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The Death of Santini: The Story of a Father and His Son (udgave 2013)

af Pat Conroy (Forfatter)

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A powerful and intimate memoir by the beloved best-selling author of The Prince of Tides about his father, the inspiration for The Great Santini, and a re-affirmation that love can conquer even the meanest of men.
Medlem:MelanieConroy
Titel:The Death of Santini: The Story of a Father and His Son
Forfattere:Pat Conroy (Forfatter)
Info:Nan A. Talese (2013), Edition: Illustrated, 352 pages
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I enjoyed listening to this book about Pat Conroy's dad and his relationship with him. It was an awful childhood, and I think he had some of his father's personality in him. He could have easily written off his dad, but he didn't. He continued to have a relationship with him and over time they became close. I truly believe that by the end he actually loved him. ( )
  lynnski723 | Aug 6, 2020 |
This might be the last Pat Conroy book I have to read. Although I have thoroughly enjoyed all of them because of the beautiful writing, I have to admit, the Conroy family, at least through Pat’s stories, has worn me out. If you look up the word “dysfunctional” in the dictionary, you will see a family picture of the Conroys.
I taught high school English for 40 years; Pat lasted a mere three, as I remember, and that’s a shame because as good a writer as he was, he would have been a marvelous teacher.
I’m sorry that I’m out of Pat Conroy books to read. There’s only one thing left to do: start reading them again. ( )
  DanDiercks | Oct 26, 2019 |
I’ve heard this book described as a sequel to The Great Santini but it is more apt to call it the real story behind The Great Santini. The level of dysfunction gets tedious after a while. Conroy's tone starts to sound like whining--I thought that the book was complete after two hours...imagine my surprise to find out it goes on for another ten or so. My first Conroy book--maybe, I'll do another--maybe just watch the movie? ( )
  buffalogr | Mar 31, 2018 |
Pat Conroy’s classic southern novel The Great Santini is, in the words of the author, the story of his own family growing up as the children of a Marine Corps colonel and a sharecropper’s granddaughter. In his penultimate book, The Death of Santini: The Story of a Father and His Son, Conroy describes his actual life with his family and his father, Marine fighter pilot Col. Don Conroy, the original Great Santini. This nickname even appears on his military gravestone at the National Cemetery in Beaufort, South Carolina.

I’ve heard this book described as a sequel to The Great Santini but it is more apt to call it the real story behind The Great Santini. One does, of course need to take such statements with a grain of salt, especially when dealing with published authors. I learned a lot about Pat Conroy from reading both books, this one especially, but I believe I learned as much by reading between the lines as I did reading Pat’s stories. It was obvious that everyone in the Conroy family became masters in the art of domestic survival and other forms of passive aggressive behavior. Every interaction they had with anyone was, first and foremost, a defensive maneuver. No statement was ever taken at face value. Everything said was carefully examined for subtext that could conceal a verbal attack. It’s no wonder that most of the Conroy kids considered suicide and Tom, the youngest son, unfortunately did.
I was particularly interested to read about how the family got on after Santini was published. While Col. Conroy was at first enraged by the book he soon realized that it was his ticket to fame and he embraced the roll, getting a custom license plate reading SANTINI and attending book signings with his son and gloating when his autograph line was longer than Pat’s.

I usually read two books at one time, one text and one audio and often make sure the books are of different genres so that I don’t mix them up in my head. This time, though, I read The Great Santini while listening to the audio version of The Death of Santini. The experience was a bit confusing but overall it was fascinating. It reminded me of “Ghosts of History” a website where images of soldiers from past wars are superimposed over recent photograph of the same location. It also showed me how actual people from Pat’s life became characters in his novels. Bernie Schein, Conroy’s best friend from high school can be none other than Sammy Wertzberger in Santini.

Bottom line: Having read both books I feel like I have an almost three-dimensional view of the Conroy family and of Pat Conroy in particular. He was a magnificent writer who took to heart more than anyone else Ernest Hemingway's statement that “There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.” ( )
  Unkletom | Jun 17, 2017 |
A disappointment. That's my reaction to THE DEATH OF SANTINI. And I was looking forward to reading it because I was a great fan of Pat Conroy's fiction. In fact I very much liked THE WATER IS WIDE, THE GREAT SANTINI, LORDS OF DISCIPLINE and PRINCE OF TIDES, all books written thirty or more years ago. Then, sometime in the 90s, I tried to read BEACH MUSIC. I don't think I made it even halfway through before I gave up on it. I found it to be bloated and overblown with purple prose that often slowed things down and ... well, I simply didn't like it well enough to keep going. That was probably almost twenty years ago now.

Pat Conroy died last month, sparking a brief flurry of renewed interest in his life and work. So I thought I would read this memoir, his last work. My reaction to it was similar to the disconnect I felt with BEACH MUSIC. The language is simply over the top with exaggerations and reaching for I'm not sure what. Here's a sample, trying to describe his sister's poetry -

"... her poems form as slowly as Ming vases in her cunning hands. Her light-infused poems are webs of silk and gossamer. She condenses the Conroy freight down to a cell of light and a pearl of black sorrow."

I mean, Huh? And this is the sister he can't stand, that he's been estranged from for over twenty years. And there are so many passages like this here that I found myself scanning quickly over them.

DEATH is confessional lit at its worst. Conroy seems to be trying to expiate all his devils and guilt with the purplest prose he has in him, and some of it is simply tedious and dreadful. The book begins by describing what an abusive wife-and-child-beating brute his father was, and then ends by seeming to tell what a great dad his father really was. I mean, again, Huh? Maybe he thinks he explains this stew of confused and conflicting feelings by telling about his own long spells of suicidal despondency and depression throughout his writing life and how he got help from a marvelous therapist. Or by confessing what a lousy and perfidious husband he was to his first two wives. No wait, it was just the first one. The second one was the "bad wife." I can't believe I actually finished reading this book. Almost wish I hadn't.

Aah, I really don't want to say any more about this really rather bad book, written, sadly, by a guy who was once a very good writer. And besides, you're not supposed to speak ill of the dead. So, let me say this. Read the THE GREAT SANTINI. Don't read this one. It's too depressing and you'll end up not liking the author very much. But those first four books? Thank you for those, Pat, and R.I.P. This one? Nope. Not recommended. ( )
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