Wednesday, September 14, 2011

The Towers

The Towers
David Poyer
St. Martin's Press
320 pgs.


 I'll Be Honest...


 This book will take you back to arguably the most important event in America's history. David Poyer's latest novel, featuring his recurring character, Commander Dan Lenson, USN, begins with Lenson's visit to the Pentagon and his wife's visit to the World Trade Center on September, 11, 2001. Also included in the novel is SEAL Teddy Oberg and Special Agent Aisha Ar-Rahim. None of these characters meet one another, rather the reader is brought through different aspects of the momentous event and its aftermath. Lenson's trail follows the strike on the Pentagon and then the military's response in trying to locate the enemy from a grand perspective. Lenson's wife, Blair, is visiting the Twin Towers for a job interview. Teddy takes the reader for the boots-on-the-ground perspective of soldiers searching for the enemy. Aisha not only shows one of the missions leading up to the Towers, but also how people reacted.

Make no mistake, this novel will take you back. Poyer's writing is powerful and honest. Each journey is unique and they intertwine with one another to create the full picture on how the country was dealing with the event from both a military and personal perspective. It's not often that you will be reading and be so emotionally engaged with the environment, but the description of certain passages, whether it is inf the staircase in one of the Towers or the cold, jagged mountains of Afghanistan, are so perfectly rendered that you can't help but be there. And there are no Rambos in this novel. This novel details how the military did/would react to an event like this, and each character has a history and vulnerabilities that you see in the person next to you. This is not to say that they are not heroes, as events such as this show how certain people can do actions that seem superhuman.

 So to be honest, I say go out and read this novel. The novel would be classified under Military Fiction, but is a great representation of the event that we all went through. As a retired naval officer, Poyer is able to bring an accurate representation of how motions were put into place, as well as the general tone of the conversations between soldiers. It is a novel that now, during the 10th anniversary of 9/11, brings you back to what we experienced.
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Friday, January 21, 2011

I'd Know You Anywhere


I'd Know You Anywhere
Laura Lippman
William Morrow
384 pgs.



I'll Be Honest...



This will not be the longest review that has graced this blog. Not because the book doesn't merit a long review, but because of the subject. I'd Know You Anywhere deals with a woman who was kidnapped for a period of time when she was younger, and how she finally faces her demons. I've mentioned the book to several of my friends, and a few of them decided they probably would not enjoy reading the book. Not because they didn't think it sounded good, but because they were parents. A book about young teens getting kidnapped is not a subject that appeals to parents, and for good reason. However, if you can get past that major hurdle, this book is worth your while.

Eliza was kidnapped when she was in her mid teens by Walter Bowman, a strange but charismatic young man. She manages to escape and return home when Walter is finally arrested, but did things really happen as the media portrayed? Walter was pretty silent in the trial, and hasn't said much since while sitting on death row waiting for his execution over the last 20some years. Finally, he notices Eliza's picture in a magazine and decides it's time for the truth to come out...

Lippman does a great job of moving the main story along while simultaneously jumping back to the past. Her main characters are well constructed, but there are moments in the book that the characters (especially Eliza) act unrealistically. Also, some of the supporting characters seem clichéd (mainly Eliza's sister and the woman helping Bowman). Nevertheless, I'd Know You Anywhere is a page-turner that will have you skimming through in a few days. However, while being an enjoyable ride, you will not reflect on it beyond the theme of safety for children and teens.
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Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Worth Dying For



Worth Dying For
Lee Child
Delacorte Press
400 pgs.




I'll Be Honest...




I can't get enough of Lee Child's Jack Reacher series. I freely admit that it's a guilty pleasure, and honestly I don't care who sees me reading it. Shakespeare? Poe? Dickens? Angelou? None of these authors can entertain me on the level that Lee Child does!! Worth Dying For is the latest novel written by Child, following his quota of about a book a year, which when you think about it is quite phenomenal production. It's just such a great series!! Imagine reading how Reacher kicks through a steel door to incapacitate the bad guy, and either rescue the kid or townspeople. And you, sitting there, riveted; reading how this man is able to make the world tremble by flexing and there you are cheering out loud as you sit there in your pjs, surrounded by empty Mountain Dew cans and little bits of Cheetos scattered everywhere.

