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i cannot stand for any reexamination or reappraisal of A Little Life as Good, Actually. like we can't be doing this. the book is just not good. it's not well constructed or well written. no offense if you love it, you're allowed to LMAO i just. i want better things for you
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Did I tear up at the end of this book? Yes. Was it specifically because hanya was not just tugging at heartstrings with her language but pulling out all the stops and yanking on them with all her might as one would yank a rope while playing tug of war? Also yes. Like “And so I try to be kind to everything I see, and in everything I see, I see him” is one incredible hell of a line but it’s the writing itself rather than its connectedness to the story or the characters that has impact.
Final thoughts for now: I dunno. It was sad at the end, because listening to a person talk about someone they love after [redacted for spoilers] is always really sad; maybe she should have just published Harold’s last letter as a short story or something and left the rest to our imaginations. But for the preceding 700 pages, the story was gratuitous, ridiculous, and mean. The writing style was annoying as fuck, even though the writing itself was often (though not always) good. The characters were static cardboard cutouts, the events and emotional arcs were repetitive, the trauma was (I hate to say it) so extreme in both quantity and quality that i could barely take any of it seriously. I have so many more issues with this book but it’s 1:45 am right now so I’ll think of them later.
One fucking star. Fuck this book.
It is truly astonishing that somehow, literally every single man Jude meets before he turns 16 is a pedophile with a preference for boys. That feels… idk. Is that indicative of how hanya sees the world? I sure hope not. What an incredibly depressing worldview.
"the silk of the cotton blanket against his cheek" this is going to be another one of those random bits from this book, like the nickname thing, that bothers the hell out of me for days, for absolutely no reason
there should be a "would" word count for a little life. she's used it so many times that it's starting to not look like a real word anymore.
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I’ve gotten through exactly one section of Jude pov and he’s already insufferable and I still have no idea why these guys are friends with him. I’m also baffled by the bit where it’s like “this is how he got his nickname” as if he’s been called by some unexplained nickname for the past 100 pages (he has not), and then in the next paragraph it says the nickname didn’t stick. Like. If people don’t call you by that nickname then surely it isn’t actually your nickname???
When a book starts to remind you of New Moon by Stephenie Meyer…… yikes is all I’ll say
The saddest thing about the experience of reading this book for me personally is that it has ruined the name Jude for me. Jude has been my favourite boy name ever since I was a little kid; I used to come up with lists of favourite names over and over and Jude was always at the top of the boy names. But now it just calls to mind this colorless asshole from this shitty book
