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kathrynharrison1982's review against another edition
dark
emotional
fast-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Plot
- Strong character development? Yes
- Loveable characters? Yes
- Diverse cast of characters? No
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
4.75
marinet's review against another edition
emotional
reflective
sad
medium-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Character
- Strong character development? Yes
- Loveable characters? No
- Diverse cast of characters? No
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
4.25
laraph's review against another edition
5.0
How convincing this book portrays the narrator's anguish! I can't think of a more (realistic!) tragic love story.
annakozyuta's review against another edition
2.0
Герої, яким мені так і не вдалось поспівчувати, мотивації, які залишились мені не зрозумілі, любов, яка більше схожа на невроз, драма, у якій абсолютно не було потреби. А, і ще заявки на релігійність, які теж не дуже зворушили. Загалом книга досить нудна, а герої викликають лише одне питання - якогось біса ви робите те, що ви робите?
beckinasec's review against another edition
5.0
I was casually reading this book and suddenly I was weeping as I read, and kept reading, and kept weeping, and stopped reading, and kept weeping. An utterly unforeseen punch to the gut. It feels paltry, cheap, to use words to talk about these words. It changed me in ways few books have done. This is some Till We Have Faces shit.
bethanybeyondthejordan's review against another edition
4.0
An examination of love, hate and jealousy. Woven throughout the entire book was a journey of faith and spiritual discovery.
itsmandaaa's review against another edition
emotional
reflective
medium-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? A mix
- Strong character development? It's complicated
- Loveable characters? Yes
- Diverse cast of characters? No
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
5.0
danelleeb's review against another edition
4.0
Maurice Bendrix befriends Sarah in order to pick her brain re: her husband, Henry, and his position for a character in the novel he's currently writing. She and Maurice quickly become lovers - as her marriage to Henry is horribly unfulfilling . Maurice is an able lover, yet petulant, as his jealousy, obsessiveness, and his constant need to analyze everything about their relationship sours it.
Sarah ends their affair extremely abruptly and doesn't contact him for a year or two. In that time, Maurice bumps into Henry and they go for a drink. Henry is semi-convinced that Sarah is having an affair and Maurice is now worried that he has been replaced by another. Maurice hires a private investigator to find out who 'he' is.
Though the ending takes a very strange turn, the book is gorgeous in its pain. Anyone who's been tormented by love can relate to many of the passages in this book.
...if one is lonely one prefers discomfort.
I thought with bitterness and envy: if one possesses a thing securely, one need never use it.
The sense of unhappiness is so much easier to convey than that of happiness. In misery we seem aware of our own existence, even though it may be in the form of a monstrous egotism: this pain of mine is individual, this nerve that winces belongs to me and to no other. But happiness annihilates us: we lose our identity.
Sarah ends their affair extremely abruptly and doesn't contact him for a year or two. In that time, Maurice bumps into Henry and they go for a drink. Henry is semi-convinced that Sarah is having an affair and Maurice is now worried that he has been replaced by another. Maurice hires a private investigator to find out who 'he' is.
Though the ending takes a very strange turn, the book is gorgeous in its pain. Anyone who's been tormented by love can relate to many of the passages in this book.
...if one is lonely one prefers discomfort.
I thought with bitterness and envy: if one possesses a thing securely, one need never use it.
The sense of unhappiness is so much easier to convey than that of happiness. In misery we seem aware of our own existence, even though it may be in the form of a monstrous egotism: this pain of mine is individual, this nerve that winces belongs to me and to no other. But happiness annihilates us: we lose our identity.