Jack Reacher, the star of Child's series, is a 6'5, 250 pound ex-MP who travels the United States (mostly on foot) running into situation after situation. He grew up on military bases his entire life until his early 30s when, after realizing the military was going to continue shrinking with the end of the Cold War, he retired and decided to set off and see his home country. He has his own brand of justice, but it's not the wrong kind of justice. How can it be? He's the personification of the country itself, or at least the image that the country has of itself. He's big...huge in fact. He's strong...almost superhumanly strong. He's just shy of being something that burst out of a comic book, and gosh darnit he's not just strong but also smart!! How great is this?! He not only beats up the bad guys, but he solves crimes that are sometimes over 20 years old. What I think is the best part is this "realistic" walking, talking, smacking, smooching giant that either is a perfect representation of the country or a perfect parody of it is written by an Englishman. Go figure

Starting to see why this is a guilty pleasure? But the fact is that the Jack Reacher series are well written (well, decently written for this type of book. The first one, The Killing Floor, won an award but that's as close as this series is going to get to being seen as a literary treasure). In Worth Dying For, Reacher finds himself in the middle of Nebraska. Not only that, but he's stuck in a small town under feudal rule of the Duncan family who employs former college football players as the muscle. Oh, and Reacher is hurt/injured from the previous novel, 61 Hours. Oh, and there are more guys on the way from Vegas, hired mob enforcers, that are going to join the party. Will he make it?? Bwahahahaha! *gasp* *gasp* Haaahahaha...

So to be honest, I still love the Reacher series by Child. Child's writing is fluid, he keeps the tension and action and mystery jacked up so it forces you to read "just 1 more page." I'm someone that has a "fun" read list and a "classics" list, and Lee Child's Jack Reacher series knocked off the John Sandford "Prey" series as the most fun. Worth Dying For is not the best one of the series (personally, I feel that belongs to either One Shot or The Hard Way), but it's not bad. Each book is about 400 pages but it shouldn't take you more than a couple days to read. Also, while it is a series, you definitely do not have to read it in order. I didn't, and I don't think I missed out much. Now and then books will reference previous ones in the series, but with a series like this you know how each will end. So if after reading a Reacher novel you find yourself pumped with testosterone, strapping on your boots, and going out to hitchhike and cross the country, please, pretty please go and read a Jane Austen to bring you back down. The world can't handle two Reachers.
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Monday, November 1, 2010

At Home: A Short History of Private Life



At Home: A Short History of Private Life
Bill Bryson
Doubleday
512 pgs.



I'll Be Honest...



I'm a curious person. While tying my shoe I'll often think to myself, "I wonder who invented this process? How long has it been around??" Or have you ever started writing on a piece of paper with a pen when, in a moment of perfect balance between clarity and insanity you focus on where the pen meets the paper and concentrate on the process of writing?? It'll screw you up, guaranteed. It reminds me of when I was about 9 years old and I thought about breathing. Now, breathing is something I do every day, but if you think about breathing (inhaling, exhaling, inhaling, etc.) it's impossible to do it naturally! Most of the time breathing is a natural function that you do without even thinking about, but once you do think about it, you must actively do it until you get distracted again.

Now, what does all of this have to do with Bill Bryson's new book, "At Home: A Short History of Private Life??" It's about the history of those menial, inconsequential items all around you that you never thought about (presumably), for if you did things would get a little out of hand. For instance, did you ever wonder why salt and pepper is on almost every table?? Or even how it was created? Table salt is one of those things that is actually quite perplexing. The human body needs salt, that's not debatable. The creation of salt (sodium chloride) is odd, too. As Bryson points out:
"drop a lump of pure sodium into a bucket of water and it will explode with enough force to kill. Chlorine is even more deadly. It was the active ingredient in the poison gases of the First World War and, as swimmers know, even in very dilute form it makes the eyes sting. Yet we put these two aggressive elements together, and what you get is innocuous sodium chloride-common table salt."

Bryson lives in a Victorian parsonage in the English countryside. He basically tours the house, breaking up the book into chapters that represent each section of the house. The tour begins in the hall and ends in the attic. And in each section he goes into the history of the room and the history of many of the items that are involved. When he gets to the bathroom, for instance, he gives an interesting, albeit disgusting, history of indoor plumbing in the Western World.

Bryson is not perfect. You have to realize when you read him that, while his research has been diligent, I'm sure, you have to take everything with a grain of salt. Don't just accept him at his word. Remember the information and go research certain topics he discusses at your leisure (at your public library, natch). But when you read that it's not truly an urban myth for rats to crawl up sewer pipes and come out your toilet, or that back in the day those moving lumps one felt in his/her bed mattress was, indeed, more rats, OR back when big hair was the style (and I mean towering...women had hair that made them 3 feet taller) some women fainted when they discovered mice had nested in the "upper decks," go and research it to see if that actually did happen!

