These new mental frontiers make for captivating reading, yet Kaku’s optimism and enthusiasm provides cover for what are mostly overhyped claims.
As with many sufferers, Stossel’s quest to find relief is unfinished, but his book relays a masterful understanding of the condition he and millions of others endure.
I wondered why no women were included...Although there are more than enough alcoholic women writers to choose from (Jean Rhys, Dorothy Parker, Jean Stafford, Marguerite Duras, Shirley Jackson, Anne Sexton, Gwendolyn MacEwen) it’s possible they simply wouldn’t have the same commercial value as a book about “The Boys.”
In the end, the main value of Happy City is not in saying something new, but in saying forcefully what can't be said too much.
“David and Goliath,” ... is at once deeply repetitive and a bewildering sprawl. There are chapters, especially toward the end, whose relation to the rest of the book are hard to ascertain, even with his constant guidance
It was relatively easy – for a writer of Finkel's courage, dedication and skill – to describe combat in The Good Soldiers. The same goes for the after-effects of injuries in Thank You for Your Service...
“Levels of Life” shows that Barnes still loves and longs, five years after his wife’s death. The proof is there even before we start reading: the book’s dedication, as with all of those that preceded it, says, “For Pat.”
It is a testament to Schlosser's skill that he can keep the suspense going even when we know — spoiler alert — that the warhead did not explode and casualties were limited to one dead, 20 injured and a deep hole blown in the Arkansas countryside.
Butler usefully weighs the benefits of life-prolonging medical care, and argues persuasively for helping elders face death with foresight and bravery.
Though the book lacks the killer anecdotal "stickiness" of a Malcolm Gladwell or a Kahneman, Scarcity does give scientific rigour to our instinctive understanding of the effect of privation (and austerity) on the brain...
This book has more bells and whistles than the first, but enough to justify a $24.95 price tag is questionable.
Constructed in a series of questions and answers, interspersed with short fictional stories, Higashida gallantly attempts to explain why he and others with autism do the things they do, which often confound caretakers and onlookers. He bares his heart by putting forth the questions people ask, or long to ask...
While he helpfully leads readers into the dugout of modern genetics and sports science, his overall conclusions challenge few assumptions.
There are no straightforward answers in this book, and no neat happy endings. Montross readily acknowledges that psychiatry is an imprecise science...But the book's great achievement is to make us understand that these people on their locked wards are not freaks or monstrosities, to be gawped at like the inmates of the Bedlam.
...a captivating true crime narrative that’s sure to win new converts and please longtime fans of the genre.
Girl, Interrupted wasn’t written for anyone but Kaysen herself...they were written for nobody’s benefit but her own. I hope writing Girl, Interrupted was very therapeutic for her, because reading it did absolutely nothing for me.
Captivating and astute study.
Gradually accumulating through his book, Grosz provides, not a definition, but an enactment of the purpose of psychoanalysis, which is both modest and profound.
...by telling the stories of individual victims of austerity as well as analysing its impact at the population level, Stuckler and Basu provide a wealth of evidence that it is bad for our health. That is a valuable contribution to the current debate.
If he shouts a little too loudly about the brain’s role, it is because that voice needs to be heard. In The Anatomy of Violence, it comes across clearly, powerfully and often persuasively.