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I can't stand how scary
talented this guy is. How does a guy in his early twenties write such
funny and beautiful prose? How does he write something with such depth?
Can he be a front for a much older, much wiser co-conspirator? There's
no way for me to explain the qualities that make this book so good.
Portions of the book have that Gabriel Garcia Marquez, fantastical
feeling. Other portions made me giggle like an idiot on public transportation.
That old, cliched saying, "It made me laugh, it made me cry"
couldn't be more true about this book. I imagine that having a similar
family ancestry to Foer added to the experience for me, but I can't
imagine that it's a necessary component to liking the novel. While
the story is narrated in two very distinct voices--Foer, the neurotic
Jew and Alex, his Ukrainian guide--both voices add to the story and
provide us with a unifying force that is unexpected at first, but
very clear by the end. Man, I just loved this thing, and can't wait
for Foer's follow-up--whatever it may be.
Other titles by Jonathan Safran Foer:
Extremely
Lous & Incredibly Close
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