The point is the book is interesting. It will spark your curiosity about the best things possible - everyday things. When you look around you, every item you see, every custom you witness has a history to it. It had to start somewhere. But how was it created? What is its origin?? Don't you ever wonder why there's summer break for most schools?? (hint: has to do with farming). Didn't you ever think about where the saying "Cleanliness is next to Godliness" came from?? (answer: John Wesley, founder of Methodism, in 1778. And, unfortunately, he was talking about clothes, not the body).

So to be honest, I'd highly recommend reading "At Home: A Short History of Private Life." It is not perfect, like I said. It's very focused on the Western World, but it's centered around an English house so you can't necessarily fault Bryson for this. But his writing is very humorous, and the content in the book pours out. Can you honestly say that you wondered if there was an equation to ensure staircase comfort?? Well there is and it's on page 312. How about the changing of diet over the years?
The average Londoner in 1851 ate 31.8 pounds of onions, as against 13.2 pounds today; consumed over 40 pounds of turnips and rutabagas, compared with 2.3 pounds today; and packed away almost 70 pounds of cabbages per year, as against 21 pounds now. Sugar consumption was about 30 pounds a head - less than a third the amount consumed today.


Yeah...things have changed. But at the same time they haven't. Most of the items we use have been for a very, very long time. Do you know where they came from?? I thought not.
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Friday, September 17, 2010

Freedom



Freedom
Jonathan Franzen
Farrar, Straus & Giroux
576 pgs.



I'll Be Honest....



I'm human. In fact I'll be doubly honest and let you know that you are human, too. We're all human. Therefore, we all have faults, feelings, desires, emotions, etc. This is what Freedom, by Jonathan Franzen, is about: how it is to be human. While the book might be best suited for squirrels who, fyi, are not human, it is also suited for us to read since we usually need a reminder how human we really are every hour on the hour. Which works out in a way given that this book is almost 600 pages long, so just imagine how many hours you get to be reminded how human you are over. And over.

Freedom starts off with introducing our main characters, Patty and Walter Berglund followed by their rocker friend, Richard Katz, through the eyes and opinions of two of their neighbors. This reminds the reader (yes, another reminder) how people outside of the main characters are human with the pros and cons and etc. At this point you might feel that this book is essentially a story of boredom. A magnifying glass over a suburban family and how they all differ and yet are all the same. If you are thinking this you are not entirely incorrect. I'm not sure if Franzen chooses this to show how good of a writer he is, because he makes this "boring" story so good. You can't put it down. Truly. However, maybe it's not just his writing. Maybe it's like watching a car wreck (which we all have to admit is hard to turn away from) but you're looking in the mirror instead. If you think about it, maybe that's the fascination behind the Reality TV phenomenon. And don't get me wrong, there is a whole lot more TV than Reality in Reality TV, but we all think of ourselves as the stars in our own show with supporting players. Or maybe you're like me, where I'm the supporting character in my own star vehicle...bah humbug.

Back to the book. It's very well written, but I wouldn't recommend it to everyone. It truly is watching a car wreck, and even worse it's like watching a familiar car wreck. Some of the characters do despicable things...but who doesn't?!? You scream at the characters, "no no! What are you doing??" but right after that your friend told you what he/she did over the weekend and you scream, "no no! What are you doing??" This combined with the very articulate style of Franzen makes you feel like you're watching a movie instead of reading.

So to be honest, if you think you might enjoy the slightly guilty pleasure of watching an ordinary family self-destruct and (maybe) patching things up again, read this book. You will not regret it. One thing I have to mention is that Franzen gets slightly political, but in a rather cartoony way. There is a character that is conservative, but is shown to be extremely conservative (private industry corruption) and then there's a character that is liberal, but is shown to be extremely liberal (raving at neighbors how their cats are endangering songbirds). Finally, there is another character that is so extremely neutral it's laughable. Three extremes do not a spectrum make. Ah well. Also, there are cringe-inducing moments. Everything from drugs to infidelity to children not obeying parents. It is not done to vulgar extremes, but it's there nonetheless. Go read Freedom and bask in the glory of being human. Just avoid the mirrors on your way out.
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Wednesday, September 1, 2010

They Call Me Krud


They Call Me Krud
Christopher Mark Kudela
Xlibris Corporation
286 pgs.





I'll Be Honest...


This will be one of the shortest I'll Be Honest... entries. Ever. This is one of the most abysmal, juvenile, horrendous books I've ever experienced. It's the kind of book where I had to take 3 showers upon completion and immediately jumped online and took a few IQ tests to make sure that my losses weren't as bad as I thought. Oh golly gee willickers...this is Krud.

