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A review by gilliadd
The View from Castle Rock by Alice Munro
5.0
This is Munro giving us a handshake and a tour into her house and her pots and pans and all the mundane details that make a person a person.
Munro wrote a memoir as memoirs should be written, "the past approached from a distance", the memories colored by the gradual understanding of the passing years, and perhaps never fully real. It was the portrait of her person, maybe some sort of therapy, perhaps even a final look at life, the sort people often do when they have the luxury of time before they go gentle into the good night.
This was my first Munro and I know I will only be glancing at pieces of herself from here.
There is no solid story here if that's what you're looking for. But if you must go on, you'll find Munro, the person, and you'll like it if you're interested in people, not just names.
Munro wrote a memoir as memoirs should be written, "the past approached from a distance", the memories colored by the gradual understanding of the passing years, and perhaps never fully real. It was the portrait of her person, maybe some sort of therapy, perhaps even a final look at life, the sort people often do when they have the luxury of time before they go gentle into the good night.
This was my first Munro and I know I will only be glancing at pieces of herself from here.
There is no solid story here if that's what you're looking for. But if you must go on, you'll find Munro, the person, and you'll like it if you're interested in people, not just names.