This was an absolutely wonderful book. Brilliant, poignant, hilarious, heart-rending and all those other great adjectives that, piled up, make up a life.
Murray has an absolute gift for writing characters and all the voices in this book are unique and compelling and perfect.
It's one of the best contemporary novels I have read in a while.
Also, you will want to kill the writer for the title. Just fyi.

It's rare that I manage to read a book and do not develop an opinion about it. But this book successfully bypassed any feelings I might have had. It was a fascinating experiment in form and the content contained, especially in the strange biopolitical diversions was interesting in the way that the news was interesting.
But as a book? Perhaps there wasn't enough narrative to make me care, but too much to make me want to read for information.
Perhaps I'm too much of a traditionalist to appreciate what Tomasula's doing here. Perhaps graphic novels bug me (they do. I think they're books, but the format drives me crazy to read) so this books similarity in form kept me from connecting.
All I know is I can't even summon up enough emotion to rate it.
There should be a "has no opinion at all, no really" button.

I am not very good at appreciating poetry, which is why I was so shocked to discover that I really liked this book. Then I realized that Aurora Leigh is a Victorian Novel in blank verse, so of course I would love it. Passions, drama, noble heroes redefining the meaning of the gentleman, the unending struggle with being a woman and a person.
Yep, Aurora Leigh is Jane Eyre in verse. And it was awesome!

A delightful book, that mixes elements of both Austen and Bronte, but that certainly has it's own charm nonetheless. Gaskell, as.a writer, has neither Bronte's overwhelming passion nor Austen's deft pen, but she comes into her own with her obvious affection for her characters nd her very real portrayals of the follies of all humankind. We don't quite laugh at them, but we recognize them.
That bein sid, I really wish I'd known when I started this book that Gaskell died before finishing it. On the bright side, it's a Victorian novel. I could predict the ending after the first...oh, fifty pages?
Anyway, as one of the slightly less well known authors nowadays, I'm glad I've discovered Gaskell's work. She's well worth a read.

Dickens is at his best when he's dealing with long, involved complicated books and large casts. Bleak House is no exception. Though not quite as brilliantly satirical as Our Mutual Fried, Bleak House is witty and well plotted and Dicken's flair for mystery is put to good use. Having read this, I see why the man was so popular.