Anybody. Please help. There are some startling advancements to the story that I do not want to divulge if no one else is there yet. But, I am also dying to get some other opinions about what is going on. There are two things in particular that I just cannot fathom. I need to vent and bounce ideas off someone. Please. Come on.
I just got to chapter 15. Can we have a roll call and see at what point everyone else is at?
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
The Only One
Since I feel like the only person reading the book and commenting on the blog, I thought I'd take a second to tell myself how thoughtful and profound my remarks are. The posts I make are so relevant and to the true essence of what's going on. People can follow my thoughts really easy and they agree with me. I am not only right, but good looking and well endowed.
Actually I am still reading the book and I am starting to like it again. I'm understanding that each character is their own "Fortress of Solitude" in a way because they keep so much to themselves. Even after Dylan went out on a limb and revealed his alter ego to his summertime girlfriend, he seemed to resort even further into himself. He is starting to stick up for himself. Everyone is. His dad finally realized that he can't support their family on dreams and he took a real job. He still finds plenty of time for his passion though, so he's remained true to himself and also become a real man.
I'm interested to see what happens with the strong foreshadowing in Robert Woolfolk's threat, "I'll kill you someday." That seemed very ominous, not like the million casual things written in the book that seem to have no real relevance on the story. There was more force behind it, so if Lethem was trying to keep that one close to his chest, he failed miserably. All of the code and hidden meaning and beating around the bush he's done so far in telling this story didn't lull me to sleep on that one. My guess is Dylan dies at Robert's hand. Since I'm the only one participating, I'll keep that to myself if it does happen just in case you ever do get around to reading it.
Suckers.
Actually I am still reading the book and I am starting to like it again. I'm understanding that each character is their own "Fortress of Solitude" in a way because they keep so much to themselves. Even after Dylan went out on a limb and revealed his alter ego to his summertime girlfriend, he seemed to resort even further into himself. He is starting to stick up for himself. Everyone is. His dad finally realized that he can't support their family on dreams and he took a real job. He still finds plenty of time for his passion though, so he's remained true to himself and also become a real man.
I'm interested to see what happens with the strong foreshadowing in Robert Woolfolk's threat, "I'll kill you someday." That seemed very ominous, not like the million casual things written in the book that seem to have no real relevance on the story. There was more force behind it, so if Lethem was trying to keep that one close to his chest, he failed miserably. All of the code and hidden meaning and beating around the bush he's done so far in telling this story didn't lull me to sleep on that one. My guess is Dylan dies at Robert's hand. Since I'm the only one participating, I'll keep that to myself if it does happen just in case you ever do get around to reading it.
Suckers.
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Remember that Time...
...When all my best friends pulled that one joke on me by banding together to "create" a "book club", but really they were all just seeing how far I would take it.... Well I'm too far to stop now, and six hundred pages in, I'm looking like a genius.
Monday, February 4, 2008
I Can't Believe what I Just Saw
How does New York beat New England? Unbelievable.
I'm down for another blog name. This one seems overly generic and even slightly feminine. I liked Cam's ideas. Maybe we could call it - Washed Up, A Commentary on Growing Old.
So I am starting to get a little annoyed with the book. Part of me hates that the author always tries to disguise whatever he is talking about. Whenever he goes from one scene to another, he won't tell you who he is talking about for five pages. It's a little too crafty for me. Just lay it out, plain and simple. The other thing that is nagging at me is how cowardly everyone seems to be. Maybe that is why it takes Lethem so long to get to the character of the short story.
It seems like Dylan is unwilling to stick up for himself. I've thought to myself a million times that he just needs to go berserk on someone so they back off. I can't imagine what it must feel like to never stand up for yourself or never speak your mind. Their world is so complex and has so many unwritten rules. I'm also realizing how the majority will always deride and persecute the minority. It doesn't matter who is on which side. The team with the most players always seems to push down their weaker adversaries. It's amazing to see how stupid a mob mentality is. It seems like, for the most part, the more you put the same time of people together, the more you are going to get the worst out of them. Groups become less intelligent, less accepting and less sophisticated the larger they become. Too bad. There is strength in numbers, but apparently there is also weakness in them.
So far I'm starting to think this book is moving slowly. I'm in Chapter 9.
I'm down for another blog name. This one seems overly generic and even slightly feminine. I liked Cam's ideas. Maybe we could call it - Washed Up, A Commentary on Growing Old.
So I am starting to get a little annoyed with the book. Part of me hates that the author always tries to disguise whatever he is talking about. Whenever he goes from one scene to another, he won't tell you who he is talking about for five pages. It's a little too crafty for me. Just lay it out, plain and simple. The other thing that is nagging at me is how cowardly everyone seems to be. Maybe that is why it takes Lethem so long to get to the character of the short story.
It seems like Dylan is unwilling to stick up for himself. I've thought to myself a million times that he just needs to go berserk on someone so they back off. I can't imagine what it must feel like to never stand up for yourself or never speak your mind. Their world is so complex and has so many unwritten rules. I'm also realizing how the majority will always deride and persecute the minority. It doesn't matter who is on which side. The team with the most players always seems to push down their weaker adversaries. It's amazing to see how stupid a mob mentality is. It seems like, for the most part, the more you put the same time of people together, the more you are going to get the worst out of them. Groups become less intelligent, less accepting and less sophisticated the larger they become. Too bad. There is strength in numbers, but apparently there is also weakness in them.
So far I'm starting to think this book is moving slowly. I'm in Chapter 9.
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