I understand how delicate reviews can be (vis-à-vis relationships involved) but your critique of the philosophical dialogue should be leveled against the description of exteriority as well. You pointed it out yourself; no writer can compete with the local cinematographer/photographer/etc. when it comes to objective exteriority.
I for one would feel put on reading a contemporary novel that unironically invests in the decor of a room or the design of a structure.
Obviously, you're right about photography being better than text at rendering image, and this book suggests itself as a film in a number of ways. Still, for whatever reason I like descriptive prose. Long stretches of dialogue tend to bore me.
Dialogue the same lol (cinema, theatre, etc.) Personal tastes aside this is very illustrative of why lit is barely relevant today, even amongst creatives
Very thoughful and pleasant review.
Thanks.
Wow. Great review.
Thanks.
Great piece!
I understand how delicate reviews can be (vis-à-vis relationships involved) but your critique of the philosophical dialogue should be leveled against the description of exteriority as well. You pointed it out yourself; no writer can compete with the local cinematographer/photographer/etc. when it comes to objective exteriority.
I for one would feel put on reading a contemporary novel that unironically invests in the decor of a room or the design of a structure.
Obviously, you're right about photography being better than text at rendering image, and this book suggests itself as a film in a number of ways. Still, for whatever reason I like descriptive prose. Long stretches of dialogue tend to bore me.
Dialogue the same lol (cinema, theatre, etc.) Personal tastes aside this is very illustrative of why lit is barely relevant today, even amongst creatives
The quote from the love interest sounds like classically great dialogue for a woman: insightful and cutting. Does the book as a whole match this?
The book is really good.