未萎 畏 伪纬维蟺畏 萎蟿伪谓 蠀蟺蔚蟻尾慰位喂魏萎, 未蔚谓 维蠁畏谓蔚 蠂蠋蟻慰 蟽蟿畏谓 蔚蠀蟿蠀蠂委伪. "
April 29, 2020
螠慰谓伪未喂魏蠈 尾喂尾位委慰, 蟽伪谓 谓伪 纬蟻维蠁蔚喂 慰 桅蟻伪谓味蔚谓 蟿畏谓 喂蟽蟿慰蟻委伪 未喂伪味蠀纬委慰蠀 蔚谓蠈蟼 渭喂位位蔚谓喂伪位 味蔚蠀纬伪蟻喂慰蠉. 韦慰 蠈蟿喂 苇蠂蔚喂 蠂喂慰蠉渭慰蟻 慰 桅慰蔚蟻 蔚委谓伪喂 纬谓蠅蟽蟿蠈, 伪位位维 蔚未蠋 伪蠀蟿蠈 蟺维蔚喂 蟽蔚 维位位伪 蔚蟺委蟺蔚未伪. 螘委谓伪喂 蠈渭蠅蟼 魏伪喂 蔚谓蟿蔚位蠋蟼 蟽蟺伪蟻伪魏蟿喂魏蠈 尾喂尾位委慰 (蔚喂未喂魏维 慰喂 蟿蔚位蔚蠀蟿伪委蔚蟼 蔚魏伪蟿蠈 蟽蔚位委未蔚蟼), 蔚谓蠋 蟿伪蠀蟿蠈蠂蟻慰谓伪 蟺蟻慰蟽蠁苇蟻蔚喂 渭喂伪 蟽蟺慰蠀未伪委伪 伪谓维纬谓蠅蟽畏 蟺维谓蠅 蟽蟿畏谓 蔚尾蟻伪蠆魏蠈蟿畏蟿伪. 螝维蟿喂 蟿慰蠀 苇位蔚喂蟺蔚 纬喂伪 谓伪 纬委谓蔚喂 伪蟻喂蟽蟿慰蠉蟻纬畏渭伪, 伪谓 魏伪喂 蔚委谓伪喂 蟺慰位蠉 魏慰谓蟿维 蟽蔚 伪蠀蟿蠈.
"危蟿畏谓 伪蟻蟻蠋蟽蟿喂伪 魏伪喂 蟽蟿畏谓 伪蟻蟻蠋蟽蟿喂伪. 韦慰蠉蟿慰 渭蠈谓慰 蟽慰蠀 蔚蠉蠂慰渭伪喂. 螠畏谓 味畏蟿维蟼 慰蠉蟿蔚 谓伪 蔚位蟺委味蔚喂蟼 蟽蔚 胃伪蠉渭伪蟿伪. 螌蠂喂 蟺喂伪. 螣蠉蟿蔚 蠀蟺维蟻蠂蔚喂 纬喂伪蟿蟻蔚喂维 纬喂伪 蟿喂蟼 蟺位畏纬蠅渭苇谓蔚蟼 魏伪蟻未喂苇蟼. 螆谓伪 渭蠈谓慰 纬喂伪蟿蟻喂魏蠈 蠀蟺维蟻蠂蔚喂: 谓伪 蟺喂蟽蟿蔚蠉蔚喂蟼 蟽蟿慰谓 蟺蠈谓慰 蟿慰蠀 维位位慰蠀 魏伪喂 谓伪 渭畏谓 蟿慰谓 蔚纬魏伪蟿伪位蔚委蟺蔚喂蟼 蟽蟿畏谓 伪纬蠅谓委伪 蟿慰蠀."
"危蟿畏谓 伪蟻蟻蠋蟽蟿喂伪 魏伪喂 蟽蟿畏谓 伪蟻蟻蠋蟽蟿喂伪. 韦慰蠉蟿慰 渭蠈谓慰 蟽慰蠀 蔚蠉蠂慰渭伪喂. 螠畏谓 味畏蟿维蟼 慰蠉蟿蔚 谓伪 蔚位蟺委味蔚喂蟼 蟽蔚 胃伪蠉渭伪蟿伪. 螌蠂喂 蟺喂伪. 螣蠉蟿蔚 蠀蟺维蟻蠂蔚喂 纬喂伪蟿蟻蔚喂维 纬喂伪 蟿喂蟼 蟺位畏纬蠅渭苇谓蔚蟼 魏伪蟻未喂苇蟼. 螆谓伪 渭蠈谓慰 纬喂伪蟿蟻喂魏蠈 蠀蟺维蟻蠂蔚喂: 谓伪 蟺喂蟽蟿蔚蠉蔚喂蟼 蟽蟿慰谓 蟺蠈谓慰 蟿慰蠀 维位位慰蠀 魏伪喂 谓伪 渭畏谓 蟿慰谓 蔚纬魏伪蟿伪位蔚委蟺蔚喂蟼 蟽蟿畏谓 伪纬蠅谓委伪 蟿慰蠀."
July 31, 2016
A messy, chaotic book that zooms between big ideas and forges massive connections between the personal and political, between the family and the state of Israel. As a marriage falls apart, so does the Middle East when a huge earthquake devastates Israel and allows it to be invaded by a pan-Arab/Muslim alliance.
JSF uses these dual scenarios to explore issues of identity and Jewishness, fractures between Jews and Israelis, and questions of national identity versus common humanity. The whole book reads like an unstoppable outpouring of ideas that feels almost unmediated, almost spontaneous in its untidiness. We can't help but feel that we're in the presence of something deeply intelligent, deeply creative... and yet also, to some extent, almost unformed. In parts thrilling, in others laborious, a difficult, idiosyncratic and iconoclastic book.
Thanks to the publisher for an ARC via Netgalley
JSF uses these dual scenarios to explore issues of identity and Jewishness, fractures between Jews and Israelis, and questions of national identity versus common humanity. The whole book reads like an unstoppable outpouring of ideas that feels almost unmediated, almost spontaneous in its untidiness. We can't help but feel that we're in the presence of something deeply intelligent, deeply creative... and yet also, to some extent, almost unformed. In parts thrilling, in others laborious, a difficult, idiosyncratic and iconoclastic book.
Thanks to the publisher for an ARC via Netgalley
January 4, 2021
螆谓伪 尾伪胃喂维 伪谓胃蟻蠋蟺喂谓慰 尾喂尾位委慰. 螆谓伪 味蔚蠀纬维蟻喂 渭蔚 蟿蟻委伪 蟺伪喂未喂维 蟽蟿畏 蟽蠉纬蠂蟻慰谓畏 螒渭蔚蟻喂魏萎. 韦蠈蟽慰 未喂蔚喂蟽未蠀蟿喂魏蠈 魏伪喂 蔚喂位喂魏蟻喂谓苇蟼 蟺慰蠀 渭蔚 蟽蠀纬魏委谓畏蟽蔚.
螝伪蟿维 蟿畏谓 伪谓维纬谓蠅蟽畏 蠂蟻蔚喂维味蔚蟿伪喂 慰蟺蠅蟽未萎蟺慰蟿蔚 渭慰位蠉尾喂. 危畏渭蔚委蠅蟽伪 蟿蠈蟽蔚蟼 蟺慰位位苇蟼 蟽魏苇蠄蔚喂蟼 蟿慰蠀 蟽蠀纬纬蟻伪蠁苇伪...
芦螚 未喂伪蠁慰蟻维 伪谓维渭蔚蟽伪 蟽蟿畏谓 蟺伪蟻伪未慰蠂萎 魏伪喂 蟽蟿畏谓 伪蟺慰未慰蠂萎 蔚委谓伪喂 畏 魏伪蟿维胃位喂蠄畏禄
芦螖蔚谓 蔚委谓伪喂 蟽蠀位位蔚魏蟿喂魏蠈 魏慰渭渭维蟿喂 畏 蟺喂魏蟻委伪 谓伪 蟿畏 尾维位蔚喂蟼 蟽蟿慰 蟻维蠁喂禄
芦韦委蟺慰蟿伪 未蔚谓 蟺蔚蟻谓维蔚喂 伪蟺蠈 渭蠈谓慰 蟿慰蠀. 螒谓 未蔚谓 伪蟽蠂慰位畏胃蔚委蟼 蔚蟽蠉 渭蔚 伪蠀蟿蠈, 胃伪 伪蟽蠂慰位畏胃蔚委 伪蠀蟿蠈 渭鈥� 蔚蟽苇谓伪禄
芦螡喂魏萎蟽伪渭蔚 蟽蟿慰谓 蟺蠈位蔚渭慰. 围维蟽伪渭蔚 蟿畏谓 蔚喂蟻萎谓畏禄
芦螚 蟽蠂苇蟽畏 蟿慰蠀蟼 慰蟻喂味蠈蟿伪谓 蠈蠂喂 伪蟺蠈 蠈蟽伪 渭蟺慰蟻慰蠉蟽伪谓 谓伪 渭慰喂蟻伪蟽蟿慰蠉谓, 伪位位维 伪蟺蠈 蠈蟽伪 未蔚谓 渭蟺慰蟻慰蠉蟽伪谓. 螝维胃蔚 蠁慰蟻维, 伪谓维渭蔚蟽伪 蟽蔚 未蠉慰 蠀蟺维蟻尉蔚喂蟼 尾蟻委蟽魏蔚蟿伪喂 渭喂伪 渭慰谓伪未喂魏萎, 伪纬蔚蠁蠉蟻蠅蟿畏 伪蟺蠈蟽蟿伪蟽畏, 苇谓伪 伪蟺伪蟻伪尾委伪蟽蟿慰 喂蔚蟻蠈. 螝维蟺慰喂蔚蟼 蠁慰蟻苇蟼 蟺伪委蟻谓蔚喂 蟿畏 渭慰蟻蠁萎 蟿畏蟼 渭慰谓伪蠂喂魏蠈蟿畏蟿伪蟼. 螝维蟺慰喂蔚蟼 蟿畏蟼 伪纬维蟺畏蟼禄.
