Very short. The world in which it takes place is one in which there is no individuality, and there are no singular personal pronouns, such as I and she. The novel is written from a first person point of view, and when the protagonist speaks of himself, he says "we". When he speaks of someone else, he says "they", because everybody is everybody and it's a crime to think of oneself as unique. So the novel is extremely confusing until you realize this. I thought he was always accompanied and that he wasn't one but a group of people with similar qualities until I understood the novel's fictional society. After that, I made a point to substitute the confusing pronoun for the correct one, so I didn't get more confused. So this uncalled-for strain prevented me from enjoying the novel fully. Plus the end is a very long soliloquy, and I hate that.
I really wanted to read this book after reading the back cover description. I thought the novel was about me: "Working in a world where a college degree qualifies her to make photocopies, 24-year-old Girl is struggling to keep up with the essentials: food, shelter and student loans. So when she finally lands the job of her dreams she ignores her misgivings and concentrates on getting the job done... whatever that may be." That's totally me; I'm even 24.
But then I started reading, and there where parts where I just couldn't keep up. Too much girl lingo I'm not familiar with. Trying too hard to make the character desperate. Only worst-case scenarios. Too chick lit.
A very fast-moving and intriguing story that's extraordinary because, even though you know the end of the story before even reading the first word (you just have to read the title, "Chronicle of a Death Foretold"), it's still exciting.
This book's description mislead me. I found it really interesting to read about a girl who practically grows up in a funeral home. The title was extremely alluring. But only about 20% of the story happens in the funeral home. Furthermore, her spending time with her best friend whose family owns a mortuary and her stint as a hearse driver seems more like a subplot. The novel is more about the exploits of a neglected teenageranother one of these types of memoir. And it doesn't even make the cut as an extraordinary one. The author tells more than she shows. I think "The Glass Castle" is the quintessential neglected-child memoir. If you want to read that kind of story, read "The Glass Castle" and spare yourself the rest.
A very gripping story, well written and with many beautiful images. It stalls very little at the beginning, but the second half is much more dynamic and enjoyable.
I like the author's prose. Atwood invents an almost seamless extreme futuristic world. It's tense all over. Still, I didn't like the fact that such a perfectly, deep-rooted theocracy can only been in power for three years. I found it unlikely that people would be so brain-washed in such a short period of time, even though Atwood is careful to establish that some small changes were taking place little by little.
This is an illustrated book, ideal for children, or for people like me, who need to know or review the classics but have no time to do it. The story is simplyfied and abridged, but the essence is there, no Disney bull. Wonderfully tragic, by the way. I think it's one of the most heavy-action classics around.
Announced as "The greatest science fictionmovie never made", this is a screenplay less losely based in Asimov's stories than the Will Smith movie. It has several color drawings of some of the scenes. It seems to be a better adaptation, but it was never made.