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Friday, 20 March 2009

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    The End of Reason: A Response to the New Atheists
    By Ravi K. Zacharias
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    The End of Reason: A Response to the New Atheists

    by Ravi Zacharias

    I can't really do much of a review on this book because it seems fairly self explanatory. The author is brilliant and, as usual, his book excellently shows a man who is unbelievably humble. Even in spite of Sam Harris' emotional and illogical rants against religion and Christianity in particular, Zacharias remains graceful and intelligent, although in his forward he warns that this, The End of Reason, is his most strongly-worded book so far.

    Not having read Letter to a Christian Nation, I'm not sure if it would be more beneficial to read it before The End of Reason-- Zacharias takes many quotes directly from the book, so the reader doesn't really feel lost.

    I doubt there is a man better qualified for writing this book: the author himself was an atheist once, is incredibly familiar in many world religions, and highly educated. In fact, Zacharias is still the only pastor whom I will gladly listen to on the radio, or whose books I will eagerly pick up and read.

    Highly recommended for everyone, although I doubt those who need it most [the new atheists] would be interested in reading something that so clearly refutes one of their own's most applauded work.

Saturday, 03 January 2009

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    The Meaning of Night: A Confession
    By Michael Cox
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    The Meaning of Night

    by Michael Cox

    i had never heard of this book when i bought it-- and i even paid full price for it. walking through the mall bookstore over a year ago the cover, in combination with the title, immediately caught my attention. there was something sinister, mysterious, and yet classic about it. and then i flipped it over to read the first lines . . .

    "After killing the red-haired man, I took myself off to Quinn's for an oyster supper". on top of that intriguing beginning, the blurbs on the back cover were comparing Cox's story to the writings of Dickens and the Bronte sisters.

    although it's subtitled "A Confession" and is overwhelmed with footnotes confirming actual historical books/people/places, it is a work of fiction. the "confessor" is Edward Glyver, a man who has recently stumbled upon his true identity-- and the fact that his inheritance is being stolen by his school-mate enemy.

    The Meaning of Night is ultimately a story of revenge. Edward spends a great deal of time making plans to destroy his enemy only to be thwarted at every turn-- for every step forward, he is forced two steps back. though Edward has his faults [and they are numerous], in the end the reader just wants to see the real bad guy come to justice. or at least pay for what he's done. i felt quite satisfied with the ending, although apparently many reviewers were left unhappy.

    although the book takes place in Victorian England, it's not the Victorian England of Jane Austen with great balls and society. instead, it's the darker side of the era that is most prominent-- the whorehouses and the opium addicts. although The Meaning of Night definitely has sex and drugs, it's written so perfectly in the proper Victorian manner with all the polite euphemisms that most readers probably hardly notice it's in there at all.

    although it IS mostly a story of revenge, the book is also about overpowering love [or lust? it was difficult to tell], an awe-inspiring house, power, murder, betrayal, secret pacts . . . lies. lots and lots of lies. it's everything a person could want in a book.

    unfortunately, Michael Cox obviously thinks more highly of Dickens than i do. the first hundred pages were terribly slow-- but i was fine with that because it was a very thorough introduction to various characters. it's not until after that, though, that you find out that Edward has a predicament. a hundred pages or so after that you find out WHAT the predicament is. another hundred pages gets you so far as to understanding HOW the predicament came about. around page 500 out of 700 the reader finally knows WHY it all happened. the last one hundred pages are the interesting ones because that's when the action happens.

    for all the exciting elements that went into the book, it was an extremely slow build to the climax-- a climax that, honestly, the reader knew would happen well before Edward did. [this was my problem with the main character: he seemed quite dense in figuring out how things happened and who was to blame for them when the reader can see it coming from a mile away]. Cox should have kept his novel at the 700 pages, but filled with a little more mystery or suspense. even as a fan of classic lit, i felt he could have done more with what he was offering.

    i think most of my negativity comes from the fact that i guess i was expecting something more Gothic and less Victorian. it wasn't dark enough for me, or chilling-- something that anyone would have expected from such a gripping opening line. [in fact, the narrator uses the killing of the red-haired man to open his story, but the event doesn't happen until over 3/4ths of the way into the book . . . until then Edward is simply giving his background story up until that point].

    major props MUST go to Cox, though, for an unbelievably well-written and well-researched work. i've never read a work of fiction that had footnotes on every page [unfortunately, after a while i gave up caring about exactly where such-and-such a restaurant used to be in London, or when such-and-such volume of work was published].

    i do plan to read Cox's pseudo-sequel The Glass of Time now that i know more or less what to expect. The Meaning of Night is definitely a literary work of art [much like Kostova's The Historian] and an interesting read, but i felt it was a bit too meandering.

    and i think i would recommend it to Dickens fans.

