Grisham fans looking for courtroom drama might be disappointed by “The Whistler,” since McDover’s questionable cases are glossed over. The book feels more like the first half of an episode of “Law & Order,”...As ever, Grisham sprinkles “The Whistler” with sharp observations about lawyers.
He speculates that the fragmentation of traditional political tribes and allegiances will lead to further multi-party governments. If he is correct, this honest and thoughtful book has some useful advice for smaller parties in future coalitions about how to avoid its author’s fate.
Stedman Jones develops his argument very gradually, with regular stops to survey the intellectual milieu in which Marx was working. Many of the characters are obscure, so parts of the book are perhaps best suited to people who already know a significant amount about the history of 19th-century philosophy.
That’s as entertaining as the book’s many action scenes, and it enhances his hero creds—but then he ruins it in one scene where he drills a slug through the heart of someone who simply doesn’t deserve it. But the inevitable confrontation between Rapp and Azarov is what thriller readers live for...
...John Preston’s book is by no means the first on the subject, although he has tapped several new sources...What can be said, however, is that this is probably the most forensic, elegantly written and compelling account of one of the 20th century’s great political scandals...
...dismissing everything as absurd is not, as Paxman seems to believe, a prophylactic against pomposity but rather a demonstration of it. This is a shame because when he relaxes, he writes well and entertainingly.
Much of the dialogue, for example, supposedly recalled verbatim, seems sticky with retrospective varnish. Rather, it is Balls’s frustration at what might have been said but was not – partly because the words wouldn’t always flow, but more because modern politics can be so unforgiving of candour – that has the poignant ring of truth.
His book is a fascinating, measured assessment of phenomena more often exploited for sensationalism.
The Angel of History isn't just a brilliant novel, it's a heartfelt cry in the dark, a reminder that we can never forget our past, the friends and family we've loved and lost. It's a raw love letter from those who survived a plague to those who didn't.
Robinson reveals how she uses her humor to survive the indignities that go along with being black in America, such as being followed around while shopping in stores or being called “uppity” for expressing her wishes to a white director. This is a promising debut by a talented, genuinely funny writer.
The moments here (strung closer together than anything else in the book, a nearly day-to-day accounting) have a magic lingering in them only previously felt in Willems's tobacco fields.
...the woman now known as "Notorious R.B.G." comes across not as the rock-star liberal jurist her adoring fans celebrate, but a cool cucumber in the white-hot world of Washington, a voice of reason speaking up for civility.
So, I learned a lot and have a better understanding of some things French but I think I’ll skip any 2 hour debates and hope that things aren’t as grim there as the DVM website says. Off to dip into some nutella for my afternoon gouter!
McCarthy’s call is unlikely to shape real policy, but his writing is beautiful, sincere, and powerful.
Connolly unearths the human element behind one of today’s most debated issues, asking expert and everyday readers alike to consider how the immigrant experience is affecting one of the fastest-growing youth populations in the nation.
Ultimately English ducks his own question, insisting there can be no simple answer given the overwhelming complexities involved. Yet that does not make his work less valid.
Mr. Lawrence, a professor of cultural studies at the University of East London, provides a lot to chew on, sometimes too much. Occasionally his paragraphs are weighted down with alphabetical lists of, say, every notable band that played at a particular club in a given year — like a garnish that overwhelms the dish.
It is all enjoyable fare. Garfield is an engaging writer who has stuffed Timekeepers with some fascinating material. Sometimes he strays from his topic – Prince Charles’s Poundbury estate and the joys of slow food are rather unwelcome intrusions – but the overall impact is thoroughly enjoyable and illuminating.
The good news? “Time Travel,” like all of Gleick’s work, is a fascinating mash-up of philosophy, literary criticism, physics and cultural observation.
The author’s pleasure is palpable. Perhaps those cathartic passages alone will persuade other retiring generals to ditch the memoirs for fiction.