Hey, whaddaya know? I've read some books in the past few days. Briefly, b/c the kitten is reacquainting himself with the keyboard:
Harry Shearer's Not Enough Indians
Shearer's first novel involves a small town in upstate NY that declares itself an Indian tribe so it can start a casino. Unfortunately it's completely devouid of any depth; the most one can hope for while reading is the occasional smirk at a one-liner. C.
Jane Austen's Sense and Sensibility
I finally decided to give Austen a chance, and actually I enjoyed this, for the most part. Why did it end so abruptly though? It was a little odd. Also, I am now intrigued with several of the choices made when transferring these characters to screen in the Emma Thompson version. No grade; it's weird grading a classic.
Khaled Hosseini's The Kite Runner
This is our next book group book, and I totally get why it's a bestseller. I also get that protagonists need some shades of grey to be entertaining, but this narrator was pretty appalling throughout much of the book. Also, the first half was really familiar--is there some other book about two growing-up boys, one of whom is the other's servant? Eh, A-, whatever.
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I heard Harry Shearer on WWDTM the other day and wondered how his book was. I've never heard his radio show, but I had a feeling that his book might not be so funny.
his radio show is pretty funny--i've heard it here a few times--but this book was pretty stupid.
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