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acmarinho3's review against another edition
5.0
"A dor transformada em promessa", é a expressão que melhor explica este livro. Han Kang tem uma capacidade inexplicável de mexer com todos os meus sentidos. A cada livro seu fico mais rendida à sua escrita incomum, provocatória e emocional. "O Livro Branco" é sobre luto, sobre a dúvida da vida e da existência própria da autora se certos acontecimentos da vida dos pais não tivessem ocorrido. Tudo é branco e tudo o que é desta cor tem um significado; é precisamente o simbolismo da cor nesta obra que a torna tão impactante. A verdade é que o luto nem sempre é preto.
ashalucienne's review against another edition
5.0
Kang continues to baffle me. Her writing is unparalleled, she is truly one of the best authors I've read! My hat to her translators too. But this piece was such an interesting read considering I am working on a creative writing team this semester and have been struggling to feel confident in my creative writing voice. This book was so clear and confident, it stood its ground in its space and white pages, in its prose and changing narrative form. Kang has a mind that works in so many beautiful ways, she never fails to impress me with her stories and the way she builds characters through limited narrative structure. This was heart wrenching at times, particularly when the girl talks about her lost sister and the impact it had on her mother.
"Breast Milk" pg 41
The twenty-two-year-old woman lies alone in the house. Saturday morning, with the first frost still clinging to the grass, her twenty-five-year-old husband goes up the mountain with a spade to bury the baby who was born yesterday. The woman's puffy eyes will not open properly. The various hinges of her body ache, swollen knuckles smart. And then, for the first time, she feels warmth flood into her chest. She sits up, clumsily squeezes her breast. First a watery, yellowish trickle, then smooth white milk.
"Breast Milk" pg 41
The twenty-two-year-old woman lies alone in the house. Saturday morning, with the first frost still clinging to the grass, her twenty-five-year-old husband goes up the mountain with a spade to bury the baby who was born yesterday. The woman's puffy eyes will not open properly. The various hinges of her body ache, swollen knuckles smart. And then, for the first time, she feels warmth flood into her chest. She sits up, clumsily squeezes her breast. First a watery, yellowish trickle, then smooth white milk.
theferret's review against another edition
challenging
reflective
sad
slow-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? N/A
- Strong character development? N/A
- Loveable characters? N/A
- Diverse cast of characters? No
- Flaws of characters a main focus? N/A
4.0
hannah_go03's review against another edition
emotional
reflective
medium-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Character
- Strong character development? N/A
- Loveable characters? N/A
- Diverse cast of characters? No
- Flaws of characters a main focus? No
3.5
faradinazhra's review against another edition
challenging
emotional
hopeful
inspiring
reflective
sad
slow-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Character
- Strong character development? It's complicated
- Loveable characters? N/A
- Diverse cast of characters? N/A
- Flaws of characters a main focus? It's complicated
3.75
buchugjr's review against another edition
sad
slow-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Character
- Strong character development? No
- Loveable characters? No
- Diverse cast of characters? N/A
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
2.5