Wednesday, 05 November 2008

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    The Host: A Novel
    By Stephenie Meyer
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    The Host

    by Stephanie Meyer

    my first introduction to Stephanie Meyer was actually on Facebook. several months ago it seemed like a million preteen girls were making "pieces of flair" that proclaimed all the amazing things about Edward Cullen.

    i thought Edward Cullen was some up-and-coming teen star, so i googled him out of curiosity. turns out Edward is one Meyer's characters in her Twilight teen-vampire series books and is ultimately an old-fashioned romantic gentlemen type (or so i hear). Meyer actually has a reputation for her men-characters-- i didn't know that at the time.

    within the past several months, the Twilight series has exploded in popularity-- Meyer is as big (or bigger) than J.K. Rowling was with the Harry Potter books. and like Harry Potter, although the novels are written for teens, an amazing amount of adults grab them up. vampire stories have always been in vogue, but Meyer has taken it to a whole new level.

    when i first saw The Host, i thought it was part of the Twilight saga, but was later corrected: The Host is actually Meyer's only adult book to date. and by "adult", i mean in reference to its intended audience, not its subject matter. however, i had a difficult time thinking of this as a serious adult book-- with the main character only 20, it still feel like a teen book.

    although the book is labeled as "sci-fi", there's not a lot of sci-fi involved, other than the fact that the world has been taken over by "souls"-- aliens who are surgically inserted into a human host and then suppress the owner's mind/personality.

    these "souls" are good, noble, and never do evil. they watched how horrible the human race had become and decided that the beautiful planet earth should be enjoyed by beings who deserve it more. thus, souls travel from planet to planet to experience life, and earth was one of their destinations.

    our protagonist is a two-for-one deal: the alien soul Wanderer, and her host's body Melanie. unfortunately, Wanderer isn't able to suppress the strong-willed, passionately angry Melanie's mind, and there is constant bickering inside their head. it is the ultimate split personality.

    unfortunately, Melanie has a lot of memories from her normal human life that Wanderer must find a way to access-- there's a small group of human resistance out in the desert somewhere and the souls need to find them to suppress them. Melanie doesn't want to give up her secrets, though, because both her little brother and her boyfriend are presumably safe with "the resistance".

    however, the story is as much about the importance of humans' individuality as it is about aliens taking over the world. souls find human hosts difficult to manage because no other species have such a wide range of emotion-- from suicidal depression to insane euphoria. will Wanderer ever subdue her hosts' determination to stay conscious? or will Wanderer give up because it is too difficult?

    my main props for Stephanie Meyer is the fact that she's not boring. even some of my favorite books ever, my mind will wander for a page or two before i realize i was supposed to be reading. Meyer keeps things pretty fast-paced, and something is always going on.

    my other props for the author are for the unusual way she treats the subject. it's not a typical little-green-mean-have-over-taken-earth story-- it's less about aliens than it is about humanity.

    i didn't have any big issues with Meyer, although she's hardly a great writer. she's not very descriptive at all, and i don't think she understands the line between "intriguing/mysterious" and just downright frustrating because you can't get a good idea of what just happened.

    also, i didn't like her characters-- not only did Wanderer spend the entire middle section of the novel essentially proclaiming "whoa is me, i'm better off dead, please kill me now" (you can imagine that gets old quickly), but also most of the romantic interests in the book were simply annoying. even the good-natured father-figure Jeb was so extremely stereotypical that i knew what he was going to do/say before he did/said it.

    my overall opinion of the book was that it was entertaining. no more, no less. it held my attention, but gave me little food for thought. i didn't feel like i wasted hours of my life reading it, so that's a good thing, but it will ultimately become "just another book i read" in my mind.

