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Review Date: 3/2/2010
Gah, from the moment i read the over-inflated, self-aggrandizing cover blurb ("with a voice only Alice Sebold can bring to the page"--c'mon, you've written one "hit" novel, which itself wasn't too critically acclaimed. You certainly don't have an unparalleled voice in literature, much less writing.) I was biased toward this book. The slow, plodding, idiotic story and character's actions didn't do much to convince me I had been wrong. Skip it.
Review Date: 3/2/2010
A lovely book, literally. Full of love, and frustration, for bountiful Irish family, told from the perspective of one of twelve siblings. A brother has just died, a somewhat prodigal son, and through the jumbled reflections of the sister's grieving mind we see into the dark past, which inevitably has maddening ramifications on today and tomorrow. Enright's prose reflects an epic internal landscape, mirrored by the rough North Sea beaches and contrasted by the tight corners and limiting houses of her Dublin childhood. Haunting.
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