RIP Martin Amis, a tremendous writer.Book 18: The Rachel Papers - Martin Amis
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This was a lot of fun and a welcome change in direction. I remember a movie version coming out when I was a kid in the 80s and didn’t realise this was actually written in the early 70s. A fairly gross - by modern standards - young man does everything he can to bed Rachel while documenting it for his own narcissistic purposes. Juggling an entry exam for Oxford, other women on the side and a cast of odd, eccentric English side characters, Charles fumbles his way through the last weeks of his teen years. Read as a satire of this type of bloke, one of whom I’m guessing we all probably know, it’s incredibly funny. The internal debate over which book he should leave open in his bedroom to appear the most intelligent to visiting girls had me in stitches.
extremely Staind voice: It's been a while! I'll try to make this quick.Book 7: Sea of Tranquility, by Emily St. John Mandel
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This was my first St. John Mandel book, though I've seen the Station Eleven series; this definitely gave me shades of that. Great prose, excellent vibes overall. Maybe a little slight on plot, but that's absolutely forgivable as the book doesn't overstay its welcome. I'm actually not sure how I'd describe the plot without giving it away, as the whole thing unfolds very holistically and recursively. Just read it.
For those who have read it, I will say the plot itself reminded me a lot of old EC Comics; there's a trope in those where an explorer/soldier is sent to investigate a supernatural occurrence (some terrible, hairy beast is attacking people in the woods), suffers a freak supernatural accident (the hero falls into a time tunnel or some radioactive muck), then discovers they themselves have become the menace they've been sent to fight (I've grown hair all over my body and when I tried to ask someone for help they thought I was attacking them!). I don't necessarily think the similarity was intentional beyond "I'm my own grandpa" being a verdant trope.
Book 8: The Defence, by Vladimir Nabokov
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Ordered this after finishing Pnin earlier this year; love Nabokov but haven't explored the biblio in full. This story concerns a chess grandmaster who becomes obsessed with the game and suffers a nervous break. I enjoyed the beginning half or so, as we're introduced to the grandmaster Luhzin and watch his love affair with the game begin in childhood. The second half gets a little dull as it's mostly concerned with the adult Luhzin's beleaguered wife trying to shield him from any exposure to chess. There is a funny part where a movie they're seeing includes a brief chess game, to great tension on her part; and the motif of light filtered through leaves dappling surfaces with a chessboard pattern is quite potent. Still, kinda a disappointment. Both surprising and kinda encouraging to have an author who makes me go "I wish I could write like that," and read something by them which I find lacking.
Book 9: Calde of the Long Sun, by Gene Wolfe
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Book 3 of the 4-volume Book of the Long Sun series (and eight overall of the Solar Cycle!). I think I have a grasp of what's going on here; there's a bit less subtext or subtlety there (though enough that I'm still listening back to a lit podcast recapping it, though only once finishing the book rather than as I finish each chapter as I did with New Sun (did you know there are like six Gene Wolfe podcasts??)).
Anyway, Patera/Calde Silk is getting into all sorts of troubles in the medieval/futuristic town of Viron. While the overall series genre/tone is that of a swashbuckling detective series, each volume is a different "type" of book (the first being a detective story, the second being a vacation/travelogue); this one is a war story. A lot escalates and culminates with this book, and knowing Wolfe that means he's left space in the concluding volume to just drastically zoom out and confuse the heck outta me with the fourth volume.
Book 10: Stay True: A Memoir, by Hua Hsu
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I've heard plenty of buzzing about this one from a few friends as well as in the media, and it did not disappoint. Hua, the son of Taiwanese immigrants, befriends Japanese-American Ken at Berkeley; at first the ephemera-obsessed culture snob Hua writes off frat-boy Ken, who's sincerely into Dave Matthews and Pearl Jam. Over time, they bond over a shared quest for authenticity and the familiar struggle of finding a place in a culture that aggressively edges you out.
Hsu is a great writer, weaving anecdotes and musings on late-night conversations with digressions on philosophers and sociologists' treatises on the nature of friendship. By citing works he was studying during their friendship, he calcifies the search for identity as universal yet intimately unique from person to person. This one gave me a lot to think about; it got me way nostalgic for my own college days in CA (albeit a decade later) and one particularly close and similar friendship I had over that period. Of late, one of my big regrets of youth has been that I spent so much time worrying about who/what I'd become, I often didn't enjoy or opt for the more enjoyable/free parts of the process. It was a balm to see someone embrace the impatience as part of the process.
(but wait there's more! I composed all these reviews before discovering I was bumping up against a character limit):extremely Staind voice: It's been a while! I'll try to make this quick.
Book 11: Heat 2, by Meg Gardiner and Michael Mann
The literary sequel to Michael Mann's 1995 movie Heat. It reads like Heat, especially in the writing of Al Pacino's character (several times he urges people not to waste his motherfucking time). The story bounces between prologue and sequel, doing a rather-okay job of creating an ancillary conflict which affected all characters in the past and brings them together in the early 00s. This has been going into production as a movie recently with Austin Butler and Adam Driver; bless them on their journey but I'm slightly skeptical how this gets pulled off as a movie.
Book 12: Exodus From the Long Sun, by Gene Wolfe
Well shiver my timbers, it's the fourth and final book of the Long Sun (and book 9 of the 12-book Solar Cycle). I'll put inline spoilers to protect those who think they'll read all these, but for the curious or apathetic: the four-book saga (and sequel to The Book of the New Sun) basically revolves around the unwitting passengers of a generation ship on a 300-plus year journey to colonize a new planet, specifically the story of how a young priest received an epiphany directing him to lead people off the ship (which almost nobody is aware is even a ship) and onto a planet. In the final chapter you learn the "Book of the Long Sun" you just read was written by one of these passengers (who landed on the planet as a kid, and is now well into adulthood), trying to justify their departure from the magnificent, technologically advanced ship for a dismal, iron-age life on a planet where, every two years, the moon is in conjunction and vampires (that's right: space vampires) fly down to kill people en masse.
As is typical of Wolfe, whom is writing the book and under what circumstances results in a complete recontextualization of what you just read. I'd argue the Book of the New Sun was a lot more enjoyable and intriguing on its face, while the direct story you're reading in Long Sun can be much more of a chore at times.
I'm currently 1/2-way through the first book of the Short Sun (the final series of the Solar Cycle) and enjoying it quite a bit. It's more a direct sequel to Long Sun, while connections to New Sun have been scant. I might try to read all three in a row; it has a reputation for being more favored than Long Sun, and some go as far as to say it's better than New Sun.
Book 13: This is What it Sounds Like: What the Music You Love Says About You, by Susan Rogers
Ironically, I think this is the one I'd love to hear some thoughts from other N&G heads, but I don't want to drown the thread in my extensive review.
Here's a link to my Goodreads review; to sum up, I just didn't like the premise of "everyone has their unique listener profile," with seven binary gradations of what one desires from their music; I didn't think I really fit in a neat place on any of these scales, and I doubt most people who put any thought into music listening do. Plus, a lot of the characterizations of music felt flat-out wrong and rooted in the author's preferences. I was far more curious about the author's research than their resulting theories.
I also read the latest magazine from We Jazz, which features articles on Makaya McCraven, Aldophe Sax (creator of the saxophone), an interview with Sonny Rollins by Ashley Kahn, and a photo essay highlighting the Puristamo Helsinki pressing plant.
Yeah it did with me too. They addressed it in the intro which I thought was quite funny, they knew it would mess with peopleThe slight change in size for this issue really tilts me!
Yeah it did with me too. They addressed it in the intro which I thought was quite funny, they knew it would mess with people