Lullaby, Chuck Palahniuck (review) With Palahniuk it always goes as such: some over the edge plot with lunatic characters, who meet in unlikely circumstances, become BFF and go for a long & twisted ad

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Lullaby, Chuck Palahniuck (review) With Palahniuk it always goes as such: some over the edge plot with lunatic characters, who meet in unlikely circumstances, become BFF and go for a long & twisted adventure all the while having big thoughts and asking a lots of philosophical questions. So much will happen and nothing will make sens until hopefully the final twist where everything will somehow fall into place. Sadly, it seems someone trow a stone in the cogwheel this time. There was no storyline and there was no twist, and without a fine writing skills to back you up there was nothing left. The whole lot went on like a slow speed diesel engine on a cold winter morning, you start up the car, it growls or roars, it drives you two blocks, you think you're off the hook, but then it just crashes, leaving you hanging. I fould Fight Club and Invisible Monsters great but this one sounded like a mush up of the two, only with less plot, way too much inner monologue and endless references to 1984 & Karl Marx. I feel like after you’ve read him once he gets repetitive: Society? Lame. People? Stupid. Everybody? Blind. Erase and repeat. There was this scene in the book where Streatore is trying to enjoy a burger and Oyster is boring him with a lecture about GMOs, animal right, etc. Well, I felt the same. Here I am trying to enjoy a good read, relax and have a blast, then here come Palahniuk boring me to death with politics, philosophy, existentialism and yadi yadi yada. I'm counting 1, counting 2, counting 3 ...

2015年8月30日 21:50

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Lullaby, Chuck Palahniuck (review)

With Palahniuk it always goes as such: some over the edge plot with lunatic characters, who meet in unlikely circumstances, become BFF and go for a long & twisted adventure all the while having big thoughts and asking a lots of philosophical questions. So much will happen and nothing will make sense until hopefully the final twist where everything will somehow fall into place. Sadly, it seems someone trow threw a stone in the cogwheel this time. There was no storyline and there was no twist, and without a fine/perfect writing skills to back you up there was nothing left. The whole lot went on like a slow speed diesel engine on a cold winter morning, you start up the car, it growls or roars, it drives you two blocks, you think you're off the hook, but then it just crashes, leaving you hanging.

I fould Fight Club and Invisible Monsters great but this one sounded like a mush up of the two, only with less plot, way too much inner monologue and endless references to 1984 & Karl Marx. I feel like after you’ve read him once he gets repetitive: Society? Lame. People? Stupid. Everybody? Blind. Erase and repeat.
There was this scene in the book where Streatore is trying to enjoy a burger and Oyster is boring him with a lecture about GMOs, animal rights, etc. Well, I felt the same. Here I am trying to enjoy a good read, relax and have a blast, then here comes/came Palahniuk boring me to death with politics, philosophy, existentialism and yadi yadi yada.

I'm counting 1, counting 2, counting 3 ...