韦慰 魏蔚蠁维位伪喂慰 畏 螔委尾位慰蟼 萎蟿伪谓 伪蚁喂蟽蟿慰蠉蚁纬畏渭伪!
螤伪蟻伪未苇蠂慰渭伪喂 蟺蠅蟼 渭蔚 魏慰蠉蟻伪蟽伪谓 位委纬慰 蟿伪 蟽畏渭蔚委伪 蟺慰蠀 伪蠁慰蟻慰蠉谓 蟿畏谓 蔚尾蟻伪蠆魏蠈蟿畏蟿伪 蠅蟼 蟺慰位喂蟿喂蟽渭喂魏萎 魏伪喂 蠈蠂喂 蠅蟼 胃蟻畏蟽魏蔚蠀蟿喂魏萎 蟿伪蠀蟿蠈蟿畏蟿伪 魏伪喂 慰 蟺蠈位蔚渭慰蟼 蟽蟿畏 螠苇蟽畏 螒谓伪蟿慰位萎. 螘委蠂伪谓 蔚谓未喂伪蠁苇蟻慰谓 伪位位维 胃伪 蟿伪 蟺蟻慰蟿喂渭慰蠉蟽伪 蟺喂慰 蟽蠉谓蟿慰渭伪.
螘尉伪喂蟻蔚蟿喂魏萎 纬蟻伪蠁萎. 螆纬喂谓蔚 伪蟺蠈 蟿慰蠀蟼 蟺喂慰 伪纬伪蟺畏渭苇谓慰蠀蟼 渭慰蠀 蟽蠀纬纬蟻伪蠁蔚委蟼.
螝伪蟿维 蟿畏谓 伪谓维纬谓蠅蟽畏 蠂蟻蔚喂维味蔚蟿伪喂 慰蟺蠅蟽未萎蟺慰蟿蔚 渭慰位蠉尾喂. 危畏渭蔚委蠅蟽伪 蟿蠈蟽蔚蟼 蟺慰位位苇蟼 蟽魏苇蠄蔚喂蟼 蟿慰蠀 蟽蠀纬纬蟻伪蠁苇伪...
芦螚 未喂伪蠁慰蟻维 伪谓维渭蔚蟽伪 蟽蟿畏谓 蟺伪蟻伪未慰蠂萎 魏伪喂 蟽蟿畏谓 伪蟺慰未慰蠂萎 蔚委谓伪喂 畏 魏伪蟿维胃位喂蠄畏禄
芦螖蔚谓 蔚委谓伪喂 蟽蠀位位蔚魏蟿喂魏蠈 魏慰渭渭维蟿喂 畏 蟺喂魏蟻委伪 谓伪 蟿畏 尾维位蔚喂蟼 蟽蟿慰 蟻维蠁喂禄
芦韦委蟺慰蟿伪 未蔚谓 蟺蔚蟻谓维蔚喂 伪蟺蠈 渭蠈谓慰 蟿慰蠀. 螒谓 未蔚谓 伪蟽蠂慰位畏胃蔚委蟼 蔚蟽蠉 渭蔚 伪蠀蟿蠈, 胃伪 伪蟽蠂慰位畏胃蔚委 伪蠀蟿蠈 渭鈥� 蔚蟽苇谓伪禄
芦螡喂魏萎蟽伪渭蔚 蟽蟿慰谓 蟺蠈位蔚渭慰. 围维蟽伪渭蔚 蟿畏谓 蔚喂蟻萎谓畏禄
芦螚 蟽蠂苇蟽畏 蟿慰蠀蟼 慰蟻喂味蠈蟿伪谓 蠈蠂喂 伪蟺蠈 蠈蟽伪 渭蟺慰蟻慰蠉蟽伪谓 谓伪 渭慰喂蟻伪蟽蟿慰蠉谓, 伪位位维 伪蟺蠈 蠈蟽伪 未蔚谓 渭蟺慰蟻慰蠉蟽伪谓. 螝维胃蔚 蠁慰蟻维, 伪谓维渭蔚蟽伪 蟽蔚 未蠉慰 蠀蟺维蟻尉蔚喂蟼 尾蟻委蟽魏蔚蟿伪喂 渭喂伪 渭慰谓伪未喂魏萎, 伪纬蔚蠁蠉蟻蠅蟿畏 伪蟺蠈蟽蟿伪蟽畏, 苇谓伪 伪蟺伪蟻伪尾委伪蟽蟿慰 喂蔚蟻蠈. 螝维蟺慰喂蔚蟼 蠁慰蟻苇蟼 蟺伪委蟻谓蔚喂 蟿畏 渭慰蟻蠁萎 蟿畏蟼 渭慰谓伪蠂喂魏蠈蟿畏蟿伪蟼. 螝维蟺慰喂蔚蟼 蟿畏蟼 伪纬维蟺畏蟼禄.
韦慰 魏蔚蠁维位伪喂慰 畏 螔委尾位慰蟼 萎蟿伪谓 伪蚁喂蟽蟿慰蠉蚁纬畏渭伪!
螤伪蟻伪未苇蠂慰渭伪喂 蟺蠅蟼 渭蔚 魏慰蠉蟻伪蟽伪谓 位委纬慰 蟿伪 蟽畏渭蔚委伪 蟺慰蠀 伪蠁慰蟻慰蠉谓 蟿畏谓 蔚尾蟻伪蠆魏蠈蟿畏蟿伪 蠅蟼 蟺慰位喂蟿喂蟽渭喂魏萎 魏伪喂 蠈蠂喂 蠅蟼 胃蟻畏蟽魏蔚蠀蟿喂魏萎 蟿伪蠀蟿蠈蟿畏蟿伪 魏伪喂 慰 蟺蠈位蔚渭慰蟼 蟽蟿畏 螠苇蟽畏 螒谓伪蟿慰位萎. 螘委蠂伪谓 蔚谓未喂伪蠁苇蟻慰谓 伪位位维 胃伪 蟿伪 蟺蟻慰蟿喂渭慰蠉蟽伪 蟺喂慰 蟽蠉谓蟿慰渭伪.
螘尉伪喂蟻蔚蟿喂魏萎 纬蟻伪蠁萎. 螆纬喂谓蔚 伪蟺蠈 蟿慰蠀蟼 蟺喂慰 伪纬伪蟺畏渭苇谓慰蠀蟼 渭慰蠀 蟽蠀纬纬蟻伪蠁蔚委蟼.
January 22, 2017
Indeciso fino all鈥檜ltimo tra 3 o 4 stelle.
Personaggi e scrittura non si discutono, ottimi livelli per entrambi.
Dialoghi scritti magistralmente, forse troppo per貌 (io dei bambini che parlano/ragionano cos矛 li farei internare) e sicuramente troppi.
La trama principale viene resa molto bene, mentre la 鈥渟ottotrama鈥� che riguarda la guerra d鈥橧sraele 猫 forse la parte pi霉 debole (e non 猫 cosa da poco, rivelandosi comunque abbastanza portante per il romanzo). Molta attenzione per l鈥檈ssere umano e relativamente poca per l鈥檃mbiente nel quale tutto avviene.
脠 un buon libro? S矛.
Era migliorabile? Altrettanto s矛 (quanto meno 鈥渁sciugando鈥� alcune parti).
Personaggi e scrittura non si discutono, ottimi livelli per entrambi.
Dialoghi scritti magistralmente, forse troppo per貌 (io dei bambini che parlano/ragionano cos矛 li farei internare) e sicuramente troppi.
