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A review by nigelbrown
A Replacement Life by Boris Fishman
1.0
“ Finally, it was time. Beau took a long sip of his seltzer. An overstimulated sun beat at the office windows just another aspiring contributor. Across the street, the scaffolding had just vanished from a beaux arts office building, and it stood there not knowing what to do, an old dame amid the sharp-elbowed steel jostling all around it.”
I have no idea what he is trying to say or how Fishman thinks verbose nonsense like this adds anything to the story, I mean, what the f*^% is an overstimulated sun? (Yes, I know what he’s trying to say) This is pretentious beyond words. Do I come across as angry? I do? Good, because I’m bloody furious that the author has wasted my time and Harper Collins and One wasted money printing this crud.
It is extremely rare, as I absolutely detest not finishing a book, and I can see many people have enjoyed this novel, but this seems to me to be the style of writing that demands respect, but is in fact, nothing more than a naked Emperor.
I have no idea what he is trying to say or how Fishman thinks verbose nonsense like this adds anything to the story, I mean, what the f*^% is an overstimulated sun? (Yes, I know what he’s trying to say) This is pretentious beyond words. Do I come across as angry? I do? Good, because I’m bloody furious that the author has wasted my time and Harper Collins and One wasted money printing this crud.
It is extremely rare, as I absolutely detest not finishing a book, and I can see many people have enjoyed this novel, but this seems to me to be the style of writing that demands respect, but is in fact, nothing more than a naked Emperor.