John Wray (1) (1971–)
Autor/a de Lowboy
Per altres autors anomenats John Wray, vegeu la pàgina de desambiguació.
Sobre l'autor
John Wray lives in Brooklyn. (Bowker Author Biography)
Crèdit de la imatge: Author John Wray at the 2018 Texas Book Festival in Austin, Texas, United States. By Larry D. Moore, CC BY-SA 4.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=74265682
Obres de John Wray
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Obres associades
Significant Objects: 100 Extraordinary Stories about Ordinary Things (2012) — Col·laborador — 56 exemplars
Etiquetat
Coneixement comú
- Nom oficial
- Henderson, John
- Altres noms
- Wray, John (pseudonym)
- Data de naixement
- 1971
- Gènere
- male
- Nacionalitat
- USA
- País (per posar en el mapa)
- USA
- Lloc de naixement
- Washington, D.C., USA
Membres
Ressenyes
Lowboy is one of the most original novels I have read in some time. The story is riveting and the treatment of the characters compassionate.
In some athletic competitions, judges give higher scores for moves with a higher degree of difficulty; Wray has definitely earned his high score here for his portrayal of a boy tormented by mental illness.
In some athletic competitions, judges give higher scores for moves with a higher degree of difficulty; Wray has definitely earned his high score here for his portrayal of a boy tormented by mental illness.
It feels like a student novel. Everything takes a little too long: too much exposition, too much back story, too much posturing, too much cuteness. It reminded me a little bit of Donnie Darko, not in a bad way necessarily.
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Premis
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Autors associats
Estadístiques
- Obres
- 9
- També de
- 4
- Membres
- 1,233
- Popularitat
- #20,821
- Valoració
- 3.3
- Ressenyes
- 67
- ISBN
- 77
- Llengües
- 7
- Pedres de toc
- 53
This is a "literary novel" in the sci-fi genre and has all the depth and insight and beautiful writing that you'd hope from a literary novel. That said... something about it left me... unhappy? unsatisfied? This might be because there was never any "sci-fi" payoff. Ultimately, the story collapses down to just one man, his history, his mind; very "literary."
But the plot topic (or, just about, device) of time travel, or physics somewhat more generally, just begs for a grander resolution. I think that is the source of the... unfulfilled... feeling: I, at least, am convinced that the whole thing just was in Waldy's head, that, as "the Kraut" said, its all just because his whole family is simply mentally ill, that calling it "the syndrome" was foreshadowing, and I'm not sure I'm cool with that after 500 pages.
There is definitely a lot here: history, personal and otherwise, and its weight, guilt, shame, narcissism and selfishness, escapism (including, maybe, into madness), questions of (historical) culpability/responsibility, madness itself, all with a bit of physics and metaphysics. That *almost*, just about, makes this 4 stars for me. But all those same things end up bogging the story down, and, again, at 500 pages, it just didn't have the payoff I needed.… (més)