So the book "They Call Me Krud" is a story narrated by the main character, Krud. Krud is your typical moron who is a drug dealer and womanizer, specializing in all kinds of debauchery. Is he a well-written character? No. Is he one of those love-to-hate characters? Close, you just hate him. He likes to contradict himself constantly, saying how people get what they got coming to them, but then doesn't understand why things happen to him; or he'll be saying how this one woman is so great, and then next moment she'll be the worst person in the world. And it's not written so you think he has multiple personalities or anything. It's pretty clear that it's just bad writing.

He tells the story of his life, how he started dealing drugs at a young age, how he's seen the error of his ways, how he gets back into the crime life, how he sees the error again, how he goes back, and this continues ad nauseum. Krud, who you are stuck with the entire book, is not charismatic or smart. He thinks he is, but yet we're talking about a man who exhibits no intelligence, but then starts quoting latin phrases here and there and outwitting police detectives. How does he know these? Dunno, ask the author. An example: a police detective wants Krud to turn on who is supplying him with drugs. Krud, adhering to moral codes, refuses. The detective threatens Krud and his family. Krud exacts revenge by telling FBI agents that this detective offered to shorten Krud's sentence if Krud would pay up a percentage. The FBI believes this all, without any planning or show of evidence. Why? Because Krud says he's so smart (that and the author can't come up with a suitable plan/plot so you just have to swallow it like a chicken bone and march on).

Even the printing of the book is awful. I feel like the author created the printing company and proceeded to pop out a couple thousand copies in his basement. I have absolutely no idea how this book was printed and distributed. There's even a typo in the dedication!! Who does that?!?

So to be honest, avoid this book. The last book I told you to stay away from, "Next," is The Great Gatsby compared to this drivel. It's the type of book you give to your mortal enemy as a "peace offering" but really it's just a Trojan horse. I hate this book so much that I recommend you go watch a reality TV show marathon (and I don't care, take your pick which show). If you want entertainment, stay away from this book and go chit-chat with the brick wall. While you're at it, tell the brick wall to stay away from this book, too.
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Monday, July 26, 2010

Inception


Inception
dir. Christopher Nolan
PG-13
148 min.



I'll Be Honest...



I'm upset with you. You are sitting there, twiddling your thumbs, reading this review when you should be in your nearest movie theater right now watching this movie. How dare you! Don't you know that this is the best movie to have been released in the past couple years?? Don't you know that it's directed by Christopher Nolan, the man who directed Memento, Batman Begins and, oh yeah, a little movie called The Dark Knight??

"Inception" stars Leonardo DiCaprio as Dom Cobb, a man of considerable talents, for he knows how best to navigate the inner workings of the mind and thus makes him great for what's called "extraction," the removal of ideas from the mind. "Huh?" you might ask? Well yes indeedy this movie falls under the science fiction category. But it's more cerebral than special effects. It's set in the mind, not in outer space. And instead of space aliens shooting lasers at you, it's fragments of the subconscious acting like white brain cells, protecting anything foreign. But while Cobb and his team are great at "extraction," they are hired to do an "inception;" specifically, instead of stealing an idea from the mind they have to insert an idea. Supposedly it can't be done, but Cobb believes it can be, and if he ever wants to see his family again he must take on this near-impossible job no matter what the costs.

"Inception" shows Cobb and his team going through the target's dream, then they go through the dream within the dream, and then further down they go into a dream within a dream within a dream. The movie is not as complicated as it sounds if you pay attention, and believe me, you won't stop staring at the screen. In fact, give your annoying little brother $5 to sit behind you and continuously add eye drops. Oh yeah, throw in an extra $3 to wipe the drool away, because your jaw will be hung open the entire time. Your body will literally be on the edge of the movie seat, even though that's where you'll find gum smooshed into the seat half the time. You won't care. You'll be too tense from the suspense. You'll be too busy thinking about which dream they are actually in. You'll be too busy shaking from the heavy bass score that permeates the film. You'll be too busy caring about characters that only exist on the screen but you'd swear you'd do anything to help them. You'll just be too everything.

So I'll be honest..."Inception" is a monumental achievement in cinema. You'll hear others say "Eh, it was ok, but nothing special," and all I can say to that is: those people are wrong. This is a movie to be experienced. It is a movie to see, to enjoy, to ponder, to talk about, to share, to own, to check out at your library (and make no mistake, I will personally make sure that the libraries in your area have enough copies so you can watch it twice without worrying about someone's hold bringing the item back right away). The movie is more than enjoyable, it is beautiful.
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