Sean

Yudkowsky has written one of the best possible fan fics. In fact, his handling of Harry Potter is so good that his book has actually replaced the real thing in my head as my idea of who Potter and all the other characters are. What started out as a devise for conveying instruction on the methods of rationality rather quickly turned into a ripping good story that hung together in a most satisfying way.

I took four years to read it, which I do not recommend. Get to the ending with the middle of the book still fresh in mind – that will serve the reader much better.

I liked the illustrations, but I am glad to have read other reviews which make it obvious that I am not the only one who was a bit confused by the story.

I genuinely and unironically enjoyed this book, so don't misunderstand when I say IT WAS A LITTLE TOO SUBLTLE SOMETIMES!!!!!!!!! Since anybody reading this review will not need me to spell it out for them, I will not say anything at all about how the author made sure that nobody's blind CATATONIC GOAT would miss any of the exposition or veiled realities going on under the surface of the storyline. It was all handled with such FINESSE AND DELICACY!!!!!! But other than the equisite subtleness, I enjoyed it. I like getting hit on the head with frying pans, too. The art is very nice and the loony protagonist was fun to watch.

This book, together with the Provensens' illustrations for [b:The Color Kittens 237346 The Color Kittens Margaret Wise Brown https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1420795657s/237346.jpg 2986158], is one of the main pillars upon which my idea of painterly beauty rests. Really, the Provensens spoiled me at a very young age. They influenced my whole aesthetic sense, and I am grateful to my mother for providing me such beauty, and for having done so deliberately.

Delightfully surreal. A bit disturbing in spots–very disturbing in one–but well worth the read. I will most certainly be reading the next in the series.

I enjoyed it very much. Although I am far past the target age, back when I was that age this would have been one of favorite books. In fact, I enjoyed it so much that if I didn't have 200 more titles on my to be read list, I would read the rest of the series.

I enjoyed this very much. What a feat, combining all those found photos and making a coherent and utterly gripping story around them! Although it is, I suppose, aimed at teens, I, who have not been a teen for many years, enjoyed the writing and the creativity immensely. The last bit–I stayed up way too late because I could not put the book down.

It wasn't until I found out that there is a sequel that I realized a reaction other than sheer enjoyment. When I read that there was another book, I thought something very much like, “Oh, no thank you. I'm stuffed. I couldn't [eat another bite/read another word].” The writing and storytelling are dense and rich, and enough is enough for now.

I read this long ago and no longer remember it well enough to write a meaningful review, but I know that it is set in Shelton, Washington, and that made it a lot of fun.

AAAAAAAUUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHH! the web site ate my review!!!!!!

I liked it, even though the pictures did not match those formed in my imagination while reading the first King novel. Roland looks wrong to me. I was amazed at how different the graphic novel is from the book upon which it is partly based, how different the atmosphere and mood. The novel is more moody, philosophical, ... I had the feeling there was some idea I could almost but not quite grasp behind the words. The graphic novel was, for me, just a shoot-em-up. An atmospheric and odd one, but more mundane.

Fun story with (most important to me) easy to follow art. Almost better than Tintin because it has a bit more “serious” tone. I like the humor and silliness of Tintin, but Rainbow Orchid is perhaps more engrossing without as much.

I don't know enough about the time and place to judge the accuracy, but it feels right. And since the story is gripping and I care about the protagonist, I can't fault it.

I give up! I appreciate Lamb's skill but I, a somewhat well-educated and moderately intelligent reader, find him too hard to keep up with. It's not only the outdated allusions, with which any such essays will be replete, and it is not only L—-‘s use of now-archaic conventions and * * * * * that make it so difficult to read. Several times I found myself reading along like a good citizen of the literary highway and Wham! Out of the blue I realize I have no idea where I am or how I got there. Some of that is probably my fault, but some of it, I think, just might be the fault of L.

I have too much money invested in sweaters.

Without a doubt, the funniest book I never actually laughed out loud while reading. But I spent the entire time pleasantly and quietly chuckling inside, where it counts.

I have known all the characters, every one. I never lived in New Orleans, so those who say the book is entirely place-dependant are not quite right; but I did grow up in Houston, and for some purposes that may be close enough. But no matter where, be it Texas, California, or Washington, these very real persons are findable.

Toole was a genius. I'm sad he is gone, but I am grateful for his gift to readers.

This is a great book for teen dudes who weren't raised to be decent persons and who are happy being self-centered twits. For anybody else, come on! There are real books out there, written by thoughtful people with real insights. This is just .... I don't know. It's just wallowing in one's own filth.

I never would have guessed that I might enjoy historical fiction this much.

I have read this book twice. Of the books I encountered after I hit maybe 18 years old, I have read very few more than once. I had forgotten how much I enjoyed it until I read the reviews here on GR. I think I may been to read it yet again.

A fun read. It was better because I had seen the movie and fallen in love with the magnificence of the visuals and thereby developed a caring for the characters, but I would have enjoyed the book on its own.

It pretends to be science fiction, perhaps, but is a surreal exploration of intentionality and getting old. I found it worth the read.

I will write a review later, if I don't forget. I am glad I took my friend's advise to read this book. As a lover of saints I especially loved Davies' exploration of what the concept of “Saint” means in my life.

The most dismal and dull book that I could not put down. Ford has created a nice set of characters about whom I care nothing, whose lives are pointless, and whose spirits are empty. But boy oh boy, when those dull, empty people have conversations, Ford puts the reader right there and sometimes makes your skin crawl. After one such conversation, the one with Herb, dismal and dull though it was, I uttered a “Wow!” loud enough to draw attention to myself in the diner. It alone was worth the price of admission. Ford is magnificent at what he does, and though what he does is drag you along to watch a perfectly uninteresting person live out his perfectly uninteresting life, he made me want to keep reading and left me amazed at what a well-crafted paragraph can do.

Just as good as the first in the series.

My life would be better if I had not read it.

Very much like Tintin, as was obvious just from the cover, but quite enjoyable for its own sake. I like the art style (I am almost visually illiterate, and the ligne claire style is easy for me to read) and the story, so far, is interesting. I will definitely be reading parts 2 and 3.

This book deserves much more than I can spare at the moment, so I will only say that it is a breath-taking character study, with insights that, to me as a Christian priest, ring true and which are important. There is nothing trivial in these pages. I have read criticism that “nothing happens.” And while that is almost true it is entirely irrelevant. Everything happens; everything that really matters happens in this book. At the end, it arrives at the same conclusion all human stories must arrive at, and it does so with grace and wisdom. This is my new favorite book.