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Literary Smackdown

That's right folks, it's Literary Smackdown time.  No holds barred, it's book versus book and only the strongest survive.


Did you know that Dolph Lundgren (Russian dude) speaks 5 languages and has a Master's degree in chemical engineering?  It's true. 

A couple of months back, after reading Justin Cronin's much-hyped epic The Passage, A Reader's Respite couldn't help but notice all of the comparisons readers everywhere were making between this novel and Stephen King's legendary epic, The Stand.



The problem for us was that A Reader's Respite had never actually read King's masterpiece.  (Pelt us with tomatoes if you must, but it's true.  He scared us after the clown-thing in It and we never read a word he wrote again....but you can read about that here.).



As it turned out, we were in good company.  Both Jill (A Rhapsody in Books) and Ti (Book Chatter) had either a) never read the book, or b) read it long enough ago that it had been lost to the brain-chasm that eats up minor book details like, say, the plot.

So it was that we formed The Fellowship of The Stand.  (Okay, so it was really just a discussion thread on GoodReads, but we're going for the dramatic here, so back off.)  We chose the uncut version which basically just means that it included every random thought King has ever had and that his original editor wisely left on the cutting room floor.  1141 pages.  Yet we persevered.  We triumphed.  Around the halfway point, Jen thought we all needed our own t-shirt:


The verdict?  The similarities between The Passage and The Stand were indeed remarkable.  Both novels feature a post-apocalyptic world that is the result of a government medical experiment gone bad.  Both focus on the few groups that survive.  And both use the setting of Las Vegas for some very, very bad juju going down.

But really, that's where the similarities end.  The Passage is a thriller and adventure story.  The protagonists seek to survive and avoid the so-called virals trying to make a meal of them.  Who are the "bad guys"?  Anyone infected with the virus....former friends, family members, or co-workers.  The virus is non-discriminatory.  The thrill of the story (the first in a planned trilogy, by the way) is how the non-infected survive.  Very tense.  Very page-turn-inducing.

The Stand, however, features over-arching themes that go far beyond a storyline of basic survival.  King's missive places survivors into one of two camps:  you're either a "good guy," drawn to gather with other good guys in Boulder, Colorado or you're a "bad guy," heading off to join the evil cadre who have settled in Las Vegas and plot to destroy all other survivors.  The reader immediately knows that these groups represent something.  But what? 

Religion?  Human nature? It's possible.  The leaders of each group of survivors are specifically aligned with God and Satan, respectively.  We found it fascinating that members of each group didn't migrate from one group to the other.  They were immediately and firmly entrenched as either a "good guy" or a "bad guy."  King's exploration of each character's background prior to the Apocalypse was key.  But is a person born with good or badness within them or are they the product of their environment? 

Simply put, King's novel is an epic saga about good versus evil, the choices mankind makes, and what that says about our intrinsic character.

So ends The Fellowship of the Stand and the only question that remains is: who wins the Smackdown?

A Reader's Respite read these novels a mere three months ago.  Today, we could give you a bare-bones plot sketch of The Passage.  But we could discuss with you for hours the meaning of the themes buried within The Stand.  We think King delivered a knock-out punch.



Post Script:  Don't miss out on Rhapsody in Books Weblog and Book Chatter's thoughts!

Just when we thought we'd recovered.....

A Reader's Respite has been running into a spate of bad historical fiction lately. Recently, we BookMooched (is that a real verb?) a historical fiction novel entitled Bathory: Memoir of a Countess.

hey, at least the cover is beautiful

Familiar with the story of the Countess? Allow us to present the Reader's Respite Version:

Elizabeth Bathory was a Hungarian Countess in the late 16th century who had a bit of a mean streak in her. Little factual information is known about her (the records are allegedly kept under lock and key by the Hungarian government), but the legends that have sprouted up about her are pretty wild.


She liked to kill young girls. Preferably via torture. One wild rumor has it that she liked to take relaxing evening baths in the blood of young virgins. Perhaps as many as 600 of them in her lifetime (although that number seems a little unreal, doesn't it?)

Despite her fantastical reputation, not too much has been written about this little vixen. A Reader's Respite had heard of Mordeaux's Bathory: Memoir of a Countess, so we thought we'd give it a read since the subject seemed a little Halloween-ish and creepy.

Holy. Mother. of . God.