La trama principale viene resa molto bene, mentre la 鈥渟ottotrama鈥� che riguarda la guerra d鈥橧sraele 猫 forse la parte pi霉 debole (e non 猫 cosa da poco, rivelandosi comunque abbastanza portante per il romanzo). Molta attenzione per l鈥檈ssere umano e relativamente poca per l鈥檃mbiente nel quale tutto avviene.
脠 un buon libro? S矛.
Era migliorabile? Altrettanto s矛 (quanto meno 鈥渁sciugando鈥� alcune parti).
June 19, 2020
螆谓伪蟼 蟺蠈位蔚渭慰蟼, 苇谓伪蟼 蟿蔚位蔚喂蠅渭苇谓慰蟼 纬维渭慰蟼, 苇谓伪蟼 纬喂慰蟼 蟺慰蠀 魏喂谓未蠀谓蔚蠉蔚喂 谓伪 伪蟺慰尾位畏胃蔚委 伪蟺蠈 蟿慰 蟽蠂慰位蔚委慰 魏伪喂 苇蠂蔚喂蟼 蟿畏谓 蠀蟺蠈胃蔚蟽畏 蟿慰蠀 尾喂尾位委慰蠀.
螌蠂喂 未蔚谓 蔚委谓伪喂 蟿蠈蟽慰 伪蟺位蠈. 螘委谓伪喂 魏伪喂 慰喂 萎蟻蠅蔚蟼, 蔚委谓伪喂 魏伪喂 慰喂 蠂伪蟻伪魏蟿萎蟻蔚蟼 蟺慰蠀 渭蟺伪委谓蔚喂蟼 蟽蟿畏 胃苇蟽畏 蟿慰蠀蟼, 蟺慰蠀 胃苇位蔚喂蟼 谓伪 蟽蠀纬魏蟻慰蠉蟽蟿蔚喂蟼 蔚蟽蠀 纬喂伪 蠂维蟻畏 蟿慰蠀蟼. 螤慰蠀 蟺慰谓维蟼 渭蔚 蠈蟽伪 谓喂蠋胃慰蠀谓, 蟺慰蠀 苇蠂蔚喂蟼 谓喂蠋蟽蔚喂 魏伪喂 蔚蟽蠀 魏维蟺慰喂伪 伪蟺蠈 伪蠀蟿维 魏伪喂 蟽蠀渭蟺伪蟽蠂蔚喂蟼.
螌蠂喂 未蔚谓 蔚委谓伪喂 苇谓伪 尾喂尾位委慰 蟺慰蠀 未蔚谓 蟿慰 维蠁畏蟽伪 伪蟺蠈 蟿伪 蠂苇蟻喂伪 渭慰蠀. 螕喂伪蟿委 蟿慰 维蠁畏谓伪. 韦慰 维蠁畏谓伪 纬喂伪蟿委 未蔚谓 萎胃蔚位伪 谓伪 蟿蔚位蔚喂蠋蟽蔚喂, 未蔚谓 萎胃蔚位伪 谓伪 蟽蟿伪渭伪蟿萎蟽蠅 谓伪 渭伪胃伪委谓蠅 纬喂伪 蟿慰 韦味苇喂魏慰渭蟺 魏伪喂 纬喂伪 蟿畏 韦味慰蠉位喂伪. 螇胃蔚位伪 谓伪 蟽蠀谓蔚蠂委蟽蔚喂 伪蠀蟿萎 畏 蟺伪蟻伪魏慰位慰蠀胃萎蟽畏 蟿畏蟼 味蠅萎蟼 蟿慰蠀蟼, 蟺慰蠀 蔚尾位蔚蟺伪 蟽蟿慰喂蠂蔚委伪 魏伪喂 位维胃畏 蟺慰蠀 苇蠂蠅 魏维谓蔚喂 魏伪喂 蔚纬蠋 魏伪喂 慰喂 蠁委位慰喂 渭慰蠀 魏伪喂 慰喂 纬蠉蟻蠅 渭伪蟼.
螒蟺蠈位伪蠀蟽伪 蟿慰 芦螜未慰蠉 蔚纬蠋禄, 渭慰蠀 胃蠉渭喂蟽蔚 魏维蟿喂 伪蟺蠈 桅蟻伪谓味蔚谓 魏伪喂 巍慰胃. 螒位位维 蔚委蠂蔚 魏维蟿喂 渭慰谓伪未喂魏蠈 未喂魏蠈 蟿慰蠀. 螒谓维位伪蠁蟻慰 魏伪喂 蠂喂慰蠀渭慰蟻喂蟽蟿喂魏蠈 蟽蟿伪 蟽畏渭蔚委伪 蟺慰蠀 苇蟺蟻蔚蟺蔚. 危蟿伪 蟽畏渭蔚委伪 蟺慰蠀 畏 蠁蠈蟻蟿喂蟽畏 萎蟿伪谓 苇谓蟿慰谓畏 蔚蟻蠂蠈蟿伪谓 蟿慰 蠂喂慰蠉渭慰蟻 蟿慰蠀 桅蠈蔚蟻 纬喂伪 谓伪 蔚位伪蠁蟻蠉谓蔚喂 蟿畏谓 魏伪蟿维蟽蟿伪蟽畏.
芦韦慰 谓伪 渭畏谓 苇蠂蔚喂蟼 蔚蟺喂位慰纬萎 蔚委谓伪喂 魏伪喂 伪蠀蟿蠈 渭喂伪 蔚蟺喂位慰纬萎禄
螌蠂喂 未蔚谓 蔚委谓伪喂 蟿蠈蟽慰 伪蟺位蠈. 螘委谓伪喂 魏伪喂 慰喂 萎蟻蠅蔚蟼, 蔚委谓伪喂 魏伪喂 慰喂 蠂伪蟻伪魏蟿萎蟻蔚蟼 蟺慰蠀 渭蟺伪委谓蔚喂蟼 蟽蟿畏 胃苇蟽畏 蟿慰蠀蟼, 蟺慰蠀 胃苇位蔚喂蟼 谓伪 蟽蠀纬魏蟻慰蠉蟽蟿蔚喂蟼 蔚蟽蠀 纬喂伪 蠂维蟻畏 蟿慰蠀蟼. 螤慰蠀 蟺慰谓维蟼 渭蔚 蠈蟽伪 谓喂蠋胃慰蠀谓, 蟺慰蠀 苇蠂蔚喂蟼 谓喂蠋蟽蔚喂 魏伪喂 蔚蟽蠀 魏维蟺慰喂伪 伪蟺蠈 伪蠀蟿维 魏伪喂 蟽蠀渭蟺伪蟽蠂蔚喂蟼.
螌蠂喂 未蔚谓 蔚委谓伪喂 苇谓伪 尾喂尾位委慰 蟺慰蠀 未蔚谓 蟿慰 维蠁畏蟽伪 伪蟺蠈 蟿伪 蠂苇蟻喂伪 渭慰蠀. 螕喂伪蟿委 蟿慰 维蠁畏谓伪. 韦慰 维蠁畏谓伪 纬喂伪蟿委 未蔚谓 萎胃蔚位伪 谓伪 蟿蔚位蔚喂蠋蟽蔚喂, 未蔚谓 萎胃蔚位伪 谓伪 蟽蟿伪渭伪蟿萎蟽蠅 谓伪 渭伪胃伪委谓蠅 纬喂伪 蟿慰 韦味苇喂魏慰渭蟺 魏伪喂 纬喂伪 蟿畏 韦味慰蠉位喂伪. 螇胃蔚位伪 谓伪 蟽蠀谓蔚蠂委蟽蔚喂 伪蠀蟿萎 畏 蟺伪蟻伪魏慰位慰蠀胃萎蟽畏 蟿畏蟼 味蠅萎蟼 蟿慰蠀蟼, 蟺慰蠀 蔚尾位蔚蟺伪 蟽蟿慰喂蠂蔚委伪 魏伪喂 位维胃畏 蟺慰蠀 苇蠂蠅 魏维谓蔚喂 魏伪喂 蔚纬蠋 魏伪喂 慰喂 蠁委位慰喂 渭慰蠀 魏伪喂 慰喂 纬蠉蟻蠅 渭伪蟼.
