As oddly satisfying as Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage is, though, it is perhaps time that Murakami shifted gear and brought his vast and adoring global readership somewhere else entirely...
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.
A volume on the Reagan presidency surely beckons. If it is as crammed with historical gems as this one, readers will be well served.
Gripping and as well-crafted as an episode of Smiley’s People, full of cynical inevitability, secrets, lashings of whiskey and corpses.
Tigerman is the same in many ways, though the empathy is more plangent and the ideas more frightening. That said, it is also his take on the superhero novel...His great gift as a novelist...is to merge the pace, wit and clarity of the best "popular" literature with the ambition, complexity and irony of the so-called "literary" novel.
What the book lacks is objectivity. Not only does the author note that she never asked questions she felt would be unwelcome, she is awestruck to the point of obsequiousness. It is to the book’s and the readers’ detriment that her hero worship of her often grumpy subject is so glaring.
This is a great American story, the kind that we don’t read often enough, the kind that many big-city journalists don’t have the time to cover anymore.
While this text gives the more rugged genres their insightful due, Stanley's main fascinations are with process, personalities and populism, alighting on the backroom operators and the unsung facilitators...Emotion is key, too, and anecdotes that speak a thousand lyrics.
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.
...likably low-tech book...Ms. Rowell is talented enough to be uncategorizable. So “Landline” belongs to a genre of its very own.
...there is much to admire here, from Weil’s characterization to his beautiful line drawings. “The Great Glass Sea” may sprawl, but better too much than too little.
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.
...Ms. Gould does a credible job of evoking her two self-absorbed heroines’ daily existence, hoping that noncommittal boyfriends might turn into more perfect mates, hoping that terrible temp jobs are really temporary pit stops on the way to some sort of real vocation.
Over the course of "Deep," Mr. Nestor comes to see competitive freediving as "egocentric...he leaves the reader with the idea of freediving as a tool to better understand the life of the sea..."Deep" is a fascinating, informative, exhilarating book...
The Silkworm is a well-structured, richly characterized mystery, which will keep even the most astute of readers guessing through the final pages.
Composed entirely of dialogue, the latest from Eggers (The Circle) is more tedious deposition than gripping drama...There are flashes of sardonic humor and revelations about the triggering event behind the kidnappings, but by then readers will feel as if they themselves have been detained far too long.
Owen’s sentence-by-sentence prose is extraordinarily polished—a noteworthy feat for a 500-page debut—and she packs many surprises into her tale, making it a book for readers to lose themselves in.
Morris...earned Luce’s trust and access to more than 460,000 items in the restricted Luce Collection at the Library of Congress. Blonde, beautiful and glamorous...he took many lovers, with a special preference for men in uniform...Morris perceptively reveals the nightmare in this evenhanded and intimate portrait.