This is a good tale of relentlessly completive people caught up in the in exactitude of war. Their attitudinal training has made them wilfully terrible people and damning indictments of their cultures. Revenge leads to even more impassioned responses leading to a climax that shows the utter futility of it all. The characters in this fragmented book are awful and magnets for anti-social behaviour.
They utter the loudest and crudest arguments for the doctrinaire liberty to kill. How do these societies even function? On Leprechaun economics? Still despite the fragmentary chapters, loads and loads of characters, unclear time passage and dislikeable characters, this is a book of outstanding significance. The characters aren’t fragile and real, but they are memorable. As is this book. I read the 2001 anniversary edition, read this and the sequel.
This is an okay tale of overly vehement parents, false pride and exposition dumps. This takes a sensationalist twist on school shootings but so many more mass shootings have taken place since this book was published that he plot twist seems a convoluted way of post-rationalising such events. Also the concept of gun control isn’t even mentioned as people debate the degree of transgression the killer has committed.
This is a tale of emotional demands, unsuitably advised people who lack commendable honesty, uncertain truths and falsified motives. While this was okay it is still a tale of a killer who kills because he is angry, because he lives in a town where homogeneity is elevated to a virtue or something. While not the definitive thriller, it is readable. But there is no intensifying of environments or incidents. Empathy is not consistently engaged as a lot of the characters are impossible to connect with.
“Who now looked at them with the compassion usually reserved for lepers.”
“With more tattoos than morals.”
“There’s just something about a cop with a corpse under their deck that people don’t like.”
This was not finely hewn or captivating in its authenticity. It was dull, largely trifling and virtually incomprehensible and somewhat uninspired. It has a lack of a strong adversarial figure and is disappointingly humdrum. It is full of people either shouting nonsense or having bland conversations. This was dreary and purgative.