Most Helpful Customer Reviews
0 of 1 people found the following review helpful:
3.0 out of 5 stars
Disappointing and shallow, January 5, 2009
This review is from: Captives (Hardcover)
Halfway through this book I was debating: four or five stars. When I finished it, it was between two and three. That's not good. It was an ambitious project but falls short ... all the way to disappointing and shallow. I think Hasak-Lowy wrote it to soon, meaning--before he knew what he was speaking of. Maybe when he's fifty or sixty years old, he'll have a better idea. Good writing is not something, I think, that can be taught in school. The author is a professor of literature which seems to be very much in vogue--the teaching of creating writing and subsequently, the teacher then must publish a novel(s). They tend to get cute with style, and Hasak-Lowy does that. [eg. He takes seventy-one (71) words to say:"Each ... moment ... feels like a month."] But, that was bearable, as were the dropped dialogue tags. It was the disintegration of promising scenes and story that was so disappointing. There is so much potential here--the current state of affairs in the world--the intersection of writing with the "here now" real world. I'd like to tell the author to go back to school, but formal education is not what he lacks--what he lacks is insight and introspection. That said, there are some good descriptive scenes and SOME good dialogue.
Help other customers find the most helpful reviews
Was this review helpful to you? Yes
No
1 of 3 people found the following review helpful:
4.0 out of 5 stars
Coming to terms with his pain in a numbed and Botoxed city, October 17, 2008
This review is from: Captives (Hardcover)
It is fitting that this book should come out in the season of Sukkot,
when Jews have finished baring our souls during the High Holy Days and
then repair to our flimsy booths in the fields, celebrating the harvest
while acknowledging our ultimate vulnerability when faced with the
Eternal. Daniel Bloom, a screenwriter whose obsession with storytelling
threatens his marriage and family, lives in the anomic LA of Didion,
trying to find some "meaning in his life," one of the euphemisms for
coming face-to-face with his fear and pain. His journey is aided by the
similarly wounded Rabbi Ethan Brenner, whose candor doesn't fly in
La-La-land, and gets him fired from his Reform Temple. Hasak-Lowy's long, loping paragraphs describe Bloom's
frustration with the state of the world, as well as with his personal
life, following him through an abbreviated tour of Tel Aviv with one of
Rabbi Ethan's friends as his guide. Even during a memorial service,
Bloom can only use the terms of film to think about his outward
deportment: "...disturbed by the thought, What's my motivation here?
Obviously it isn't about him [the deceased]," until he finally is able
to touch his own anguish and shame. The metaphor of a dying dog is a bit
overdone at the book's conclusion, as is the final treatment of Bloom's
work, but the book overall sings the plaintive song of imperfect humans
trying to fix an imperfect world while also trying to fix the
disrepair of their own lives, while wondering if some aspect of the
Infinite could be watching.
Help other customers find the most helpful reviews
Was this review helpful to you? Yes
No
2 of 5 people found the following review helpful:
4.0 out of 5 stars
Coming to terms with his pain in a numbed and Botoxed city, October 17, 2008
It is fitting that this book should come out in the season of Sukkot,
when Jews have finished baring our souls during the High Holy Days and
then repair to our flimsy booths in the fields, celebrating the harvest
while acknowledging our ultimate vulnerability when faced with the
Eternal. Daniel Bloom, a screenwriter whose obsession with storytelling
threatens his marriage and family, lives in the anomic LA of Didion,
trying to find some "meaning in his life," one of the euphemisms for
coming face-to-face with his fear and pain. His journey is aided by the
similarly wounded Rabbi Ethan Brenner, whose candor doesn't fly in
La-La-land, and gets him fired from his Reform Temple. Hasak-Lowy's long, loping paragraphs describe Bloom's
frustration with the state of the world, as well as with his personal
life, following him through an abbreviated tour of Tel Aviv with one of
Rabbi Ethan's friends as his guide. Even during a memorial service,
Bloom can only use the terms of film to think about his outward
deportment: "...disturbed by the thought, What's my motivation here?
Obviously it isn't about him [the deceased]," until he finally is able
to touch his own anguish and shame. The metaphor of a dying dog is a bit
overdone at the book's conclusion, as is the final treatment of Bloom's
work, but the book overall sings the plaintive song of imperfect humans
trying to fix an imperfect world while also trying to fix the
disrepair of their own lives, while wondering if some aspect of the
Infinite could be watching.
Help other customers find the most helpful reviews
Was this review helpful to you? Yes
No
|