This little bit of bedtime foolery feels a little incomplete, but it should strike a chord—and it’s far wittier than the similarly themed Go the Fuck to Sleep.
As in the previous volumes, construction vocabulary and geological terms are emphasized in the rhyming text...Bold, computer-generated illustrations are filled with trucks, machinery, dogs in motion...Big trucks, jovial dogs and snappy rhyming text serve again as the building blocks of another successful entry in this solidly built series.
...Lockhart elegantly depicts these creatures of the sky and, in so doing, celebrates the natural richness of the country over which they fly.
There is no wisdom here. Sometimes a hermit is just a hermit. Sometimes a thief is just a thief. Finkel did his best. The book is interesting, but it is not illuminating.
Sharply-written and thought-provoking, “To Be a Machine” is a book that will undoubtedly set your mind to racing and your gears to turning.
This is a very intelligent book, full of sharp insights and mordant wit. But as Harari would probably be the first to admit, it’s only intelligent by human standards, which are nothing special. By the standards of the smartest machines it’s woolly and speculative.
Vilcek artfully joins the chronicle of his scientific work and the dramatic events that punctuated his life under two totalitarian regimes, culminating in his flight to freedom. An inspiring page-turner.
Cinematically engaging, harrowing, and poignant, Tyson’s monumental work illuminates Emmett Till’s murder and serves as a powerful reminder that certain stories in history merit frequent retelling.
It’s hard to decide which is funnier: the single orthodontic bracket on Stella’s beak or Oliver’s magic chant. Delightful brother-and-sister snark in squid form—yes, really.
Today he does not even merit a mention in the “Encyclopaedia Britannica”. This brilliantly entertaining biography argues persuasively why his memory, too, is worthy of conservation.
A near miss for Dixie sends her on the run. The surprise closing twist promises romantic complications for Dixie in the next installment.
“…a narrow-focus book aimed at rock hounds, fossil collectors and students of paleobotany… the book comprises a highly competent presentation of a specialized subject area. Neophytes should take note that some of the language is quite technical…”
These long taxonomies could easily be dry and exhausting, but they come alive thanks to Fortey’s vivid descriptions.
This is an exuberant tale of greed and gratified desire by a romantic who, for 50 years and more, has been planting trees by the thousand on his family estate at Tullynally in Westmeath.
His lovely linocuts that front each chapter have the same quality – responsive and naive – showing someone, like a child, fully caught up with his subject , seeking to draw it close to him in his own pieces of art.
The rule-bending Virgil must use his wits to resolve the kidnapping and avenge Frankie’s beating in an entry notable for its twisted, inept, and drug-addled bad guys. Plenty of humor leavens the action.
Some of the trying-to-be-cool moments miss the mark—see the aforementioned deejay, as well as “Luke, too cute, funkiest cat at the zoo” in his backward cap, leather jacket, sunglasses, and gold chain—but the revised lyrics offer a fun way for parents and grandparents to “cut footloose” with a new generation.
Part paean to nature and part meditation on the writing life, this elegant and simply written book is a neo-Romantic celebration of life and the pursuit of art that is sure to enchant Oliver’s many admirers. A lyrical, tender essay collection.
Readers who think they know what's coming will be wrong: the conclusion doesn't involve sharing, peacemaking, or violence. Instead, Klassen considers the instant at which a decision to act can break either way, depending on who's tempted and whether anyone else is watching.
Dog owners curious about the lives of their pets will savor this book, but it deserves a wider audience than just animal lovers.