Unfortunately, didn’t write my thoughts down at the time of reading, so I’m logging on now to give you the scoop from the Library Journal:
“Cities are good. Suburbs are bad. Paris is good. Las Vegas is bad. Boston? Stay tuned. Kunstler, a vociferous, highly opinionated critic of the urban landscape, takes an uncompromisingly hard look at how eight cities (Paris, Atlanta, Mexico City, Berlin, Las Vegas, Rome, Boston, and London), either through inspired ideas or chaotic greed, became sublime expressions of the human spirit or of gigantic monstrosities and perversion. The subtitle is appropriate, for the author makes little attempt to be systematic or comprehensive in his discussions. Although he never raises the analysis above the level of a popular magazine article, his writing is admittedly bold and thought-provoking throughout. One can learn a great deal about Louis Napoleon’s renovation of Paris, Hitler’s and Albert Speer’s megalomaniac architectural plans for Berlin, Bugsy Segal’s “setting the tone” for Las Vegas, and more. The real charm of the book, however, is not Kunstler’s rambles through each city’s historical and geographical spaces but his plea for a more human-focused urban landscape.”
Continue reading “The City in Mind”
Molly Lane is dead. Clive and Vernon were Molly’s lovers long ago, and meet at her funeral. Clive is a successful composer and Vernon is a newspaper editor. Other lovers include Julian Garmony, the foreign secretary. After the funeral, Clive and Vernon make a euthanasia pact; compromising pics of Molly & Julian find their way into the press.
Bland, boring, obvious.
Continue reading “Amsterdam”
This sleepy vacation novel turns into horror story toward the end; Colin and Mary are disinterested lovers on vacation, rekindling their love interest. They bump into Robert, who takes them to a hole-in-the-wall restaurant to dine with the locals. C & M end up staying with Robert and his wife Caroline, who is crippled. Violent scenes follow.
Originally didn’t think that I liked it too much, but it has stuck with me more than McEwan’s other works have (very different from the bland Atonement).
Continue reading “The Comfort of Strangers”
Not my words (didn’t capture them at the time of reading):
From Publisher’s Weekly:
Challenging San Francisco’s popular image as a tolerant, carefree, gracious city, Brechin unearths 150 years of deeply unsettling history. San Francisco’s founding aristocracy were Southerners drawn to California as a mecca newly opened up for enterprise–particularly for plantation culture. After the 1849 gold rush, San Francisco was built on what Brechin terms a “Pyramid of Mining”–a pre-capitalist financial structure employed from Roman times through the Renaissance, uniting miners, financiers, the military and land speculators in a power elite whose only concern was limitless economic growth. While press lord William Randolph Hearst converted a mining fortune into a media conglomerate preaching the superiority of “the American race” and calling for the annexation of Mexico, other San Franciscan power brokers, according to Brechin, channeled mining profits into gas works, currency speculation, political and judicial bribery and the exploitation of forests. From Nevada to Northern California, they wrecked towns, deforested the pristine Lake Tahoe region, buried acres of farmland under mining debris and contaminated the soil, lakes and rivers. A historical geographer and coauthor of Farewell, Promised Land, Brechin concludes with a look at the University of California’s pioneering nuclear research program laid the groundwork for the Manhattan Project. Enlivened with period engravings, photos, political cartoons, magazine art, posters and maps, this stirring, environmentally conscious history ranks with Kevin Starr’s Americans and the California Dream, powerfully establishing the city on the bay as a true emblem of the atomic age.
Continue reading “Imperial San Francisco”
Beginning in the 1930s, a young Briony accuses the cleaning lady’s son of assaulting her visiting cousin, Lola, because Briony found a note from Robbie to her sister Ceclia. This is amidst attempts of Briony to have her visiting cousins act in her play, The Trials of Arabella. The rest of the book follows Briony through adulthood as she tries to make up for her earlier indescretion that affected Robbie, Cecila, & her lives. We shift to France in 1941, with Robbie in the British Army, and to the London military hospitals where both Cecilia and Briony are training to be nurses.
Continue reading “Atonement”
The story without a hero (pause) has a heroine. The question remains: is she Becky or Amelia? Flat ending: too much drama to be believable. Tons of characters, all interwoven, three generations worth. Poverty and wealth, 19th century life, the ending seemed to taper off into nothing, all ends were tied up neatly. But how else is a book like this to end? Unless it ends when Dobbin leaves Amelia. That would have satisfied me. There are no glorious battles to go off and fight these days; there is no glory in today’s world.
Continue reading “Vanity Fair”