For those of you who will see the book in the shop and read on the cover about the 9/11 motif I advise to not put it back, to not think about another trick to make you buy the book or sell more using the well-known topic but to look inside, then read a bit, then love it.The first smile brightened my face when I saw a number of pictures, photos and multi-coloured words in the book. We are all a bit like Alice sometimes seeing no use in books without pictures and dialogues. At the same time, the book is mature, the book is moving, the book is hilarious, the book is heartbreaking, the book is true. It is a real rabbit hole expecting those who yearn for proper fiction and a sleepless night under a lampshade with the city sleeping behind your window.
Although Foer touches a number of topics including the terrorist attack on 11 September, 2001, the bombing of Dresden in World War II and atomic bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki; although you feel a tragedy behind every character in the novel, my woman’s heart pounding was solely about Oskar Shell, the protagonist of the book, to not be washed away by that adult world he entered so early in search of the truth about his absolutely worshiped father´s death.
This is a book about an adorable boy, earnest and sweet, confused and determined. I read it laughing, I read it crying with a lump in my throat. Oskar is just no different from so many other kids on my way who long to be understood, who are out there for some explanations.
Although Foer touches a number of topics including the terrorist attack on 11 September, 2001, the bombing of Dresden in World War II and atomic bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki; although you feel a tragedy behind every character in the novel, my woman’s heart pounding was solely about Oskar Shell, the protagonist of the book, to not be washed away by that adult world he entered so early in search of the truth about his absolutely worshiped father´s death.
This is a book about an adorable boy, earnest and sweet, confused and determined. I read it laughing, I read it crying with a lump in my throat. Oskar is just no different from so many other kids on my way who long to be understood, who are out there for some explanations.
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