This book really should have been marketed as a Pornography/BDSM book. Not that we have any problem with the pornography genre, we just appreciate it when it isn't masquerading as historical fiction.

Every wild-ass rumor about the Crazy Countess made it's way into this book, no matter how stomach-churning the detail. And trust us on this, it takes an uber-strong stomach to make it through the first chapter.

But aside from the over-the-top, going-for-shock-value details, this was just plain bad historical fiction. No matter how hard we try, we simply cannot imagine the Countess's husband telling her that she seems "stressed." Hardly the vernacular of 1600 Hungary.

Never mind that "influenza" wasn't even a term used until the 18th century or that young, unmarried, blue-blooded girls are running around unchaperoned. And with every other person killed being a servant of the Crazy Countess, how on earth did she ever fill her staff? In her case, good help was really hard to find.

Good grief, folks, this book was a mess.

When A Reader's Respite finds a good novel about this Joan-Crawford-Runs-Amok, we'll let you know. In the meantime, skip this one if you have any self-respect at all.





No. We wouldn't wish this book upon any of our loyal, fabulous readers. Instead, we're giving it to Misfit to return this favor.

Paybacks are hell.

Review: The Glister


The Glister, by John Burnside

An abandoned chemical plant. A chemical wasteland left behind. Unemployed and uninsured, the townfolk left behind are slowly dying of mysterious ailments, which everyone seems to be willing to ignore. Strange, mutated animals have been sighted in the woods. And one by one, children are disappearing while local authorities are busy covering it all up.

Something evil is lurking out there.

John Burnside's latest novel easily captured A Reader's Respite's attention. A very promising, Stephen King-esque (his early stuff...you know, the good stuff) beginning immediately grabbed our attention.



Especially with literary references like these:

For some reason, the powers that be decided many years ago that Moby-Dick is some sort of kids' book, and they put it out in all kinds of weird editions, all abridged and illustrated and gutted to the bare bones of an "adventure." Worse still, they had Melville down as a one-book wonder, so I didn't even know about The Confidence-Man, or Bartleby the Scrivener or Billy Budd, until John came along. Nobody should ever forget the debt of gratitude they owe to whoever it was first got them to read Herman Melville properly. According to John, the real version of Moby-Dick was a page-turner, too -- and he was right about that, just as he was right about Proust and all those others. The definition of a page-turner really ought to be that this page is so good, you can't bear to leave it behind, but then the next page is there and it might be just as amazing as this one. Or something like that.
The Glister, by John Burnside


And then, just as we were preparing to really love this novel......


Nothing. Nada. Zip.

This book, folks, fell flat on it's face for A Reader's Respite.

While the characters were beautifully written, the atmosphere sufficiently creepy, the plot went absolutely nowhere for us. In fact, we're not even entirely certain what it was that actually happened in the end.

All is not lost, however. We're prepared to admit that it may just be us.

That's why we're going to give away two copies of The Glister to our brilliant readers who will have to come back and let us know if the novel is really a work of genius. Just leave a comment and we'll randomly draw two winners on Wednesday, April 29. International readers are encouraged!




Title: The Glister
Author: John Burnside
ISBN-13: 978-0385527644
240 pages
Publisher: Nan A. Talese/Random House
Date: March 10, 2009


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Review: Coraline

Coraline, by Neil Gaiman






The Down and Dirty

Young Coraline isn't all that happy with her life. Her parents work too much and, as young children are wont to be, she's bored. But when she discovers her alternate life behind a hidden door, she begins to think that her real life isn't so bad. Evil lurks behind every corner as Coraline tries desperately to regain her "old" life.


The Literary Criticism

Advertised for ages eight and up, Coraline is, for all intents and purposes, a horror book for kids. Scary, but without the gore.

And although I haven't interviewed any eight year olds on the matter, I suspect Gaiman largely succeeds in scaring the pee out of them. The alternate world Coraline stumbles into strangely mirrors her own, containing another set of parents who, despite their outward declarations of love and devotion, don't seem quite right. (Black buttons instead of eyes are a pretty big clue here.)

The alternate world Gaiman creates is quite well thought-out. And while the themes of the novella may not be original, the conveyance of it certainly is.

As rich as the plot is, however, there is something lacking in Coraline. We know she is a kind girl and even quite a smart girl. But that's about all we ever get to know. Ultimately, she's rather one-dimensional in a cardboard cutout sort of way. Perhaps this was by design, but I missed getting to know Coraline.



