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Posted March 7, 2003
A great idea, but...
From reading the jacket, it sounds like it will be a truly moving story. And the author even does a great job of setting up the possibility, but...nothing happens. Cullen sets up the characters for hugh drama, and then chooses to just have them avoid a clash. Second, the story is told entirely through the eyes of the main character (not the title character). This would be fine if there were in depth discussions with the other characters, but this does not happen. Thus you get to know the main character very well, but no one else. The sad fact is, it could have been a great novel.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted October 8, 2002
"You Don't Have To See It To Tee IT"
Imagination, Adventures in Darkness. The sighted world can only imagine what it's like to be born blind or lose your sight during life's wonderful journey. Having read Mr. Cullen's great novel and shared his work with golf professionals, sight specialist and educators at blind schools from Florida to California, I can honestly say that "Bob Cullen has written a book that will stand the test of time". We have already contacted The Library of Congress to have this book done on tape and in braille. Bob, on behalf of the United States Blind Golf Association we want to thank you for stirring the imagination of children and adults that golf truly is a game for everyone. Joe Mc Court Director Junior Golf, USBGA.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted July 17, 2001
A Bogey for Bob Cullen
The lightening bolt hitting a GOLFER'S upturned club on the cover is the worst nightmare in GOLF. Next, the very clever title sums up the book's premise perfectly by giving a mulligan, GOLF'S version of a second chance, in real life to GOLFER Bobby Jobe after he's blinded. And, as I appear to be the first to report, Bobby's last name obviously refers to Job, who was tested by God in the Bible. Both Jobe and Job passed their respective tests after leading hedonistic and selfish lives, although I think it must be harder to play GOLF blind than it is to endure all those biblical horrors. And finally, the book is about GOLF. Bill Clinton could write a book on GOLF etiquette and ethics, and I'd read the damn thing. I wasted a beautiful Sunday afternoon watching those no-name GOLFERS fumble their way through the last round of the U.S. Open long after Tiger had fallen from contention. Tiger was on his way back to Orlando in his private jet after he finished his fourth round early. He was probably playing Nintendo, but I was still watching GOLF. This is all to say that Bob Cullen starts off with three stars in this review because of the GOLF aspect of his book. And I'm giving him one more star for keeping GOLF at the center of his stupid little story. But Bob, listen to me. You've tarnished the sacred game of GOLF with trailer trash situations, an unbelievable premise, a dumb romance and ridiculous subplots. You start with a mystical bolt of lightening and end with an earthquake. Aren't you a little heavy on the symbolism? I know, I know, I know. You got this lightening bolt thing from 'The Natural,' right? Did you know that this great book by Bernard Malamud had dark undertones, with the hero actually throwing the big game in the end? Anyway, I'm talking here about the movie, which took the high road that you missed. You start and end 'A Mulligan for Bobby Jobe' with beautiful symbolic and mystical acts of nature. But in between there's lots of good, old-fashioned garbage. Bob, you mix the mystical with the banal in your book. How about a little consistency? You know and describe GOLF as well as anyone, but you're not good at writing Harlequin novels. Go high or go low. Your game is all over the place. Stick to your knitting. You abruptly change gears from your mystical start into 300 pages of hillbilly shenanigans, trailer trash situations and municipal GOLF course nonsense. Then, you weave a love story into your plot with Greyhound, that dolt who caddies for Jobe. Let's face it, Bob, Greyhound missed the bus. You write nearly 400 pages and Greyhound scores a few kisses from Angela, the angel who's babysitting Jobe? A few kisses?!? This is 2001, Bob. Someone should score in this book, and I'm not talking about a great round on the GOLF course. What, you're trying to write a fairy tale? Don't tell me you're taking the high road here, Bob, since you sure throw around the profanities and try to expose the underbelly of the PGA Tour. All your little subplots detract from the main premise of the book, which is redemption. But you sure tie up all those distracting tangents. Does the blind Jobe return to the PGA Tournament, how does the odious Little Dickie do in the big event, does Greyhound get the girl, what happens to that ridiculous municipal course back home, how is the long-departed and insane father dealt with (his muttering about Ben Hogan get old real fast, by the way), does the mother avoid the creepy car dealer, etc. I've never seen so many loose ends tied up so efficiently. If only real life was that tidy. Hey, Bob, you're a GOLF expert. Stick to what you know and avoid what you don't. Leave the cheap romance novels to authors who don't understand GOLF. Go high or go low.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.