Thursday, September 28, 2006

My hate for it is ticking clock

There are few books in the world that make me want to go Berserker like Tuesdays with Morrie. It's got more saccharine than a Sweet 'n Low factory and it is as subtle as a nuclear explosion. You might ask why I read it. Well someone insisted so I went ahead and did it. I don't understand how he knows about the five people you will meet in heaven, since he's going to hell for writing Tuesdays with Morrie.

Now he's going to be laughing all the way to the bank with a new novel. Break out the hankies, it's about someone who gets another day to spend with his long dead mother. And plug your ears because you are going to be hearing about this from a lot of people.

Now you might call me a heartless bastard for all of this, but in truth I like novels which are emotionally resonant. Writers like Iris Murdoch do an excellent job of showing the consequences of our choices, but they do it in a non-maudlin way.

1 comment:

Steve said...

Mitch Albom will join Robert James Waller in a special room in hell. I suspect that Paolo Coelho (author of The Alchemist, which I have successfully fended off several times) will be there as well, but can't say for sure as I have thus far avoided being Coelhoed.

We should have a recurring feature on Alboms - books of unspeakable dredfulness that for some reason hit the jackpot.