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Posted July 3, 2005
How does one write a post-9/11 novel without flooding the page with tears and creating a sense of never-ending angst for the reader who has dealt with enough gloom and doom to last many lifetimes? Reynolds Price gives us a good example of how to render such a novel personal yet also universal. The protagonist Mabry's own collapsing physical condition--he is the 'son' to the 'good priest' whose health is also failing--is a powerful microcosm of the macrocosmic catastrophe of 9/11/2001. By traveling within these two zones--the specific and the general--Price succeeds at giving us both ends of the telescope at once. His prose, never better than in this book, is uniquely Pricean: no one else writes with such a sure-handed sense of the unique poetic language of his Tar Heel natives--both black and white--nor is there anyone else writing today who can enliven his or her prose with the metaphoric power of the quotidian, the everyday acceptance of life's calamities and its joys. This novel is a welcome bounce-back (after the longeurs of *Norbert Norfleet*) for a novelist who--since the death of Eudora Welty--must now be viewed as the South's premier fictionist.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted June 6, 2005
I generally like 'character driven' books, but in this book, the main character is tedious, self absorbed and boring. The storyline isn't much better because it repeats the same information over and over. By the end of the book, I just didn't care about any of the characters. Finishing it was a relief - it felt like saying goodbye to guests who had long overstayed their welcome.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted March 30, 2011
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