Friday, February 18, 2022
Perversion of Justice
Bewilderment
Wednesday, December 29, 2021
Razorblade Tears
One review of this book promised "great Gothic geysers of blood." Which would be a hell of a title, actually. That's not why I chose to read this book, but it certainly lived up to that.
Lots of blood. Lots of killing. Lots of violence.
Too much unnecessary dialogue.
Too many metaphors.
Razorblade Tears is the story of two dads - one white, one Black - whose sons were married to each other and were brutally murdered. The dads weren't good to them in life because of their sexuality. They decide to come together and dig back into their criminal pasts to avenge their sons' deaths.
That's the plot; you could figure that out from the jacket.
After reading the whole book, that's basically it. No hidden messaging. No major plot twist. Just... that.
It was fine. There were some interesting moments, it kept me turning the pages. But, when it got done, it just didn't feel very far from where it started.
Where the Deer and the Antelope Play
I swear to you, Dax Shepard has a publishing company because every time he has someone on his podcast that writes a book, I buy the book. In this case, I guess I checked out the book from the library, but you get my point.
I've always loved Nick Offerman, but it wasn't until I heard him on Armchair Expert that I knew I had to read this book.
It's sort of a strange choice for me on the surface, as it's a book about the outdoors and I'm a decidedly indoorsy person. But, he's so dang charming and the book starts in Montana, so how could I resist?
I expected I might like this book, which describes our relationship to nature through several scenarios and settings. I had no idea I'd love it so much I finished it in just over a day.
The best part about this book is that you can hear Offerman's voice throughout. That very distinct voice and cadence translates seamlessly to the page. I could have listened to the audio book, but reading it, I heard his voice in my head. Ron Swanson, talking about tromping through Glacier Park? Sign me up!
Overall here, Offerman's book gently (and sometimes overtly) urges us to examine our relationship with the outdoors. Turn off the phones. Leave the headphones at home. Just walk outside and appreciate what's already here. He gets political at times. He'll make you laugh out loud (on a plane, like a weirdo). And, he's encouraged me to not only maybe try getting outside once in awhile, but more likely to just check out more of his books and cuddle up at home.
One of my favorites of the year!
The Great Glorious Goddamn Of It All
What a delightful little book!
Okay, it's a book about mining in Idaho and people die at labor was a real mess. But, the book itself is really fun to read and filled with fascinating characters.
This book is about the last days of the lumberjacks through the eyes of 99-year old Weldon Applegate. He's a crotchety fella with fantastic dialogue and I could picture him from the opening pages. He's looking back at his life in the tiny logging town of Cordelia, Idaho. His time as a boy when he lost his mom, then lost his dad to the call of the woods.
You'll read a story about the history of the northwest, about bootleggers and lumberjacks who were seeing their way of life dying out. It's a relatively quick read, but one I enjoyed through almost every page.
Madam: A biography of Polly Adler, Icon of the Jazz Age
I sure do like a book about old timey sex workers.
I first heard about Madam - and, Polly Adler herself - when the author of this book was on CBS Sunday Morning. I'll buy anything that appears on CBS Sunday Morning; it's like my QVC. Anyway, as soon as I saw this story and heard about Adler's story, I dropped the request on the library website.
Polly Adler's story is uniquely American, though she herself was an immigrant from Belarus. She came to this country with nothing, poor and passed from family member to family member. After working at low-paying jobs, she finally realized the real money at this time in New York City was in the brothels that were frequented by everyone from professional athletes to prominent politicians.
Polly took that idea and ran with it all the way into history. She was THE madam of the day and an absolute legend in New York City. History may not remember her name, but the imprint she had on that city in that time was undeniable.
This book was about sex work in the Jazz Age to a point, but was also a fascinating look at the Jazz Age in general. That combined with the history of New York City makes this a fascinating - albeit long - read.
Leave the World Behind
I need to stop reading about the end of the world during a pandemic. Yet, here we are again.
Leave the World Behind starts as a relatable adventure: a white family escapes the city for a vacation in upstate New York. They rent a home and immediately settle in to a routine that describes most of the vacations I've taken in recent years: kids in the pool, lazy afternoon dinners, too much wine, vacation bliss. Then, things go south - and fast.
There's a knock at the door of this rural home and a Black couple stands on the doorstep. It's their home, it turns out. They rented it out to the family. But, there's been a mysterious blackout in New York City and they decided to come north to get some refuge.
Immediately, the wife in the rental family is skeptical. Who are these people? Can we trust them? Are they too respectable looking to be Black? The wayward couple recognizes it all and eases the family's minds enough to allow them - the owners of the house! - to settle in the family's basement until they decide what to do next.
Everything is suspicious. There's no phone service, no internet, no information about what's happening in the world around them. What they quickly learn is that none of it is good and these two families need to decide what to do next, while strangers under this one roof.
Did I like this book? I mean, I think so? It was fascinating enough to keep me reading and guessing. It's been weeks since I finished this book and I feel this lingering sense that the ending was unsatisfying.