Slava’s romantic and professional reckonings in the closing pages are inevitable, but Fishman thoughtfully raises questions of what Holocaust-era suffering is deserving of recompense. A smart first novel that’s unafraid to find humor in atrocity.
For a book about writers and writing — and one which attempts the added layering of a meta-fictional novel-within-a-novel ploy — the writing, in both English and the original French, is disappointingly pedestrian.
Candor and fearlessness are the hallmarks of the books: Knausgaard will share anything, not for shock value or self-indulgence, but to show that plainspoken honesty gets to the heart of the human condition. Halfway through, this series is starting to look like an early-21st-century masterpiece.
...his narrative is focused on not eating what the rest of the crew is eating, not sleeping where others sleep...he waits in his cabin alone, wondering what the hell is going on. Dyer might as well be on a cruise ship, and he knows it.
He says that the financial rescue programs enacted in the crisis years were a success because the alternative—which no one can ever know—would have been far worse. What we do know is that, six years later, the economy is suffering through a historically weak recovery and the emergency programs haven't ended.
Covering the first meeting of Glenn Greenwald with Kenneth Snowden and its aftermath, No Place to Hide reads like a spy novel, which it is, but a true one.
And so the appearance of William D. Cohan's "The Price of Silence,'' in part a comprehensive examination of the case, may prompt weary sighs...And yet there are good reasons to plunge into Mr. Cohan's chronicle—not least, his meticulous research and evenhanded tone.
Throughout, vivid details of his search in blistering heat for holy sites both authentic and dubious anchor this complex, compelling spiritual testimony. "You've met my Jesus," he concludes. "Now meet your own."
While it is not the literary masterpiece it might have been had Leigh Fermor been able to work his magic, it captures the joy of the open road, the fresh view he gives of Europe as it began to show the stresses that led to world war, and the glimpses of a long-lost life and innocence.
His book, "Mad as Hell," turns out to be a reasonably diverting account—almost shot-by-shot—of the making of the movie, padded out with the inevitable behind-the-scenes intrigue, the critical response and a stab at assessing the film's enduring significance, such as it is.
This illuminating collection shows a writer at his most inquisitive, gazing deeply under the surface of things and grappling with the difficulties of personal and collective memory.
COCKROACHES is an impressive early instalment in the Harry Hole series, fleshing out the background about Harry Hole's family life and romantic history that helps make sense of his self-destructive streak and battles with addiction that continue throughout the series.
Powers’s talent for translating avant-garde music into engrossing vignettes on the page is inexhaustible. Els’s obsession with avant-garde music, which isolates him from everyone he loves, becomes the very thing that aligns him with the reader.
These depictions of Roger Ailes as something other than a frothing, ratings-mad showman-provocateur may be cases of damning with faint praise. But it’s about as a fair and balanced an account as one could hope to read about someone who has so weightily tipped the scales of American political life to the right.
Medsger captures the domestic political ferment of the 1970s on a large canvas, though the narrative’s extreme detail and depth occasionally make for slow going or repetitive observations.
Priscilla's is a remarkable story, teased out with great skill by her nephew, himself one of the best English novelists of our time. He abstains from judgment, and he is right to do so...In this story of a resourceful and damaged woman, Nicholas Shakespeare lifts the lid on a time of troubles.
Greenberg’s Early Earth may be light on the very storytelling its premise demands, but when it opts to craft tales with images instead, it becomes capable, promising work.
Do we live in neighborhoods that make us happy? That is not a silly question. Montgomery encourages us to ask it without embarrassment, and to think intelligently about the answer.
The vacuum of space is unforgiving and brutal. Life on earth isn't easy, either. Mr. Hadfield has genuinely and refreshingly increased our understanding of how to thrive in both places.
...his precise diction, pacing, and emphases do wonders in presenting this particularly complex crime novel that consists of at least four separate plots that unfold simultaneously, all complete with clues, twists, turns, red herrings, and plenty of misdirection.