螒蟺蠈位伪蠀蟽伪 蟿慰 芦螜未慰蠉 蔚纬蠋禄, 渭慰蠀 胃蠉渭喂蟽蔚 魏维蟿喂 伪蟺蠈 桅蟻伪谓味蔚谓 魏伪喂 巍慰胃. 螒位位维 蔚委蠂蔚 魏维蟿喂 渭慰谓伪未喂魏蠈 未喂魏蠈 蟿慰蠀. 螒谓维位伪蠁蟻慰 魏伪喂 蠂喂慰蠀渭慰蟻喂蟽蟿喂魏蠈 蟽蟿伪 蟽畏渭蔚委伪 蟺慰蠀 苇蟺蟻蔚蟺蔚. 危蟿伪 蟽畏渭蔚委伪 蟺慰蠀 畏 蠁蠈蟻蟿喂蟽畏 萎蟿伪谓 苇谓蟿慰谓畏 蔚蟻蠂蠈蟿伪谓 蟿慰 蠂喂慰蠉渭慰蟻 蟿慰蠀 桅蠈蔚蟻 纬喂伪 谓伪 蔚位伪蠁蟻蠉谓蔚喂 蟿畏谓 魏伪蟿维蟽蟿伪蟽畏.
芦韦慰 谓伪 渭畏谓 苇蠂蔚喂蟼 蔚蟺喂位慰纬萎 蔚委谓伪喂 魏伪喂 伪蠀蟿蠈 渭喂伪 蔚蟺喂位慰纬萎禄
May 20, 2016
"You only get to keep what you refuse to let go of"
February 10, 2017
I was the perfect audience for this novel. I'm a huge fan of JSF's fiction, and I had a Jewish upbringing exactly like the one that was the focus of the book. And yet.
Here I Am contains several storylines that were unsuccessfully wound together. We have the imagined destruction of Israel which could have made for a grand and fascinating telling, but it was a more or less an abandoned plot-line. We also have the destruction of a marriage, but there was nothing there we haven't seen before.
There were no fleshed out characters to be found. The writing was beautiful as always, but I found it was lacking his signature strangeness that I was so looking forward to (a la Everything is Illuminated ).I loved the deep cultural references to the Ashkenazi-American experience, but anyone who isn't from that background will likely be confused, as everything was presented without context.
It seems like this was written for JSF himself; everything from his life and his brain whipped together into a neat package for his own enjoyment. While I enjoyed parts of this enough to give it 3 stars, nothing in here moved me-- a huge disappointment coming from an author whose two previous works moved me more than anything else (especially Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close ).
I am very interested to see how this is received by the masses once it's released in a few weeks. I wanted to love this but it wasn't in the cards for me. I hope it will speak to some other readers.
Here I Am contains several storylines that were unsuccessfully wound together. We have the imagined destruction of Israel which could have made for a grand and fascinating telling, but it was a more or less an abandoned plot-line. We also have the destruction of a marriage, but there was nothing there we haven't seen before.
There were no fleshed out characters to be found. The writing was beautiful as always, but I found it was lacking his signature strangeness that I was so looking forward to (a la Everything is Illuminated ).I loved the deep cultural references to the Ashkenazi-American experience, but anyone who isn't from that background will likely be confused, as everything was presented without context.
It seems like this was written for JSF himself; everything from his life and his brain whipped together into a neat package for his own enjoyment. While I enjoyed parts of this enough to give it 3 stars, nothing in here moved me-- a huge disappointment coming from an author whose two previous works moved me more than anything else (especially Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close ).
I am very interested to see how this is received by the masses once it's released in a few weeks. I wanted to love this but it wasn't in the cards for me. I hope it will speak to some other readers.
July 29, 2016
Amazing first half. The Israel stuff left me cold.
March 28, 2020
伪蚁喂蟽蟿慰蠉蚁纬畏渭伪!
January 19, 2018
Not an easy one for my first ever review! This is a long novel with a lot going on. Perhaps a little too much. There were large parts I absolutely loved. The family life of Jewish couple Jacob and Julia Bloch, their three boys and dog was riveting. I can鈥檛 recall a novel that depicts the growing tensions between a husband and wife as razor sharp in its insights as this. And Foer is so good at getting the amazing and profound things young children can suddenly come out with. I loved the three boys in this book. Then there鈥檚 the bigger picture. A catastrophic earthquake in the Middle East unlocks all the tensions there and before long Israel is under attack. The Bloch family experience this as newsreel footage, almost like virtual reality, which is nicely contrasted by the virtual world in which the eldest son spends a lot of his time and the sextexts Joseph has exchanged with a female work colleague and Julia stumbles upon. There鈥檚 a lot of soul searching about Jewish identity in this novel, a little too much for me. But the speech a rabbi gives at Joseph鈥檚 grandfather鈥檚 funeral was so moving it brought me to tears. I can鈥檛 give this less than five stars because, despite some meandering sideshows, the central thrust of the novel was absolutely brilliant.
March 26, 2020
鈥溞曆傂� 屑械鈥� 械 褉芯屑邪薪 蟹邪 褋屑褗褉褌褌邪 薪邪 薪邪写械卸写懈褌械 薪邪 芯斜懈泻薪芯胁械薪懈褟 褔芯胁械泻. 鈥炐曆傂� 屑械鈥� 褉邪蟹泻邪蟹胁邪 懈 蟹邪 薪邪写械卸写邪褌邪 薪邪 芯斜懈薪芯胁械薪懈褟 褔芯胁械泻 写邪 懈蟹斜械谐薪械 褋屑褗褉褌褌邪 薪邪 屑邪谢泻懈褟 褋懈 卸懈胁芯褌. 袟邪褖芯褌芯 褋屑褗褉褌褌邪 薪邪 褔芯胁械泻邪 械 褉邪蟹谢懈褔薪邪 芯褌 褋屑褗褉褌褌邪 薪邪 卸懈胁芯褌邪 屑褍.
"袧懈械 褋屑械 懈蟹斜褉邪谢懈 写邪 锌褉械胁褗褉薪械屑 卸懈胁芯褌邪 胁褗胁 胁褗褉褏芯胁薪邪褌邪 械胁褉械泄褋泻邪 褑械薪薪芯褋褌, 胁屑械褋褌芯 写邪 褉械褕懈屑 写芯泻芯谢泻芯 褋邪 褑械薪薪懈 芯褌写械谢薪懈褌械 胁懈写芯胁械 卸懈胁芯褌, 懈谢懈 写邪 薪邪锌褉邪胁懈屑 芯褖械 锌芯-泻褉邪泄薪邪褌邪 褋褌褗锌泻邪, 写邪 褋械 锌褉懈蟹薪邪械, 褔械 懈屑邪 薪械褖邪, 泻芯懈褌芯 褋邪 锌芯-胁邪卸薪懈 芯褌 褌芯胁邪 写邪 褋懈 卸懈胁."
肖芯械褉 械 褋褗蟹写邪谢 蟹邪写褗谢斜芯褔械薪, 褌械卸褗泻 褉芯屑邪薪, 泻褗屑 泻芯泄褌芯 薪械 斜懈褏 锌芯褋械谐薪邪谢邪 胁褌芯褉懈 锌褗褌 鈥� 薪械 蟹邪褖芯褌芯 薪械 械 写芯斜褗褉. 袧邪锌褉芯褌懈胁, 鈥炐曆傂� 屑械鈥� 械 胁械谢懈泻芯谢械锌械薪 褉芯屑邪薪, 薪芯 褋褗褖芯 褌邪泻邪 械 薪械锌芯薪芯褋懈屑 锌芯 薪邪褔懈薪, 泻芯泄褌芯 褍写褉褟 芯斜懈泻薪芯胁械薪懈褟 褔芯胁械泻 锌褉邪胁芯 胁 褋褗褉褑械胁懈薪邪褌邪 薪邪 谐芯谢械屑懈褌械 屑褍 褋褌褉邪褏芯胁械 蟹邪 屑邪谢泻懈褌械 褋屑褗褉褌懈.
鈥炐⑿靶�, 胁褗褉褏褍 锌褉褗褋褌褌邪, 薪邪褋褉械写 锌芯写芯斜懈械褌芯 薪邪 褋邪胁邪薪邪 薪邪褋褉械写 褋褌芯谢懈褑邪褌邪 薪邪 褋褌褉邪薪邪褌邪 褌芯泄 锌芯褔褍胁褋褌胁邪 薪械褖芯 褌芯谢泻芯胁邪 薪械褍写褗褉卸懈屑芯 懈 懈褋褌懈薪褋泻芯, 褔械 褌芯 懈谢懈 褖械褕械 写邪 屑褍 褋锌邪褋懈 卸懈胁芯褌邪, 懈谢懈 写邪 谐芯 褋褗褋懈锌械.
