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universal themes, unusual devices, October 2, 2008
This review is from: Childsong (Paperback)
This novel covers a group of students at a small residential college in the midwestern U.S.A. during their freshman year, perhaps sometime in the mid- or late-70s. It will bring back memories of the first year away at school for many, with its universal themes of identity, status, alienation, and development of friendships and relationships, all the while insulated from financial pressures. There is an interesting cast of self-absorbed characters who get themselves into uncomfortable situations, and a variety of unusual literary devices. I found part I erratic, but the pure-dialogue (multilogue?) part II flew and I couldn't put it down during parts III and IV.
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Is the current generation of youngsters set for self-destruction?, June 6, 2008
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Is the current generation of youngsters set for self-destruction? "Childsong" is the tale of a group of friends hailing in a small college in the Midwestern United States where they face the terrifying truth of adulthood where they must learn to survive and cope with the most terrifying lesson they will learn of all - that the world is not all about them. "Childsong" is a well written coming of age novel with a deft criticism of the current generation, a top pick for any community library fiction collections.
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Read this book!, March 18, 2008
This review is from: Childsong (Paperback)
This feels like a hidden gem, the kind of book recommended by the smart friend of a smart friend at a stupid party that makes the night worthwhile. It's the kind of book you wait a year to get to and then feel remorse that you lived the interval without the benefit of its worldview.
Childsong slides between Joycean forms, at once inhabiting the nightmarish awe of Portrait of the Artist and the sardonic structural experimentation of Ulysses. There's also a little of Pynchon here--the modern paranoid energy of V.
Thor Polson has an original descriptive eye, and the characters in this book see the world with a flawed visionary angst that makes everyday objects shimmer. But coming through the lofty construction is simple, honest dialogue.
"Hate you? What are you talking about, Susie? I don't hate you."
"If you don't hate me, then why do you make me feel so small when I'm around you?"
"Now you're just being plain silly, Susie... Now you're just imagining things."
Childsong takes murky emotion and crystallizes the actions that surround it in such a way that my own memory of life is somehow clearer... something closer to universal memory.
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