Sunday, 19 October 2008

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    Diary of a Wimpy Kid
    By Jeff Kinney
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    Diary of a Wimpy Kid & Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Rodrick Rules

    by Jeff Kinney

    well it's a record! yesterday i read two books, and it took me less than four hours. it's probably helpful that the contents of the book were peppered with drawings, but i'll take what i can get.

    working at Half Price Books has been immensely informative as to what books are popular-- from the Twlightlight series to Tori Spelling's auto biography, to Randy Pausch's The Last Lecture-- especially kid's books, now that i've been moved into that section. besides having to supply school-reading-list books, it seems all kids and teens are searching for anything by Stephanie Meyer, or the newest Ember or Eragon book, or Diary of a Wimpy Kid.

    we don't see very much of Jeff Kinney's Wimpy Kid books, especially the newer one [Rodrick Rules] since it came out this year. unfortunately, the ones we do get aren't usually in superb condition. i guess that's to be expected since it seems that most of the people reading this novel are preteen boys.

    it was something of a miracle to me, then, that i stumbled across a like-new copy of Rodrick Rules just a couple of days ago. i was on my way to put it on the shelf when i got curious as to what all the hype was about and flipped through it. and then i started reading it. and then . . . i decided i needed to buy it.

    Jeff Kinney's book [initially a web comic] may appeal mostly to middle-school and elementary kids who hate reading, but it ranks very close anything by Dave Barry on my own "hilarity" rating system. unfortunately, i don't know very many adults who've read these books, and i admit-- they're somewhat stupid, but that's what makes them funny.

    the novel is really supposed to be Greg Heffley's "diary/journal" that his mom gave him and is filled with his sketches and printed in a very handwrittten-esque font. unfortunately, Greg knows his sixth-grade peers won't be sympathetic to a boy hauling around a book that says "diary" on the front of it, so he's not terribly thrilled with his mom's present.

    Greg writes about life during middle-school: he gets hassled by highschoolers, finds ways to escape swim practice, makes a haunted house in his best friend's basement, and performs in a school play. there are parts of these books [particularly the first one] that had me laughing so hard i was crying. maybe i have an childish sense of humor, but there was nothing quite so funny as Greg's mass-produced, generic thank-you notes that turned out more like a game of Mad Lib!

    do be warned that Greg is not some wonderful kid who has a "moral of the story" life, and he never seems to learn that he shouldn't lie, or try to trick his mom, or annoy his baby brother. he's pretty self-righteous and self-conscious . . . pretty self-absorbed overall. so if you're looking for a morality tale, this isn't it. this is the story of a wimpy kid, just trying to survive his preteen years. and a very funny story it is, especially when you start wondering how much of this really happened to the author [or his friends] as kids. heh.

Thursday, 16 October 2008

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    Tulipomania : The Story of the World's Most Coveted Flower & the Extraordinary Passions It Aroused
    By Mike Dash
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    Tulipomania: The Story of the World's Most Coveted Flower & the Extraordinary Passions It Aroused

    by Mike Dash

    i don't read a lot of nonfiction books, but as soon as i heard of "tulipomania", i knew i needed to find a book that would give me an idea of exactly what it was and where and when it happened. Mike Dash's Tulipomania seemed to be one of the best-reviewed on the subject, so i located a copy at Barnes & Noble and started reading.

    "tulipomania" is the name given to an era of Dutch history in the early 17th century when the popularity of buying and selling tulips practically became the national past-time. it was in the 1630s that rare tulips started fetching exorbitant amounts of money and merchants discovered what seemed to be a fool-proof way of doubling their money almost over night-- especially since this was the only market open to anyone and everyone, with no legal regulations.

    at the peak of the mania, the buyers and sellers had lost all sight of appreciation for the tulips themselves. instead, the tulip trade became more of a stock market, with prices rising almost daily and buyers turning around and selling their merchandise [which was still in the ground, unseen, waiting to be "lifted" in the spring] to another buyer, who in turn sold it again. eventually there was quite a chain of buyers-and-sellers who never had any actual proof that the bought tulip even really existed.

    the crash finally came just after several "lots" of bulbs were sold at an orphanage for un-heard-of amounts-- something around 60-years salary of a middle-class merchant. almost immediately people started realizing that the price of the flowers couldn't go any higher [and therefore no one could afford them], they started selling, and the market crashed.

    mike dash's book gives a thorough overview of tulipomania in the Dutch republic, but also delves deeper into the history of the tulip itself-- its origins in Asia, the fondness for the flower in the Ottoman empire, and even brings the history up-to-date with reflections on other flower manias all the way up to the 1980s.

    the books is well-researched by the professional historian, with over 20 pages of notes at the end of the book, in addition to a bibliography and index. i found Tulipomania very interesting and full of unusual information. i'd recommend it to anyone interested in European history, trade, or even those curious about the history of the tulip.

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