...the simplicity and depth of Murakami's work give it its irresistible quality. He's both easy to read and not so easy to understand, but I didn't mind.
Sides' book is a masterful work of history and storytelling, and it rewards patient readers with scenes of human strength and frailty they will long remember.
He was America’s cheerleader, the slick beast slouching toward Washington, waiting to be born again. A compelling, astute chronicle of the politics and culture of late-20th-century America.
Gripping and as well-crafted as an episode of Smiley’s People, full of cynical inevitability, secrets, lashings of whiskey and corpses.
The murder of one of Ferris’s acquaintances sets off a chain of increasingly violent events...which threaten to destroy not only the bodies but the minds of Mancreu’s inhabitants. Harkaway...adroitly explores the lengths one man will go to save what he’s come to love, even in the face of almost-certain failure.
There have been peeks inside Ms. Lee’s world. Journalists have made the pilgrimage to Monroeville, Ala., where she has hidden in plain sight all these decades...I simply wish it were a good book...It doesn’t so much spill the beans about Ms. Lee as infantilize her.
John D. Bassett III's determination to maintain U.S. manufacturing, to keep his factories open and his workers employed, makes him a hero to Ms. Macy, and her prodigious research and colorful writing make this book worthwhile for anyone interested in reviving American industry.
A creative who's also worked on the other side of the business as a label owner, Stanley digs too into the rise of music's ancillary industries, such as the pop press ("consumers wanted … to feel closer to their idols," he writes) and music-based television programming...
Think David Lodge meets Maggie Shipstead as Makkai’s suspenseful scene building and comic timing make “The Hundred-Year House” a captivating read.
Seiffert’s last leg is perhaps a stretch too far that ekes out more of the same and tells us nothing new. Indeed, for some readers the entire book may feel like too great a distance to cover...However, Seiffert’s tragedy grips while it disturbs and its emotional punch makes it worth persevering until her bitter end.
My trouble with this book was not its failure to live up to genre conventions — any good story can get away with breaking the rules. But I was disappointed that the characters remained thin, even through plot twists and revelations that should have granted them life beyond the page.
Her characters are instantly lovable, and the story moves quickly and only a little predictably...adult fans will love Rowell’s return to a story close to their hearts. The realities of a grown-up relationship are leavened by the buoyancy and wonder of falling in love all over again.
“The Great Glass Sea” is not an alternative history, then, but a fantastical vision inspired by bits and pieces of Russian language, history and culture. It is beautifully baffled by the mysterious Russian soul.
There’s never anything predictable about stubbornly optimistic and protective Jess and her oddball kids, or the distracted Ed and his disjointed work-family relationships. It’s exactly that quality that makes this offbeat journey so satisfying, and Moyes’s irrepressible flaws-and-all characters so memorable.
Plot takes a back seat to Gould’s razor-sharp humor and observations about life in New York among a class of young people...It’s also a delight to read a novel that places female friendship at its center...Perfect summer reading for people who’d rather stay in the city than go to the beach.
...the trip is worth making. Freediving fascinates, and Nestor uses vivid, visual prose, a sense of humor and a fat travel allowance to introduce readers to its customs, habitués and scenery.
Certainly on this evidence, The Cuckoo's Calling was a calling card for a series that has legs. With up to seven books planned for Cormoran Strike and Robin Ellacott – the same as the Potter canon – Galbraith obviously feels the same.
There are moments of dark musicality, and Eggers’s concern with the abuse of power is resonant. But the novel is hollowed out by its main character’s mixture of apocalyptic gloom and repetitive pedantry.
A book that seems to begin as a children’s story ends in blood-soaked mayhem; the journey from one genre to another is satisfying and surprisingly fresh considering that it's set in a familiar version of gothic London among equally familiar monsters.
In "Price of Fame," the second volume of her stellar biography of Ann Clare Boothe Brokaw Luce (1903-87), Sylvia Jukes Morris takes up the story she began in "Rage for Fame," published 17 years ago. Both books are models of the biographer's art—meticulously researched, sophisticated, fair-minded and compulsively readable.