Eric
The first of Saunders' short story collections. Just great.
The first of Saunders' short story collections. Just great.
Coupland has spent a career infusing the most fun and absurd realities of modern life into his stories of “average Joes” trying to adapt to culture's depleted standards of normalcy and stability. Never defeated, it's fantastic to follow along as his characters—this time, a disparate family oddly reuniting to celebrate their kin's first space-launch—finally give up the ghost and accept their lot as bumbling, mediocre happen-tos, finally daring the world to bring it on. Excellent reading for coming of agers and world-weary loners looking for a blanched ray of hope.
Coupland has spent a career infusing the most fun and absurd realities of modern life into his stories of “average Joes” trying to adapt to culture's depleted standards of normalcy and stability. Never defeated, it's fantastic to follow along as his characters—this time, a disparate family oddly reuniting to celebrate their kin's first space-launch—finally give up the ghost and accept their lot as bumbling, mediocre happen-tos, finally daring the world to bring it on. Excellent reading for coming of agers and world-weary loners looking for a blanched ray of hope.
A beautiful and in-depth imagining of a handful of random Middle Easterners who have each come to the desert for their own reasons and with their own burdens—one of whom just happening to be Jesus, who is cast as an almost psychotic outsider to both the group and the book. Dazzling. For this, John Updike called Crace “a writer of hallucinatory skill.”
A beautiful and in-depth imagining of a handful of random Middle Easterners who have each come to the desert for their own reasons and with their own burdens—one of whom just happening to be Jesus, who is cast as an almost psychotic outsider to both the group and the book. Dazzling. For this, John Updike called Crace “a writer of hallucinatory skill.”
