Anybody who knows what's good in the world will naturally acknowledge Vernon for the brilliantly twisted, inspired triumph of writing that it is. I'd noted the many negative reviews before starting it, but having enjoyed the author's other work so much, I really wanted to give it a try anyway. Part of why I like to browse Oriental Trading is that some of the stuff is bizarre at least to me. For that, reading the book was not all that exciting. It's so dialogue driven and I found that the dialogue just isn't sufficient to keep it going. They could afford vodka I picked this up as I had really enjoye ' Vernon God Little'. Two story lines were heading on a collision course, raising some pretty humorous and interesting sparks along the way.
The dialog was wholly believable and engaging, and every person you met was distinct. The first 150 pages reads like a catalogue of well-crafted insults marinated in overworked metaphors and clunky purple prose. That's the story in a nutshell. The family would wake to find her bedding cold. I was listening to Gia on the Race Chaser podcast where she had this whole self-delusion about how Ru should have made her more welcome on the show because she's a transwoman, and all I could think during that time is it feels like she was expecting Ru to eat her ass while she sipped on some champagne.
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I enjoyed it, though it wasn't quite up to the standards of 'Vernon' - a hard act to follow! Comenity works with hundreds of well-known and much-loved companies to offer their customers — customers just like you — credit programs that connect loyal shoppers to the brands they love. I spent the first half of the book having not much idea of what was going on. Blair and Bunny Heath are conjoined twins who have lived all their lives secreted away in an institution in the North of England. The concept of the parasite was very nicely brought out between Ludmila on the one hand and the twins Blair and Bunny English on the other. The final few chapters pack a punch or two, and though some of the events jar a little, bearing in mind the almost slapstick humour that precedes them, I am sure there is a symbolic message in there. I really enjoyed this story because it plays its hand close to its chest.
Not to mention the character who 'only saw his words to the door of his mouth, didn't project them out' - witty observations of small details like this were the highlight of the book for me. This book has me ready to create a new shelf: Didn't Finish Because It Sucked. It was hard to get into the character interraction moments, save maybe with Ludmila's family and its snarky retorts. This time it seemed to drag on while I knew all along what was going to happen--it was simple enough to gather. Pierre uses an inordinate amount of similes and imbues the Derevs with a rather ornate style of speaking, but as the story picked up pace towards the end, it became very very funny.
The best thing about Pierre's writing is the quirky way he describes things - who else could bring together Heathrow Airport and the female reproductive organs in a simile that works perfectly! Bunny and Blair are entertaining in a vaguely repulsive kind of way - their amusing banter with each other was, for me, the best thing about this novel - but this, too, can only go so far as the characters are weirdly fascinating rather than truly seeming human. Pierre has two conjoined twins Blair and Gordon seperated and thrown upon the tender mercies of privatised care in the community. It's such a shame that this will have put many who enjoyed Vernon God Little off reading anything else by the author, because Lights Out in Wonderland is so fantastic. Unbelievable that anyone had published that shit. Don't bother to read it — spectacular waste of time. The pleasure lies in the individual scenes and dialogues rather in the overall story, which I can take or leave, which is in sharp contrast to his début, which hinges around the plot as much as around the details.
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