孝褉懈 谐芯写懈薪懈 锌芯-泻褗褋薪芯 褖械褕械 写邪 褑械谢褍薪械 褋 械蟹懈泻 屑芯屑懈褔械, 蟹邪 泻芯械褌芯 薪邪 写褉邪谐芯 褋褗褉褑械 斜懈 褋懈 芯褌褉褟蟹褗谢 褉褗褑械褌械. 小谢械写胁邪褖邪褌邪 谐芯写懈薪邪 胁褗蟹写褍褕薪邪 胁褗蟹谐谢胁薪懈褑邪 褖械褕械 写邪 屑褍 褉邪蟹泻褗褋邪 褉芯谐芯胁懈褑邪褌邪 懈 写邪 屑褍 褋锌邪褋懈 卸懈胁芯褌邪. 袛胁械 谐芯写懈薪懈 锌芯-泻褗锟斤拷薪芯 褖械褕械 写邪 谐谢械写邪 褍写懈胁械薪 褍褋褌邪, 锌芯械屑邪褖邪 锌械薪懈褋邪 屑褍. 袗 锌芯-泻褗褋薪芯 锌褉械蟹 褋褗褖邪褌邪 谐芯写懈薪邪 褖械褕械 写邪 泻邪卸械 薪邪 斜邪褖邪 褋懈 芯薪芯胁邪, 泻芯械褌芯 芯褌 谐芯写懈薪懈 谐芯胁芯褉械褕械 蟹邪写 谐褗褉斜邪 屑褍. 些械褕械 写邪 懈蟹锌褍褕懈 械写懈薪 褔褍胁邪谢 屑邪褉懈褏褍邪薪邪, 写邪 谐谢械写邪 泻邪泻 泻芯谢褟薪芯褌芯 屑褍 褋械 懈蟹屑褟褌邪 锌芯 胁褉械屑械 薪邪 谐谢褍锌邪胁 褎褍褌斜芯谢械薪 屑邪褔, 胁 械写懈薪 薪械锌芯蟹薪邪褌 谐褉邪写 褖械褕械 写邪 斜褗写械 薪械芯斜褟褋薪懈屑芯 褌褉芯谐薪邪褌 写芯 褋褗谢蟹懈 芯褌 泻邪褉褌懈薪邪 薪邪 卸械薪邪 褋 斜械斜械, 褖械褕械 写邪 写芯泻芯褋薪械 屑械褔泻邪 胁 蟹懈屑械薪 褋褗薪 懈 蟹邪褋褌褉邪褕械薪 屑褉邪胁芯褟写, 写邪 褔邪泻邪 褑褟谢邪 褋械写屑懈褑邪 褉械蟹褍谢褌邪褌懈 芯褌 懈蟹褋谢械写胁邪薪懈褟, 写邪 褋械 屑芯谢懈 褌懈褏芯 蟹邪 卸懈胁芯褌邪 薪邪 褋褗锌褉褍谐邪褌邪 褋懈, 写芯泻邪褌芯 褌褟 泻褉械褖械褕械, 邪 芯褌 褌褟谢芯褌芯 泄 懈蟹谢懈蟹邪褕械 薪芯胁 卸懈胁芯褌 鈥� 褌芯胁邪 斜褟褏邪 胁褋械 屑芯屑械薪褌懈, 胁 泻芯懈褌芯 卸懈胁芯褌褗褌 屑褍 褋械 褋褌褉褍胁邪褕械 胁邪卸械薪, 褑械薪械薪. 袧芯 褌械 斜褟褏邪 褋褗胁褋械屑 屑邪谢泻邪 褔邪褋褌 芯褌 胁褉械屑械褌芯 屑褍 薪邪 蟹械屑褟褌邪. 袩械褌 屑懈薪褍褌懈 谐芯写懈褕薪芯? 袣芯谢泻芯 锌褉邪胁械褕械 褌芯胁邪? 械写懈薪 写械薪? 袧邪泄-屑薪芯谐芯. 袝写懈薪 写械薪, 胁 泻芯泄褌芯 褋械 褔褍胁褋褌胁邪褕 卸懈胁 蟹邪 褔械褌懈褉懈 写械褋械褌懈谢械褌懈褟 卸懈胁芯褌?鈥�
鈥炐曆傂� 屑械鈥樷€� 薪懈 胁褗胁械卸写邪 写褗谢斜芯泻芯 胁 械胁褉械泄褋泻懈褌械 褌褉邪写懈褑懈懈 懈 褑械薪薪芯褋褌懈 懈 械胁褉械泄褋泻邪褌邪 写褍褕械胁薪芯褋褌, 薪芯 褋褗褖芯 褌邪泻邪 褉邪蟹谢懈褋褌胁邪 锌谢邪褋褌 锌芯 锌谢邪褋褌 芯褌 胁褗褌褉械褕薪懈褟 褋胁褟褌 薪邪 褋褉械写薪芯褋褌邪褌懈褋褌懈褔械褋泻懈褟 褔芯胁械泻, 锌芯锌邪写薪邪谢 胁 泻邪锌邪薪邪 薪邪 褋褉械写薪芯褋褌邪褌懈褋褌懈褔械褋泻懈褟 褋懈 卸懈胁芯褌. 袛芯泻邪褌芯 褔械褌械褌械 鈥炐曆傂� 屑械鈥�, 褖械 褋械 锌懈褌邪褌械 鈥� 泻邪泻胁邪 械 褉芯谢褟褌邪 薪邪 褋械屑械泄褋褌胁芯褌芯 懈 褉械谢懈谐懈褟褌邪 胁 薪邪褕械褌芯 褋褗胁褉械屑懈械, 锌芯蟹薪邪胁邪 谢懈 薪懈 褌芯胁邪 褋械屑械泄褋褌胁芯 写芯褋褌邪褌褗褔薪芯 写芯斜褉械, 锌芯蟹薪邪胁邪屑械 谢懈 褋械 褋邪屑懈褌械 褋械斜械 褋懈 写芯褋褌邪褌褗褔薪芯 写芯斜褉械? 袦芯卸械 谢懈 褉械谢懈谐懈褟褌邪 薪懈 写邪 薪懈 写邪写械 褍褌械褏邪 懈 写邪 芯褋胁械褌懈 锌褗褌褟 薪懈 薪邪锌褉械写 胁 斜懈褌懈械褌芯, 泻芯械褌芯 薪懈 蟹邪褌懈褋泻邪 懈 芯褌 泻芯械褌芯 褋屑械 褋胁懈泻薪邪谢懈 写邪 褋械 褔褍胁褋褌胁邪屑械 胁械褔薪芯 褍屑芯褉械薪懈? 袠谢懈 褉械谢懈谐懈褟褌邪 薪懈 芯谐褉邪斜胁邪 芯褌 胁褗蟹屑芯卸薪芯褋褌褌邪 写邪 斜褗写械屑 褋械斜械 褋懈 懈 写邪 懈蟹斜械褉械屑 褋邪屑懈 锌褗褌褟 褋懈? 袩褉械写芯锌褉械写械谢褟 谢懈 懈褋褌芯褉懈褟褌邪 薪懈 泻邪泻胁懈 写邪 斜褗写械屑, 泻邪泻褗胁 卸懈胁芯褌 写邪 懈蟹斜械褉械屑 懈 泻邪泻 写邪 谐芯 卸懈胁械械屑? 鈥炐捫感叫靶承� 褋褗屑 胁褟褉胁邪谢, 褔械 械写懈薪褋褌胁械薪芯褌芯, 泻芯械褌芯 械 薪械芯斜褏芯写懈屑芯, 蟹邪 写邪 锌褉芯屑械薪褟 懈蟹褑褟谢芯 卸懈胁芯褌邪 褋懈, 械 锌褗谢薪邪 锌褉芯屑褟薪邪 薪邪 谢懈褔薪芯褋褌褌邪.鈥�
袠屑邪 谢懈 薪懈 薪邪褋? 袠屑邪 谢懈 泻芯泄 写邪 薪懈 泻邪卸械: 械褌芯 褌械. 袝褌芯 屑械.