Our Recommendation

Hmmmmm. Here's the brutal truth: the thrill just wasn't happening for me. By no means is this an awful book. It won a Hugo Award, a Nebula Award, and the Bram Stroker Award.

I read it. I didn't hate it.

But neither am I running out and buying copies for every kid I know.



Maybe I missed something. It's been known to happen.






I do, however, have high hopes for the forthcoming film version.







While A Reader's Respite chose to purchase a copy of Coraline, you can read it for free courtesy of Harper Collins.




Title: Coraline
Author: Neil Gaiman
ISBN-13: 978-0061649691
176 pages
Publisher: Harper Perennial
Date: 2006




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Review: Mister B. Gone


Mister B. Gone, by Clive Barker










Arghhhhhh. I am the victim of those sly tricksters called the marketing department who ply their evil trade on unsuspecting bibliophiles such as myself. Why, oh why, do I not better guard against this?
Burn this book.
Go on. Quickly, while there's still time. Burn it. Don't look at another word. Did you hear me? Not. One. More. Word.
Mister B. Gone, by Clive Barker

The Short Synopsis
A nasty little demon by the name of Jakabok Botch is fished out of the ninth circle of hell and brought up to our world by those who would sell him for profit. He promptly escapes and spends the next few hundred years wreaking havoc on humankind in all sorts of grotesque ways. On the way, he makes friends with another hideous demon called Quitoon and together they seek out important human inventions throughout the Middle Ages. Eventually ending up at the home of Johannes Gutenberg (yes, of printing press fame), Jakabok is witness to the negotiations between Heaven and Hell's representatives as they hammer out an agreement as to who will profit most from Gutenberg's historical invention. Ultimately, he ends up within the pages of this novel, telling you his own story.


The Literary Criticism
This had the makings of a terrific tale. A demon caught in the pages of a book and revealing the secrets of Heaven and Hell? By any estimation, this is an inventive premise.
"Oh but, sir," Gutenberg said, a sudden passion in his voice and manner, "a new age is about to begin. Once which will rid this world of cruelty you've seen by giving men a cure for their ignorance, which is where all cruelty beings."
Mister B. Gone, by Clive Barker
But somewhere between the premise and the telling of the story, opportunity was lost. Instead of following the trail of mankind's role in good and evil, Barker reverts to graphic descriptions of torture machines and the myriad of ways there are to disembowel a person. In some cases, less is more.

Every so often, I detected the rumblings of what could have been a much better novel. A phrase here, a philosophical underlining there, but nothing ever came of it. Instead, the author would revert back to pages upon pages (upon pages) of entreaties to burn the book and the terrible things that would happen to me if I did not heed the warnings. Perhaps I ought to have listened?

As to Jakabok himself, I never quite felt his anger or his pain (though perhaps this is a good thing). Barker tells us that Jakabok developed quite a close friendship with Quitoon, but the relationship was never fully convincing nor explored. Instead of examining the human-like qualities of the two demons, Barker chose to focus on describing what I am assuming were meant to be unspeakable horrors. Sadly, in this day and age of desensitization, the graphic descriptions only caused me to involuntarily roll my eyes.

There were quite a few grammatical errors, such as switching tenses in mid-sentence, but I can't blame the author for that business. Rather, that would be the purveyance of the editor, who dropped the ball here.

Are there any good points? Well the marketing team clearly did their job well. The clippings, the aging of the pages to resemble an old manuscript ... all exceptional work. If I wrote a book, I would want this team working for me. After all, they managed to trick a skeptical reader like myself here.

(A refresher for those of you who have forgotten Dante's nine ten circles of hell.)

The Recommendation
I cannot, in good conscious, encourage you to spend your hard-earned money on this novel. Don't take my word for it: ask Brian Baker who aptly titled his review Mister B. Gone, and he took my money with him. Mr. Barker has written many fine novels in the past and if you're interested in his work, you'd do better to try The Hellhound Heart: A Novel or even Abarat. Creepy stuff right there. Perhaps this book is best reserved for die-hard Barker fans if for no other reason than to complete a collection. (I feel your OCD...really, I do.)


Two Stars

Title: Mister B. Gone
Author: Clive Barker
ISBN-13: 978-0061562495
256 long, long pages
Publisher: Harper Paperbacks
Date: Reprint edition (October 21, 2008)

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