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House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski

30 Monday Mar 2009

Posted by Mallory F in Reviews

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I just want to know, why the hell didn’t someone tell me about this book before?  I have to say that when I first heard about it recently, I was extremely intrigued by the concept and couldn’t wait to read it.  And when all is said and done, I honestly don’t know if I loved or hated this novel.

Imagine a house that is larger on the inside than it is on the outside. Not only that, the house also changes and moves as it pleases. This is the setting for The Navidson Record, a film created by photojournalist Will Navidson when he moves to Ash Tree Lane with his partner Karen Green and their two children. At first, the house is a dream come true, their ticket to a new and peaceful life as a real family. Then they notice the door. It should lead to their back yard. But it doesn’t. It leads to a dark, cold hallway, which leads to dark, cold, featureless rooms, more hallways, and a spiral staircase that seems to have no end. Navidson begins organizing explorations of the house, which are at first tantalizing and maddening. As they go on, however, Navidson will find that the house takes away more than it gives up.

House of Leaves is written in the format of a researched thesis on The Navidson Record complete with footnotes, appendices, and an extensive index. Well, that’s pretty cool for a work of fiction. Danielewski must have put a lot of patience and diligent work into this. Oh, look at that, colored words and backwards text. Intriguing. I especially like how the text format during the explorations mirrors the claustrophobia and remoteness of the depths of the house (i.e. small boxes of text getting smaller as Navidson crawls down a narrowing tunnel). That’s pretty nifty, really gets you into the story. And coded messages? Wowee!

No, seriously, this book drove me nuts. I don’t have the words to tell you how it frustrated and overwhelmed me. Not the format, that part was actually pretty cool. I can dig the skewed/flipped paragraphs and oddly arranged text. And I even thought I did a pretty good job keeping up with the multiple story lines. It was more the part where the story would really get going, and then Danielewski would throw in twenty pages about the legends of the Minotaur, or about the myth and mechanics of echoes. The footnotes, while a neat touch, were often just distracting and irrelevant. The story skips around a lot, and it’s difficult to keep all the facts straight. I feel like I should have been taking notes while reading it. Not to mention how many unanswered questions the story leaves you with.

I loved the story itself. It was haunting and suspenseful, and even with all the loose ends it left, I enjoyed the ending. I’ll probably read it again, because as much as it drove me crazy, I did appreciate it.  Danielewski has some real talent, and once I’ve recovered from his first clusterfuck of a book, I would like to check out more of his work.  I would recommend it to anyone who enjoys a challenge in their reading. And if this review seems lackluster at all, it’s because House of Leaves has left my brains scrambled.

American Psycho by Bret Easton Ellis

21 Saturday Mar 2009

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American Psycho by Bret Easton Ellis

American Psycho by Bret Easton Ellis

There is just one word that I can use to accurately describe this book:  ROUGH. I had been meaning to read American Psycho for quite some time, and I found it to be the most disturbing book I have ever read, by long shot.  I thought that after Chuck Palahniuk’s Haunted, nothing could phase me.  I mean, nothing could possibly be worse than a guy getting his intestines sucked out his ass by a pool pump.  I was wrong.  Boy, was I wrong.

You have Patrick Bateman, an all-American guy who works on Wall Street, dines at the best restaurants, and loves his cocaine.  He has an upscale apartment in New York City filled with the latest, trendiest furniture and electronics.  He’s fit, handsome, and has a beautiful girlfriend who he cheats on with a friend’s beautiful girlfriend.  He’s just about got the perfect life.  Except for his hobby.  Seems Pat Bateman is a psychotic sadist, taking a terrifying joy in brutally torturing and killing…well, everyone.  Animals, the homeless, women, colleagues.  All the while everyone around him goes on living their dreamlike lives, wearing the trandiest clothes, going to the most exclusive clubs, teasing the homeless, and constantly mistaking everone for everyone else.  It makes you ask yourself, who is really crazy?

