Mohamed Zakria Zakria itibaren Lansot, South Tomohon, Tomohon City, North Sulawesi, Endonezya
İlgi çekici küçük bir masal, hala ne yapacağından emin değilim! Keyifli olsa da, oldukça hızlı ve kolay bir okuma.
i Really, Really like my aunt's convection oven. eveyone should have one.
sooooo much better than the movie.loved it.
As a former ESL teacher of refugees, I had high hopes for this book about a young Nigerian refugee trying to find herself. I was turned off almost immediately by the syntax and vocabulary of the book, which was far too advanced for a teenage girl from Africa who had spent only a few years teaching herself the Queen's English from the newspaper (how would you learn words like "tarmac" and "dashboard" from the paper? Or English idioms? Or how to write a metaphor or simile?) It never felt real to me. But I felt obligated to finish it because I had paid for it and because of the stellar reviews it had received. When I finished it, I was relieved it was over, as if I had been forced to read it for a literature class assignment on overuse of adjectives and figurative language in a novel. I think it could have been a really great short story had it been written in the true voice of a young African girl, without all of the adjectives and overworked descriptions. I liked the premise. But it got so very slowly to the point that I felt like I was swimming through vats of Little Bee honey--thick and syrupy and too sweet for my taste.
Inspector Alleyn, Nigel, and Fox get called in when some old guy gets killed. His family are entertainingly kooky. I didn't solve this one at all, but new information is revealed toward the end that provides the motive.
Spoiler Alert Peter, a rookie paramedic when the novel opens — and a straight arrow throughout the story — pulls a drunken young woman, Sheila, out of her wrecked car one cold winter night in Vermont and helps save her life. He is drawn to her, despite the fact that she is an alcoholic. Sheila gets pregnant they marry – she goes off when the baby is two after almost killing her while driving while drunk. Eighteen years later she is back in their lives to help the daughter with growing up issues. The novel ends hinting that Sheila and Peter will get back together. Way to close to a romance novel for my tastes.
This is one of the most well-constructed stories I have ever read. LeCarré's prose is economical and allows events to unfold seamlessly and relentlessly. His sense of timing is superb; each time the plot appears to stabilize for a moment, it is made to crumble in the next sentence or so. Furthermore, periods of waiting and reflection are not simply dead time, they are driven by undercurrents of suspense and doubt. I am not surprised that LeCarré wrote this book in the odd moments of only five weeks while he was still working for the British in Germany. Not a moment in the book is wasted on inconsequential fluff, and the result is a brilliantly chilling thriller.