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Faulkner, Toole rolling in graves with comparisons to Egolf, 30. Juli 2000
Rezension bezieht sich auf: Lord of the Barnyard: Killing the Fatted Calf and Arming the Aware in the Cornbelt (Taschenbuch)
A poor man's Confederacy of Dunces? You bet. Catcher in the Rye on acid? Yeah. A great book? Aye, there's the rub. And the final answer is unfortunately, no. What starts off as a comic farce a three-point throw away from those pillars of literature -- a book that looks like it will be Faulkneresque in its portrayal of downtrodden America -- ends up giving birth to childs of farce, ugliness, and bad writing, squeezing out the beautiful miss comic. Potential becomes reality, and the reality of Lord of the Barnyard becomes pathetic. It becomes quite tedious indeed to read about the protagonist Kaltenbrunner's continuous nature of suffering; not that there is anything wrong with that, of course, but only because Egolf uses the same descriptive flourishes to describe it. By about page 300, the book's overwrought and overused expressions make the novel downright unreadable. The great Spencer Tracy once said, "Never let 'em catch you acting," and unfortunately, Egolf applies not this advice to his field, flashing us several times with the nakedness of his storywriting. And it isn't pretty. Perhaps only because the 400 plus page tome is bald of any dialogue, the writing itself is the sole focus, and Egolf sways into extremely hackneyed prose and constant literary cliches. Some of the author's most frequent phrases, "Baker Lay" or "felling giants" sound like something that would come from a whiny 14 year old kid in his first creative writing class. This malady of utilizing vague cliches also could be called by its more frequently used name -- bad writing. And Barnyard flatlines. Still, I have to give the author some props for writing a first novel with such brash and vigorous sensibilities. Ironically, Lord of the Barnyard -- a book about a trailer trash town named Baker -- has some class, and the brilliant premise itself makes the end result all the more maddening. That is, it just ain't very good.
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Faulkner, Toole, rolling in graves with comparisons to Egolf, 23. Juli 2000
Rezension bezieht sich auf: Lord of the Barnyard: Killing the Fatted Calf and Arming the Aware in the Cornbelt (Taschenbuch)
A poor man's Confederacy of Dunces? You bet. Catcher in the Rye on acid? Yeah. A great book? Aye, there's the rub. And the final answer is -- unfortunately, no. What starts off as a comic farce a three-point throw away from those pillars of literature -- a book that looks like it will be Faulkneresque in its portrayal of downtrodden America -- ends up giving birth to childs of farce, ugliness, and bad writing, squeezing out the beautiful miss comic. Potential becomes reality, and the reality of Lord of the Barnyard becomes pathetic. It becomes quite tedious indeed to read about the book protagonist Kaltenbrunner's continuous nature of suffering; not that there is anything wrong with that, of course, but only because Egolf uses the same descriptive flourishes to describe it. The great Spencer Tracy once said, "Never let 'em catch you acting," and unfortunately, Egolf applies not this advice to his field, flashing us several times with the nakedness of his storywriting. And it isn't pretty. Perhaps only because the 400 plus page tome is bald of any dialogue, the writing itself is the sole focus, and Egolf sways into extremely young prose and constant literary cliches. Some of the author's most frequent phrases, "Baker Lay" or "felling giants" sound like something that would come from a whiny 14 year old kid in his first creative writing class. This malady of utilizing vague cliches also could be called by its more frequently used name -- bad writing. Still, I have to give the author some props for writing a first novel with such brash and vigorous sensibilities. Ironically, Lord of the Barnyard -- a book about a trailer trash town named Baker -- has some class, and the brilliant premise itself makes the end result all the more maddening. That is, it just ain't very good.
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What exactly is a troll?, 2. Juni 2000
Rezension bezieht sich auf: Lord of the Barnyard: Killing the Fatted Calf and Arming the Aware in the Cornbelt (Taschenbuch)
I was first drawn to this book based on its cover. I could find nothing in there to really describe what the story or morals of it were, but I still had to get it. I am so glad that I did, because there are so many aspects to it that I loved, the brutally descriptive prose, the side stories, and of course the plot itself. I have often felt like an outcast, but John has me (and everyone else on earth) beat. From his days of being cruelly beaten in school, to his final hurrah, he was a constant victim of bad luck. I read another review of this saying that if you're not from the mid-west, then it's not for you, well that's not true at all. If you've ever felt that your luck is the worst, and everyone else is out to get you, then this is your book. The troll comment will make more sense when you read the book.
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