{"id":2245,"date":"2009-06-12T15:40:03","date_gmt":"2009-06-12T22:40:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/?p=2245"},"modified":"2011-11-18T09:11:11","modified_gmt":"2011-11-18T16:11:11","slug":"pauls-book-reviews-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/?p=2245","title":{"rendered":"Paul&#8217;s Book Reviews"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;Outside of a dog a book is man&#8217;s best friend.  Inside of a dog it&#8217;s too dark to read.&#8221;  \u2014 <em>Groucho Marx<\/em><\/p>\n<table border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"4\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td width=\"10%\" valign=\"top\"><a href=\"http:\/\/search.barnesandnoble.com\/Neuromancer\/William-Gibson\/e\/9780441569595\/?itm=1\" target=\"blank\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-2247\" title=\"neuromancer1\" src=\"http:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/06\/neuromancer1.jpg\" alt=\"neuromancer1\" width=\"128\" height=\"192\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<td width=\"90%\" valign=\"top\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/search.barnesandnoble.com\/Neuromancer\/William-Gibson\/e\/9780441569595\/?itm=1\" target=\"blank\">Neuromancer<\/a>, by William Gibson<br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-2248\" title=\"3_5\" src=\"http:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/06\/3_5.jpg\" alt=\"3_5\" width=\"74\" height=\"16\" \/><br \/>\nI&#8217;ve been working my way through William Gibson&#8217;s novels.\u00a0 This is my least favorite to date, but only because it&#8217;s so dated. Reading it, I kept flashing on Tron and all those Dawn of Computing notions of being able to visualize structures of data stored in computers, a notion which lives on in the Matrix movie franchise. And what exactly does the protagonist Case do, really, other than take drugs and jack off in front of a monitor? Still, William Gibson&#8217;s engaging hipster style and talent for wrapping loose threads into satisfying endings make all his stories, even the ones that aren&#8217;t that good, pretty damn good.<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td width=\"10%\" valign=\"top\"><a href=\"http:\/\/search.barnesandnoble.com\/Assault-on-Reason\/e\/9780641957123\/?itm=1\" target=\"blank\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-2249\" title=\"assault-on-reason\" src=\"http:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/06\/assault-on-reason.jpg\" alt=\"assault-on-reason\" width=\"128\" height=\"196\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<td width=\"90%\" valign=\"top\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/search.barnesandnoble.com\/Assault-on-Reason\/e\/9780641957123\/?itm=1\" target=\"blank\">The Assault on Reason<\/a>, by Al Gore<br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-2250\" title=\"3_51\" src=\"http:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/06\/3_51.jpg\" alt=\"3_51\" width=\"74\" height=\"16\" \/><br \/>\nWell-reasoned and persuasive, long on wonkery, short on rage: Al Gore in print is as stiff and wooden as he is in person.\u00a0 If only he had some rabble rouser in his genes he might be able to fire his readers up to fight the forces of darkness, who are in fact carrying out an organized, determined assault on reason. I&#8217;m convinced, Al, I totally agree, but . . . I need to be madder.  I need to be moved.<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td width=\"10%\" valign=\"top\"><a href=\"http:\/\/search.barnesandnoble.com\/The-Aleph-and-Other-Stories\/Jorge-Luis-Borges\/e\/9780142437889\/?itm=1\" target=\"blank\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-2251\" title=\"the-aleph\" src=\"http:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/06\/the-aleph.jpg\" alt=\"the-aleph\" width=\"128\" height=\"199\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<td width=\"90%\" valign=\"top\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/search.barnesandnoble.com\/The-Aleph-and-Other-Stories\/Jorge-Luis-Borges\/e\/9780142437889\/?itm=1\" target=\"blank\">The Aleph and Other Stories<\/a>, by Jorge Luis Borges<br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-2252\" title=\"3_52\" src=\"http:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/06\/3_52.jpg\" alt=\"3_52\" width=\"74\" height=\"16\" \/><br \/>\nVintage Borges, much of which I had not read before. Reading contemporary science-fiction I see Borges&#8217; influence everywhere.  Modern Latin American literature?  There he is again.  To read Borges is (I fervently hope) to become like Borges.