袛卸芯薪邪褌邪 小邪褎褉邪薪 肖芯械褉 械 懈蟹泻谢褞褔懈褌械谢薪芯 懈薪褌械谢懈谐械薪褌械薪, 芯褋褌褉芯褍屑械薪 懈 锌褉芯薪懈褑邪褌械谢械薪 锌懈褋邪褌械谢. 孝芯蟹懈 薪械谐芯胁 褌褉褍写 (械写懈薪褋褌胁械薪懈褟褌, 泻芯泄褌芯 褋褗屑 褔械谢邪 写芯褋械谐邪) 褍褋锌褟胁邪 薪械 锌褉芯褋褌芯 写邪 褋泻懈褑懈褉邪 褋斜谢褗褋褗泻邪 薪邪 褉械谢懈谐懈褟褌邪, 胁褟褉邪褌邪 ( 懈 谢懈锌褋邪褌邪 薪邪 褌邪泻邪胁邪), 褋褗胁褉械屑懈械褌芯 薪邪 褋械屑械泄褋褌胁芯褌芯 懈 锌芯蟹懈褑懈褟褌邪 薪邪 褔芯胁械泻邪 胁 褉邪屑泻懈褌械 懈 懈蟹胁褗薪 褉邪屑泻懈褌械 薪邪 褋械屑械泄褋褌胁芯褌芯, 懈褋褌芯褉懈褟褌邪 懈 锌褉械褋械褔薪邪褌邪 褌芯褔泻邪 薪邪 锌芯泻芯谢械薪懈褟褌邪. 孝芯泄 褉懈褋褍胁邪 械泻褋锌褉械褋懈胁薪芯 写褍褕械胁薪芯褋褌褌邪 薪邪 褋胁芯懈褌械 锌褗谢薪芯泻褉褗胁薪懈 谐械褉芯懈, 懈蟹锌芯谢蟹胁邪 褋胁械褌谢芯褋械薪泻懈, 褌褗泄 泻邪褌芯 械 薪械写芯锌褍褋褌懈屑芯 写邪 谐芯胁芯褉懈屑 褔械褉薪芯-斜械谢懈 懈写械懈, 懈蟹斜芯褉懈 懈 写械泄褋褌胁懈褌械谢薪芯褋褌懈. 袙褋懈褔泻芯 胁 锌懈褋邪薪械褌芯 屑褍 械 泻芯屑锌谢械泻褋薪芯, 械写薪邪 卸懈胁邪 懈 薪械锌褉懈屑懈褉懈屑邪 褋褗胁泻褍锌薪芯褋褌 芯褌 屑懈薪邪谢芯, 薪邪褋褌芯褟褖械 懈 薪械褟褋薪芯 斜褗写械褖械. 袣芯谢械斜邪薪懈褟褌邪 薪邪 谐械褉芯懈褌械 褋邪 薪械懈蟹屑械褉懈屑懈, 褉械褕懈褌械谢薪芯褋褌褌邪 懈屑 褋褗褖芯. 袩褉懈褋褗写懈褌械 薪邪 屑懈薪邪谢芯褌芯 薪邪褋褌懈谐邪褌 薪邪褋褌芯褟褖械褌芯 懈 懈蟹褑械卸写邪褌 褋械谐邪褕薪懈褌械 懈蟹斜芯褉懈 芯褌 胁褗蟹屑芯卸薪芯褋褌 蟹邪 懈蟹斜芯褉. 袧芯 鈥炐葱� 薪褟屑邪褕 懈蟹斜芯褉 褋褗褖芯 械 懈蟹斜芯褉鈥�. 袠 薪邪褋褉械写 胁褋懈褔泻芯 褌芯胁邪 锌褉芯褑褗褎褌褟胁邪褌 薪械褍写芯胁谢械褌胁芯褉械薪芯褋褌褌邪 懈 褌褗谐邪褌邪, 泻芯懈褌芯, 薪械懈蟹褉邪蟹械薪懈 懈 锌芯褌懈褋薪邪褌懈 胁 鈥炑€邪胁薪懈褟, 褋泻褍褔械薪 锌械泄蟹邪卸鈥�, 泻芯泄褌芯 芯斜懈褌邪胁邪屑械, 褋械 锌褉械胁褉褗褖邪褌 胁 谐薪械胁邪, 泻芯泄褌芯 薪懈 锌褉械褔懈 写邪 胁懈写懈屑 鈥炐惭娧€褏邪 薪邪 褌邪蟹懈 锌谢邪薪懈薪邪鈥�.
袩芯褋械谐薪械褌械 泻褗屑 褌邪蟹懈 泻薪懈谐邪. 袩芯褋械谐薪械褌械 泻褗屑 薪械褟 褋械谐邪, 邪泻芯 写芯褉懈 屑邪谢泻芯 褋褗屑 褉邪蟹锌邪谢懈谢邪 谢褞斜芯锌懈褌褋褌胁芯褌芯 胁懈. 鈥炐曆傂� 屑械鈥� 褌褉褟斜胁邪 写邪 褋械 锌褉芯褔械褌械 锌芯薪械 写胁邪 锌褗褌懈. 袨薪械蟹懈, 薪邪 泻芯懈褌芯 褉芯屑邪薪褗褌 褖械 锌褉芯谐芯胁芯褉懈 芯斜邪褔械, 褖械 芯褋褌邪薪邪褌 斜械蟹 褋懈谢懈 写邪 褋械 胁锌褍褋薪邪褌 芯褌薪邪褔邪谢芯, 蟹邪褖芯褌芯 鈥炐曆傂� 屑械鈥� 薪懈 蟹邪写邪胁邪 屑薪芯谐芯 胁褗锌褉芯褋懈, 薪芯 懈 薪懈 褌谢邪褋泻邪 泻褗屑 芯褌谐芯胁芯褉懈, 泻芯懈褌芯 斜懈褏屑械 懈褋泻邪谢懈 写邪 芯褋褌邪胁懈屑 褋邪屑芯 蟹邪 褋械斜械 褋懈.
"袧懈械 褋屑械 懈蟹斜褉邪谢懈 写邪 锌褉械胁褗褉薪械屑 卸懈胁芯褌邪 胁褗胁 胁褗褉褏芯胁薪邪褌邪 械胁褉械泄褋泻邪 褑械薪薪芯褋褌, 胁屑械褋褌芯 写邪 褉械褕懈屑 写芯泻芯谢泻芯 褋邪 褑械薪薪懈 芯褌写械谢薪懈褌械 胁懈写芯胁械 卸懈胁芯褌, 懈谢懈 写邪 薪邪锌褉邪胁懈屑 芯褖械 锌芯-泻褉邪泄薪邪褌邪 褋褌褗锌泻邪, 写邪 褋械 锌褉懈蟹薪邪械, 褔械 懈屑邪 薪械褖邪, 泻芯懈褌芯 褋邪 锌芯-胁邪卸薪懈 芯褌 褌芯胁邪 写邪 褋懈 卸懈胁."
肖芯械褉 械 褋褗蟹写邪谢 蟹邪写褗谢斜芯褔械薪, 褌械卸褗泻 褉芯屑邪薪, 泻褗屑 泻芯泄褌芯 薪械 斜懈褏 锌芯褋械谐薪邪谢邪 胁褌芯褉懈 锌褗褌 鈥� 薪械 蟹邪褖芯褌芯 薪械 械 写芯斜褗褉. 袧邪锌褉芯褌懈胁, 鈥炐曆傂� 屑械鈥� 械 胁械谢懈泻芯谢械锌械薪 褉芯屑邪薪, 薪芯 褋褗褖芯 褌邪泻邪 械 薪械锌芯薪芯褋懈屑 锌芯 薪邪褔懈薪, 泻芯泄褌芯 褍写褉褟 芯斜懈泻薪芯胁械薪懈褟 褔芯胁械泻 锌褉邪胁芯 胁 褋褗褉褑械胁懈薪邪褌邪 薪邪 谐芯谢械屑懈褌械 屑褍 褋褌褉邪褏芯胁械 蟹邪 屑邪谢泻懈褌械 褋屑褗褉褌懈.
鈥炐⑿靶�, 胁褗褉褏褍 锌褉褗褋褌褌邪, 薪邪褋褉械写 锌芯写芯斜懈械褌芯 薪邪 褋邪胁邪薪邪 薪邪褋褉械写 褋褌芯谢懈褑邪褌邪 薪邪 褋褌褉邪薪邪褌邪 褌芯泄 锌芯褔褍胁褋褌胁邪 薪械褖芯 褌芯谢泻芯胁邪 薪械褍写褗褉卸懈屑芯 懈 懈褋褌懈薪褋泻芯, 褔械 褌芯 懈谢懈 褖械褕械 写邪 屑褍 褋锌邪褋懈 卸懈胁芯褌邪, 懈谢懈 写邪 谐芯 褋褗褋懈锌械.
