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ja! Bliv medlem af LibraryThing for at finde ud af, om du vil kunne lide denne bog. The Lake Wobegon parts were by far the better sections of this novel... the storytelling, shaggy dog stories, and ambling narratives flowed easily here, while still revealing the emotional complexity of a man who grew up and left home and doesn't learn the man his father was until it's too late. The New York state parts were mostly funny for the public radio satire, but felt flat compared to the rest. The relationship with Alida was a cipher throughout.  wademlee | Dec 27, 2008 |  If I understand the premise of the story, than it is supposed to describe how the values of a Mid Western Lutheran Boy hold up in a different setting. The error in this premise is that the main character never had the values of a mid western Lutheran boy. His values are the same as all those around him, and he is simply a reflections of the culture around him with a Minnesotan accent. He does have memories of his parents who are the ones who have the Lutheran values. John, the title character is somewhat pompous and condescending. He dubs those who do hold to "Lutheran " values ad "Dark Lutherans" To the authors credit, there are some very humorous moments in the story. That and the sections that deal with John going back for a funeral and learning more about his parents and grand parents are entertaining and keeps this story form falling into disappointing (  ) morryb | Jun 5, 2008 | jmnlman | May 30, 2008 | Cheer Up, Make Yourself Useful, Mind Your Manners, and Avoid Self-Pity; the Wobegon code suggests that Woody Allen might not be Keillor's favourite American. There is no denying the quality of the writing in this book but it is just too wholesome for words. I'm looking for a little edge, a little angst, a little symbolism, a little experimentation in a novel, but this does what it says on the packet - chopping wood as a chore is good for you and it doesn't symbolise anything. OK, if you like that kind of thing, but I found it dull and uninspiring. (  ) dylanwolf | Feb 16, 2007 | This is the book that Garrison Keillor has been hinting all along that he is capable of, with his "Prairie Home Companion" bits about Norwegians in Minnesota and his comic pieces from earlier books. Finally he has put it all together in an intelligent, integrated story full of quirky charm and eccentricity, and has more then a mild autobiographical feel to it, at least in the main character. John Tollefson, son of Byron and Mary of Lake Wobegon, makes his escape to the east where he is the manager of a public radio station. His love affair with Alida and his attempts to carve out a satisfying life for himself away from the womb of Lake Wobegon, and his return there for his father's funeral, give depth and passion to a very funny and real novel. (  ) burnit99 | Feb 2, 2007 |  no reviews | add a review
Amazon.com (ISBN 0670878073, Hardcover)A decade after he first explored the small-town precincts of Lake Wobegon, Minnesota, Garrison Keillor makes a comical return to his roots. Not that Wobegon Boy takes place entirely within Mist County. The narrator, John Tollefson, made an early exit from his hometown and has spent the last 20 years managing a college radio station in upstate New York. Here he seems to have put a healthy distance between himself and his Wobegonian past.For the author, John's job is a handy pulpit, allowing him to fulminate against radio, New Age affectation, and campus politicking. Keillor remains a master of the cantankerous one-liner, yet there's a romance here, too--between John and a historian named Alida Freeman. And while Keillor can't resist roping Alida into his own pan-Scandinavian schtick--she's writing a scholarly study of a 19th-century Norwegian neuropath who administered high colonics to Lincoln himself--the love story is genuinely touching and gives the novel an extra emotional ballast. So, too, does the magnetic pull of Lake Wobegon. John keeps describing life back in Minnesota as one long exercise in sensory (and emotional) deprivation: "We were not brought up to experience pleasure, so it doesn't register with us, like writing on glass with a pencil. Dullness is our stock-in-trade, dullness honed to its keenest edge." Nonetheless, he returns twice in the course of the novel, and his sojourns among the Lutherans are the source of not only comedy but home truths. (hentet fra Amazon Fri, 24 Apr 2009 07:58:24 -0400) Den første test runde er færdig. Besøg Open Shelves Classification gruppen for flere detaljer. |
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