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3,174 booksWhen you think back on every book you've ever read, what are some of your favorites? These can be from any time of your life – books that resonated with you as a kid, ones that shaped your personal...
I've got fairly mixed feelings about this. On one hand, there's a very potent message of coming to terms with grief, one I believe is generally handled well. There's a certain moment towards the end of the book that genuinely had my eyes a bit watery. But on the other hand, the way Eleanor is written didn't always work for me - there's a handful of things about her social ineptitude, etc, that felt a bit odd or served to make Eleanor seem more childlike than she should. I'm not opposed to the ideas, just think that the writing was a bit off at times. But otherwise, there's a lot I loved about this. Would recommend it overall.
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Don't really know how I feel about this one, the ending was good I guess. The use of language made me care for the characters in the individual moments, but nothing about the characters themselves is likely to stick with me. Miller is clearly a talented author, I'll definitely be reading Circe soon if I get a chance
ok i have decided on 3.5 stars goodbye
have fallen into a reading slump yet this was a good remedy. the satire is amusing if not occasionally tedious and there's some genuinely compelling themes about mortality and childhood. something about delillo's writing style clicks with me more often than not. pretty great stuff
read for english class
it's always difficult to attempt a more cursory statement on a work you've been picking apart for weeks, even a relatively short one such as this. but if anything i have to commend how this dissects traditional war fiction, beyond being obviously unglamorous it's a really incredible subversion if you're familiar with the genre. a lot of this lies in tralfamadorian philosophy, ie how it is juxtaposed over the war via billy pilgrim's perspective to convey how powerless the individual pawns are in the scale of global conflict. there are no heroes, not the apathetic billy nor the vengeance driven paul lazarro. the closest thing to a hero we have, at least a wholly patriotic and seemingly good-natured figure, is executed for taking a teacup from the crumbling remains of dresden.
there is a debate about what constitutes “anti-war” media, one i believe to be more prominent in cinematic discussion circles - the topic is inherently glamourized and/or aestheticized in a lot of films, and while i think it's more difficult to inadvertently do so in the written medium it's still a possibility. nonetheless i think this is one of the most potent anti-war works i've come across, in part due to the sentiment being clearly embedded in vonnegut's own experiences as a prisoner of war. he seems to be very conscious of how general media glorifies the topic. a recurring and utterly horrifying statement is that the soldiers of these wars are truly just children. not heroes, but children dehumanized, reduced to tools for conflict. in a novel full of incredible ideas, i believe that is what will stay with me the longest.