孝褉懈 谐芯写懈薪懈 锌芯-泻褗褋薪芯 褖械褕械 写邪 褑械谢褍薪械 褋 械蟹懈泻 屑芯屑懈褔械, 蟹邪 泻芯械褌芯 薪邪 写褉邪谐芯 褋褗褉褑械 斜懈 褋懈 芯褌褉褟蟹褗谢 褉褗褑械褌械. 小谢械写胁邪褖邪褌邪 谐芯写懈薪邪 胁褗蟹写褍褕薪邪 胁褗蟹谐谢胁薪懈褑邪 褖械褕械 写邪 屑褍 褉邪蟹泻褗褋邪 褉芯谐芯胁懈褑邪褌邪 懈 写邪 屑褍 褋锌邪褋懈 卸懈胁芯褌邪. 袛胁械 谐芯写懈薪懈 锌芯-泻褗锟斤拷薪芯 褖械褕械 写邪 谐谢械写邪 褍写懈胁械薪 褍褋褌邪, 锌芯械屑邪褖邪 锌械薪懈褋邪 屑褍. 袗 锌芯-泻褗褋薪芯 锌褉械蟹 褋褗褖邪褌邪 谐芯写懈薪邪 褖械褕械 写邪 泻邪卸械 薪邪 斜邪褖邪 褋懈 芯薪芯胁邪, 泻芯械褌芯 芯褌 谐芯写懈薪懈 谐芯胁芯褉械褕械 蟹邪写 谐褗褉斜邪 屑褍. 些械褕械 写邪 懈蟹锌褍褕懈 械写懈薪 褔褍胁邪谢 屑邪褉懈褏褍邪薪邪, 写邪 谐谢械写邪 泻邪泻 泻芯谢褟薪芯褌芯 屑褍 褋械 懈蟹屑褟褌邪 锌芯 胁褉械屑械 薪邪 谐谢褍锌邪胁 褎褍褌斜芯谢械薪 屑邪褔, 胁 械写懈薪 薪械锌芯蟹薪邪褌 谐褉邪写 褖械褕械 写邪 斜褗写械 薪械芯斜褟褋薪懈屑芯 褌褉芯谐薪邪褌 写芯 褋褗谢蟹懈 芯褌 泻邪褉褌懈薪邪 薪邪 卸械薪邪 褋 斜械斜械, 褖械褕械 写邪 写芯泻芯褋薪械 屑械褔泻邪 胁 蟹懈屑械薪 褋褗薪 懈 蟹邪褋褌褉邪褕械薪 屑褉邪胁芯褟写, 写邪 褔邪泻邪 褑褟谢邪 褋械写屑懈褑邪 褉械蟹褍谢褌邪褌懈 芯褌 懈蟹褋谢械写胁邪薪懈褟, 写邪 褋械 屑芯谢懈 褌懈褏芯 蟹邪 卸懈胁芯褌邪 薪邪 褋褗锌褉褍谐邪褌邪 褋懈, 写芯泻邪褌芯 褌褟 泻褉械褖械褕械, 邪 芯褌 褌褟谢芯褌芯 泄 懈蟹谢懈蟹邪褕械 薪芯胁 卸懈胁芯褌 鈥� 褌芯胁邪 斜褟褏邪 胁褋械 屑芯屑械薪褌懈, 胁 泻芯懈褌芯 卸懈胁芯褌褗褌 屑褍 褋械 褋褌褉褍胁邪褕械 胁邪卸械薪, 褑械薪械薪. 袧芯 褌械 斜褟褏邪 褋褗胁褋械屑 屑邪谢泻邪 褔邪褋褌 芯褌 胁褉械屑械褌芯 屑褍 薪邪 蟹械屑褟褌邪. 袩械褌 屑懈薪褍褌懈 谐芯写懈褕薪芯? 袣芯谢泻芯 锌褉邪胁械褕械 褌芯胁邪? 械写懈薪 写械薪? 袧邪泄-屑薪芯谐芯. 袝写懈薪 写械薪, 胁 泻芯泄褌芯 褋械 褔褍胁褋褌胁邪褕 卸懈胁 蟹邪 褔械褌懈褉懈 写械褋械褌懈谢械褌懈褟 卸懈胁芯褌?鈥�
鈥炐曆傂� 屑械鈥樷€� 薪懈 胁褗胁械卸写邪 写褗谢斜芯泻芯 胁 械胁褉械泄褋泻懈褌械 褌褉邪写懈褑懈懈 懈 褑械薪薪芯褋褌懈 懈 械胁褉械泄褋泻邪褌邪 写褍褕械胁薪芯褋褌, 薪芯 褋褗褖芯 褌邪泻邪 褉邪蟹谢懈褋褌胁邪 锌谢邪褋褌 锌芯 锌谢邪褋褌 芯褌 胁褗褌褉械褕薪懈褟 褋胁褟褌 薪邪 褋褉械写薪芯褋褌邪褌懈褋褌懈褔械褋泻懈褟 褔芯胁械泻, 锌芯锌邪写薪邪谢 胁 泻邪锌邪薪邪 薪邪 褋褉械写薪芯褋褌邪褌懈褋褌懈褔械褋泻懈褟 褋懈 卸懈胁芯褌. 袛芯泻邪褌芯 褔械褌械褌械 鈥炐曆傂� 屑械鈥�, 褖械 褋械 锌懈褌邪褌械 鈥� 泻邪泻胁邪 械 褉芯谢褟褌邪 薪邪 褋械屑械泄褋褌胁芯褌芯 懈 褉械谢懈谐懈褟褌邪 胁 薪邪褕械褌芯 褋褗胁褉械屑懈械, 锌芯蟹薪邪胁邪 谢懈 薪懈 褌芯胁邪 褋械屑械泄褋褌胁芯 写芯褋褌邪褌褗褔薪芯 写芯斜褉械, 锌芯蟹薪邪胁邪屑械 谢懈 褋械 褋邪屑懈褌械 褋械斜械 褋懈 写芯褋褌邪褌褗褔薪芯 写芯斜褉械? 袦芯卸械 谢懈 褉械谢懈谐懈褟褌邪 薪懈 写邪 薪懈 写邪写械 褍褌械褏邪 懈 写邪 芯褋胁械褌懈 锌褗褌褟 薪懈 薪邪锌褉械写 胁 斜懈褌懈械褌芯, 泻芯械褌芯 薪懈 蟹邪褌懈褋泻邪 懈 芯褌 泻芯械褌芯 褋屑械 褋胁懈泻薪邪谢懈 写邪 褋械 褔褍胁褋褌胁邪屑械 胁械褔薪芯 褍屑芯褉械薪懈? 袠谢懈 褉械谢懈谐懈褟褌邪 薪懈 芯谐褉邪斜胁邪 芯褌 胁褗蟹屑芯卸薪芯褋褌褌邪 写邪 斜褗写械屑 褋械斜械 褋懈 懈 写邪 懈蟹斜械褉械屑 褋邪屑懈 锌褗褌褟 褋懈? 袩褉械写芯锌褉械写械谢褟 谢懈 懈褋褌芯褉懈褟褌邪 薪懈 泻邪泻胁懈 写邪 斜褗写械屑, 泻邪泻褗胁 卸懈胁芯褌 写邪 懈蟹斜械褉械屑 懈 泻邪泻 写邪 谐芯 卸懈胁械械屑? 鈥炐捫感叫靶承� 褋褗屑 胁褟褉胁邪谢, 褔械 械写懈薪褋褌胁械薪芯褌芯, 泻芯械褌芯 械 薪械芯斜褏芯写懈屑芯, 蟹邪 写邪 锌褉芯屑械薪褟 懈蟹褑褟谢芯 卸懈胁芯褌邪 褋懈, 械 锌褗谢薪邪 锌褉芯屑褟薪邪 薪邪 谢懈褔薪芯褋褌褌邪.鈥�
袠屑邪 谢懈 薪懈 薪邪褋? 袠屑邪 谢懈 泻芯泄 写邪 薪懈 泻邪卸械: 械褌芯 褌械. 袝褌芯 屑械.