American Psycho takes a little while to get moving.  Ellis goes into extreme detail, listing the brands and colors of everyone’s clothing, entire restaurant menus, daily beauty regimens, and the features of Bateman’s state-of-the-art electronics.  It serves to establish the character’s obsessiveness and attention to detail, though I believe that Ellis could have cut many of the descriptions down to as much as half and still achieved the same effect.  It’s not a book for the impatient reader.

Many people read this book just for the gore.  There is plenty of it.  When I say that it’s rough, I am not kidding in the least.  Let’s just say that I will never look at a Habitrail the same way ever again.  Ellis goes into just as much detail with every murder as he does when describing the brand, material, and cut of a colleague’s attire, and describes it just as calmly.  In fact, it’s partly the calm tone in which he describes the murders that makes them so difficult to stomach.  And the way in which some of the people are killed is just horrific.  I…I can’t even say it, you just have to read it for yourself.  Anyway.  Yeah, it’s a really gory book.  However, it is also an impressive representation of the glitz and materialism of the eighties.  The Whitney Houston, the Oliver Peoples glasses, the Evian, and the lines of people waiting to do cocaine in the club bathroom.  It all contrasts startlingly with the bloody scenes in Bateman’s apartment.  You can’t have just the gory parts and leave the rest.  It just wouldn’t be as striking that way.

Regarding the film, this isn’t one of those books where you can just watch the movie and get the gist of it.  No, the movie doesn’t even touch the book.  I promise that this has nothing to do with my aversion to Christian Bale (he didn’t do too bad as Pat Bateman).  The film just doesn’t give the viewer the full measure of Bateman’s psychosis.  You don’t get to see him try to make meatloaf out of a girl’s corpse.  You don’t witness his helplessness as he realizes that he has to kill just to feel okay.  People said that this book was “un-filmable,” and while Hollywood gave it the old college try, it really doesn’t do the book justice.

While I don’t know that I’ll ever be able to read this book again (did I mention that it was rough?), I’m really glad that I did read it at least once.  My disturbing literature collection wouldn’t be complete without it.  And now I’m pretty confident that I can stomach any gruesome novel on the market.

Perfume: The Story of a Murderer by Patrick Suskind

20 Friday Mar 2009

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Perfume by Patrick Suskind

Perfume by Patrick Suskind

I started this book with a little apprehension.  I’ve read some difficult foreign literature before (this book was translated from German), but I truly enjoyed this read.

Beginning in the stink and squalor of 18th century Paris, Perfume follows the life and exploits of Jean-Baptiste Grenouille, a boy born with no body odor, but who has an exceptionally acute sense of smell.  After surviving his childhood against all odds and memorizing every odor in Paris, Grenouille acquires an apprenticeship to a failing perfumer in order to learn how to harness smells.  His ultimate goal becomes the perfect perfume, one that will awaken desire in all those who smell it, and the creation of which will require the deaths of more than a score of young girls.

Perfume takes you into the mind of a strange, independent young man who is not disturbed so much as maladjusted.  An abused, ignored child, all he wants to do is–pardon the bad Froot Loops allusion–follow his nose.  Even if you don’t agree with him (and you won’t; he’s completely out of his mind), you will understand him and sympathize with him.

I’ve never read a book that describes everything in terms of scent.  It was very interesting.  It certainly made me pay more attention to the scents around me.  You see Paris not just as the bustling, stylish city it has been described as for centuries, but as a place full of rotting food, sewage, and the offensive body odors of the vagrants and aristocrats alike.  Just reading it makes you long for the fresh openness of the countryside.  I was particularly intrigued with the passage in which Grenouille has confined himself to a cave to meditate, and creates a world of scent, a world in which he is God.  He doesn’t want love or possessions.  He just wants smells, good smells, and he fears his own scentlessness.

I want to think of something negative to say about this book, but it escapes me.  I thoroughly enjoyed it, which isn’t all too common for me.  If you enjoy disturbing literature, I certainly recommend Perfume.  It’s not particularly gory or graphic, but the way it immerses you in the character’s psychosis will certainly give you chills.

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