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Indlæser... Infinite Jest (2014)af David Foster Wallace
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Favourite Books (243) » 50 mere 1990s (6) Favorite Long Books (160) Metafiction (54) Books Read in 2018 (3,521) 20th Century Literature (796) A Novel Cure (381) Elegant Prose (57) Entender el mundo (15) My Favourite Books (34) To Read (164) Cooper (10) Read These Too (151) Fake Top 100 Fiction (64) Books on my Kindle (116) Alphabetical Books (178) Overdue Podcast (646) 1,001 BYMRBYD Concensus (713) Allie's Wishlist (213) Unread books (832) ![]() ![]() Only got to read like 20% of it. I can see why it's so highly appraised. It's funny, smart, some chapters are incredibly engaging. But then it also seemed to me extremely verbose at times, and it felt like too much work to continue. Not being a native English speaker makes it harder for sure. I guess I'll give it another chance in a year or ten. This book was just too much damn work! Never knowing what order in which things are happening, collecting the clues that he sprinkles like crumbs in order to follow the plot (is there actually a plot? I still can't tell), and not finding a single character to connect with - it is all just exhausting. I'm reading this for fun during my relaxation time, Mr. Wallace (RIP), and this book is neither the former nor the latter. I made it to page 371, and now it's time for me and this book to part ways.
[I]t is, in a word, terrible. Other words I might use include bloated, boring, gratuitous, and – perhaps especially – uncontrolled. I would, in fact, go so far as to say that Infinite Jest is one of the very few novels for which the phrase ‘not worth the paper it’s written on’ has real meaning in at least an ecological sense [...] I resent the five weeks of my life I gave over to it; I resent every endlessly over-elaborated gag in the book. If Mr. Wallace were less talented, you would be inclined to shoot him -- or possibly yourself -- somewhere right around page 480 of ''Infinite Jest.'' In fact, you might anyway. Alternately tedious and effulgent [...] What makes all this almost plausible, and often pleasurable, is Mr. Wallace's talent -- as a stylist, a satirist and a mimic -- as well as his erudition, which ranges from the world of street crime to higher mathematics. While there are many uninteresting pages in this novel, there are not many uninteresting sentences. "Somewhere in the mess, the reader suspects, are the outlines of a splendid novel, but as it stands the book feels like one of those unfinished Michelangelo sculptures: you can see a godly creature trying to fight its way out of the marble, but it's stuck there, half excavated, unable to break completely free." IndeholderHar tilpasningenHas as a reference guide/companionIndeholder studiedelHas as a teacher's guideHæderspriserDistinctionsNotable Lists
A spoof on our culture featuring a drug-and-alcohol rehabilitation house near Boston. The center becomes a hotbed of revolutionary activity by Quebec separatists in revolt against the Organization of North American Nations which now rules the continent. No library descriptions found. |
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