jessicaxmaria's Reviews (1.04k)

Excellent!! More to come.

(This is a five thousand percent improvement on whatever Entitlement was trying to do with the same topics!)

The book started strong, and the first person retrospective narration (on a topic clearly inspired by Junot Diaz) made me curious on how it would use the POV to compare feelings then vs now. To tell the story of a coming of age and reflect on it. However, it was not successful. There was little deep reflection and too many logical issues in the narration that took me out of the book. There's not much driving the story here, and it felt like our main character was withholding information from the reader but for no reason. I wanted to know more, but I'm not sure there was anything there there.

Ultimately disappointing, but I did enjoy the actor narrating the novel, Marisa Blake. I think she made me care and finish the book more than if I had been reading this on paper.

Really enjoyed this novel's meditative qualities. I think it's a book that could have floundered for me at another time and place, but today it worked, and it had me ruminating about life and meaning and humanity and the earth like all of those good existential novels can do.

A lovely and searing coming-of-age. I loved Daniel's voice trying to navigate his sexuality, his first love, and his first devastating grief. Lyrical and feeling!! Looking forward to more Ordorica writing.

I love TJ Newman audiobooks for long car rides; they keep me riveted. This may have been the best to date given that Joe Morton was narrating it. I was completely mesmerized and I even cried at one point. 

A slow moving but mesmerizing tale that both made me laugh and made me mad, and in the end surprised me. 

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One of my favorite ‘genres’ of song is one that starts soft and murmuring, and then crescendos into explosive sound mimicking catharsis, whether from sadness or joy or anger (think Lucy Dacus’ “Night Shift”). There are plenty of books that build to an explosive climax, but THE EMPUSIUM has a special rhythm in its lead up–a tip tap, sometimes a little slither here and there from a chorus of voices (and I don’t mean the men that blather their opinions throughout). It held me in its grasp, with a foreboding feeling I couldn’t quite pinpoint the source of until later. I mean yes, bodies were being found ripped to shreds in the forest, but there was something else. I love when I’m reading a book and wondering what the hell is going on!?

Some may not have the patience for the slow and meandering pacing, but Tokarczuk (and the translator Lloyd-Jones) demonstrate their mastery of the craft with seeming ease. The reader embarks on a journey to a health resort in 1913 with a Polish student named Wojnicz, who boards at an all-male guesthouse in the small mountain town known for its tuberculosis treatments. His arrival is marked by the body of a dead woman. Then he starts hearing things, from around the house, from the men, from the doctor, from the woods, etc. The author’s note at the end of the book is the proverbial cherry on top of this novel whose Guesthouse for Gentlemen boards continuously ask the question: “Women???”

A great winter read, in my opinion. Cold air and deep breaths will keep your mind clear for what’s at hand…maybe!

Nothing was particularly bad about this, but there wasn't anything that sparked...anything. I don't need to be mesmerized all the time by a book, but it's going to give me something. I usually love a thoughtful, meandering, nothing-really-happens book. But this one was not it. It was simply, okay. 

A real strange one, in the best way. Yi has such a way with words -- the layers in the sentences were astounding. Hooked me, and I bobbled a bit, but came through loving it in the end.