<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td width=\"10%\" valign=\"top\"><a href=\"http:\/\/search.barnesandnoble.com\/Foreskins-Lament\/Shalom-Auslander\/e\/9781594483332\/?itm=1\" target=\"blank\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-2253\" title=\"foreskins-lament\" src=\"http:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/06\/foreskins-lament.jpg\" alt=\"foreskins-lament\" width=\"128\" height=\"200\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<td width=\"90%\" valign=\"top\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/search.barnesandnoble.com\/Foreskins-Lament\/Shalom-Auslander\/e\/9781594483332\/?itm=1\" target=\"blank\">Foreskin&#8217;s Lament<\/a>, by Shalom Auslander<br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-2254\" title=\"2_5\" src=\"http:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/06\/2_5.jpg\" alt=\"2_5\" width=\"74\" height=\"16\" \/><br \/>\nI lost patience with Mr. Auslander about halfway through his memoir. Wait a minute, I said to myself, obsessive fear of a vengeful God is not the exclusive province of Jews \u2014 any Catholic, any Muslim, any home-schooled fundamentalist could give Shalom a run for his money. And two, I said to myself, if you have a serious beef with God you either get over it or turn your back on Him.  But to just keep bitching, all one&#8217;s life?  That&#8217;s fucked up.<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td width=\"10%\" valign=\"top\"><a href=\"http:\/\/search.barnesandnoble.com\/Three-Cups-of-Tea\/Greg-Mortenson\/e\/9780143038252\/?itm=1\" target=\"blank\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-2255\" title=\"three-cups-of-tea\" src=\"http:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/06\/three-cups-of-tea.jpg\" alt=\"three-cups-of-tea\" width=\"128\" height=\"198\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<td width=\"90%\" valign=\"top\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/search.barnesandnoble.com\/Three-Cups-of-Tea\/Greg-Mortenson\/e\/9780143038252\/?itm=1\" target=\"blank\">Three Cups of Tea<\/a>, by Greg Mortenson<br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-2256\" title=\"3_53\" src=\"http:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/06\/3_53.jpg\" alt=\"3_53\" width=\"74\" height=\"16\" \/><br \/>\nIn the midst of ever-grimmer news from Pakistan and Afghanistan, specifically the stories of Taliban attacks on girls&#8217; schools, you can&#8217;t help wondering what will eventually become of Greg Mortenson&#8217;s selfless work for the children of those regions. The story itself is as inspirational and uplifting as it could possibly be, and you can&#8217;t help but want to join in and help . . . but then you hear the latest news and despair. Honestly, I don&#8217;t know where people like Greg Mortenson come from, but we need more of them.<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td width=\"10%\" valign=\"top\"><a href=\"http:\/\/search.barnesandnoble.com\/The-Wind-Up-Bird-Chronicle\/Haruki-Murakami\/e\/9780679775430\/?itm=1\" target=\"blank\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-2257\" title=\"wind-up-bird\" src=\"http:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/06\/wind-up-bird.jpg\" alt=\"wind-up-bird\" width=\"128\" height=\"198\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<td width=\"90%\" valign=\"top\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/search.barnesandnoble.com\/The-Wind-Up-Bird-Chronicle\/Haruki-Murakami\/e\/9780679775430\/?itm=1\" target=\"blank\">The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle<\/a>, by Haruki Murakami<br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-2047\" title=\"4_5\" src=\"http:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/05\/4_5.jpg\" alt=\"4_5\" width=\"74\" height=\"16\" \/><br \/>\nThe image of the wind-up bird \u2014 a never-seen bird heard only by certain people at certain times, whose creak makes them think they&#8217;re hearing the slow winding of the spring that runs the world \u2014 will stay with me forever.<\/p>\n<p>I was talking about the popular novel <em>Geisha<\/em> with a friend and mentioned that I hadn&#8217;t ever read a real Japanese novel (one written in Japanese by a Japanese author for a Japanese audience), and she said &#8220;I have one right here, translated into English.&#8221; And she gave me a copy of this entrancing book, which, from the moment I read the first lines on the first page, I could not put down. Murakami uses something akin to magical realism to tell his story, but he also uses the brute facts of history; specifically, the wartime history of the Japanese expansion into, and subsequent expulsion from, China and Manchuria, a history little known to Westerners.<\/p>\n<p>Very rarely, a novelist will touch a need deep within you and send you out into the real world in search of what your heart wants. Patrick O&#8217;Brian did that for me with his Aubrey\/Maturin novels: I want a friendship like the one shared by Jack Aubrey and Stephen Maturin. Murakami does it too with the friendship that develops between May Kasahara and Toru Okada in this novel.<\/p>\n<p>This is brilliant work. I want to read more.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p>&#8211; <a href=\"http:\/\/pwoodford.net\/blog\/?cat=30\"><em>See all my reviews<\/em><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;Outside of a dog a book is man&#8217;s best friend. 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