袛卸芯薪邪褌邪 小邪褎褉邪薪 肖芯械褉 械 懈蟹泻谢褞褔懈褌械谢薪芯 懈薪褌械谢懈谐械薪褌械薪, 芯褋褌褉芯褍屑械薪 懈 锌褉芯薪懈褑邪褌械谢械薪 锌懈褋邪褌械谢. 孝芯蟹懈 薪械谐芯胁 褌褉褍写 (械写懈薪褋褌胁械薪懈褟褌, 泻芯泄褌芯 褋褗屑 褔械谢邪 写芯褋械谐邪) 褍褋锌褟胁邪 薪械 锌褉芯褋褌芯 写邪 褋泻懈褑懈褉邪 褋斜谢褗褋褗泻邪 薪邪 褉械谢懈谐懈褟褌邪, 胁褟褉邪褌邪 ( 懈 谢懈锌褋邪褌邪 薪邪 褌邪泻邪胁邪), 褋褗胁褉械屑懈械褌芯 薪邪 褋械屑械泄褋褌胁芯褌芯 懈 锌芯蟹懈褑懈褟褌邪 薪邪 褔芯胁械泻邪 胁 褉邪屑泻懈褌械 懈 懈蟹胁褗薪 褉邪屑泻懈褌械 薪邪 褋械屑械泄褋褌胁芯褌芯, 懈褋褌芯褉懈褟褌邪 懈 锌褉械褋械褔薪邪褌邪 褌芯褔泻邪 薪邪 锌芯泻芯谢械薪懈褟褌邪. 孝芯泄 褉懈褋褍胁邪 械泻褋锌褉械褋懈胁薪芯 写褍褕械胁薪芯褋褌褌邪 薪邪 褋胁芯懈褌械 锌褗谢薪芯泻褉褗胁薪懈 谐械褉芯懈, 懈蟹锌芯谢蟹胁邪 褋胁械褌谢芯褋械薪泻懈, 褌褗泄 泻邪褌芯 械 薪械写芯锌褍褋褌懈屑芯 写邪 谐芯胁芯褉懈屑 褔械褉薪芯-斜械谢懈 懈写械懈, 懈蟹斜芯褉懈 懈 写械泄褋褌胁懈褌械谢薪芯褋褌懈. 袙褋懈褔泻芯 胁 锌懈褋邪薪械褌芯 屑褍 械 泻芯屑锌谢械泻褋薪芯, 械写薪邪 卸懈胁邪 懈 薪械锌褉懈屑懈褉懈屑邪 褋褗胁泻褍锌薪芯褋褌 芯褌 屑懈薪邪谢芯, 薪邪褋褌芯褟褖械 懈 薪械褟褋薪芯 斜褗写械褖械. 袣芯谢械斜邪薪懈褟褌邪 薪邪 谐械褉芯懈褌械 褋邪 薪械懈蟹屑械褉懈屑懈, 褉械褕懈褌械谢薪芯褋褌褌邪 懈屑 褋褗褖芯. 袩褉懈褋褗写懈褌械 薪邪 屑懈薪邪谢芯褌芯 薪邪褋褌懈谐邪褌 薪邪褋褌芯褟褖械褌芯 懈 懈蟹褑械卸写邪褌 褋械谐邪褕薪懈褌械 懈蟹斜芯褉懈 芯褌 胁褗蟹屑芯卸薪芯褋褌 蟹邪 懈蟹斜芯褉. 袧芯 鈥炐葱� 薪褟屑邪褕 懈蟹斜芯褉 褋褗褖芯 械 懈蟹斜芯褉鈥�. 袠 薪邪褋褉械写 胁褋懈褔泻芯 褌芯胁邪 锌褉芯褑褗褎褌褟胁邪褌 薪械褍写芯胁谢械褌胁芯褉械薪芯褋褌褌邪 懈 褌褗谐邪褌邪, 泻芯懈褌芯, 薪械懈蟹褉邪蟹械薪懈 懈 锌芯褌懈褋薪邪褌懈 胁 鈥炑€邪胁薪懈褟, 褋泻褍褔械薪 锌械泄蟹邪卸鈥�, 泻芯泄褌芯 芯斜懈褌邪胁邪屑械, 褋械 锌褉械胁褉褗褖邪褌 胁 谐薪械胁邪, 泻芯泄褌芯 薪懈 锌褉械褔懈 写邪 胁懈写懈屑 鈥炐惭娧€褏邪 薪邪 褌邪蟹懈 锌谢邪薪懈薪邪鈥�.
袩芯褋械谐薪械褌械 泻褗屑 褌邪蟹懈 泻薪懈谐邪. 袩芯褋械谐薪械褌械 泻褗屑 薪械褟 褋械谐邪, 邪泻芯 写芯褉懈 屑邪谢泻芯 褋褗屑 褉邪蟹锌邪谢懈谢邪 谢褞斜芯锌懈褌褋褌胁芯褌芯 胁懈. 鈥炐曆傂� 屑械鈥� 褌褉褟斜胁邪 写邪 褋械 锌褉芯褔械褌械 锌芯薪械 写胁邪 锌褗褌懈. 袨薪械蟹懈, 薪邪 泻芯懈褌芯 褉芯屑邪薪褗褌 褖械 锌褉芯谐芯胁芯褉懈 芯斜邪褔械, 褖械 芯褋褌邪薪邪褌 斜械蟹 褋懈谢懈 写邪 褋械 胁锌褍褋薪邪褌 芯褌薪邪褔邪谢芯, 蟹邪褖芯褌芯 鈥炐曆傂� 屑械鈥� 薪懈 蟹邪写邪胁邪 屑薪芯谐芯 胁褗锌褉芯褋懈, 薪芯 懈 薪懈 褌谢邪褋泻邪 泻褗屑 芯褌谐芯胁芯褉懈, 泻芯懈褌芯 斜懈褏屑械 懈褋泻邪谢懈 写邪 芯褋褌邪胁懈屑 褋邪屑芯 蟹邪 褋械斜械 褋懈.
July 12, 2016
Foer has written a/the great Jewish American novel. This book is INTENSLY personal and ambitious. It explores the breakdown of a marriage and religious identity for Jewish Americans and Israelis. Where it truly succeeds/transcends is the marriage/relationship/family/kids/pets/parents stuff. It's very easy to feel you are reading an account of Foer and Krauss's marriage ending. But I dislike when critics/readers equate the author with the fiction. And yet... Where it gets a little heavy/self indulgent/overwritten is the religious identity stuff. Foer does some exciting stuff with form: video game text, TV bible, speeches which he mostly pulls off with his characteristic wit, humour and skill. There are some real laugh out loud moments in here and it's infinitely quotable.
December 19, 2016
1. Il grande romanzo americano ebreo, nel 2016. Se ha senso come definizione.
2. Avete presente 鈥淟ibert脿鈥� di Franzen? Siamo da quelle parti. Aggiungeteci ebrei dappertutto.
3. Temi principali: il matrimonio, l鈥檈ssere genitore, l鈥檌dentit脿 nazionale e religiosa, ebrei americani vs ortodossi, guerre e catastrofi varie.
4. Pieno di allusioni, caotico, disordinato, con una narrazione non lineare. Coi pro e i contro della faccenda.
5. Che passi dall鈥檃marlo al volerlo lanciare contro il muro in frazioni rapide di tempo.
6. In certi momenti gli avrei dato due stelle tanto era inutilmente lungo e respingente.
7. Strapieno di dialoghi. Alcuni belli affilati, altri da latte alle ginocchia.
8. Vince il guinness dei primati per il libro con pi霉 doppie negazioni mai concepito.
9. Con quella faccia da bravo ragazzo non lo facevo cos矛 volgarone, a Foer.
10. Un romanzo pi霉 maturo dei predecessori, pi霉 disilluso. Ma anche meno naif e sgangherato, che erano i tratti che avevano reso unico l鈥檈sordio di Foer.
11. Non mancano comunque le trovate curiose che sono il suo marchio di fabbrica, tipo i nomi ritirati degli uragani atlantici dati ai cani o la parte dove entra in ballo la lingua dei segni.
12. Lo sforzo di rimanere uniti visto come "un atto di fede che avrebbe portato solo all鈥檃tto di fede successivo."
13. Faccio il maestrino: avrei rifilato i dialoghi e scremato la componente religiosa. La parte israeliana mi 猫 un po鈥� sfuggita di mano. Era una metafora? La parte familiare invece davvero niente male.
14. Rimango convinto che Ben Lerner 猫 il miglior under 40 in circolazione. Foer gli sta dietro di poco.
15. E insomma, pur con qualche riserva, alla fine m鈥櫭� piaciuto. Perch茅 in certi momenti 猫 quasi impeccabile. [75/100]
"L矛, a terra, nel mezzo della finta savana, nel mezzo della capitale federale, prov貌 una sensazione cos矛 incontenibile e vera che gli avrebbe salvato o rovinato la vita.
Tre anni dopo la sua lingua avrebbe toccato la lingua di una ragazza per cui sarebbe stato felice di tagliarsi le braccia, se solo lei gliel鈥檃vesse permesso. E l鈥檃nno successivo un airbag gli avrebbe lacerato la cornea e salvato la vita. Dopo altri due anni avrebbe fissato sbalordito una bocca intorno al suo pene. E dopo alcuni mesi, quello stesso anno, avrebbe detto a suo padre quello che da anni diceva di lui. Avrebbe fumato una quantit脿 enorme di hashish e visto il suo ginocchio piegarsi formando un angolo sbagliato durante una stupida partita di touch football, si sarebbe inspiegabilmente commosso fino alle lacrime in una citt脿 straniera per il quadro di una donna con il suo bambino, avrebbe toccato un orso bruno in letargo e un pangolino in via di estinzione, passato una settimana ad aspettare il risultato di un esame, pregato in silenzio per la vita di sua moglie che urlava mentre una nuova vita usciva dal suo corpo 鈥� molti momenti in cui aveva sentito la vita grande, preziosa. Ma in tutto erano una porzione piccolissima del tempo che aveva passato sulla terra: cinque minuti all鈥檃nno? Quant鈥檈ra in totale? Un giorno, al massimo? Sentirsi vivo un giorno in quarant鈥檃nni?
Dentro il recinto del leone, ebbe la sensazione di essere circondato e abbracciato dalla propria stessa esistenza. Ebbe la sensazione di essere, forse per la prima volta in vita sua, al sicuro."
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