Eleanor & Park by Rainbow Rowell.
My rating: 4 of 5 stars.
That was sweet, and heart-breaking; my favourite kind of romance. I couldn’t fully relate to the eighties, but I certainly did relate to Eleanor; mostly her insecurities,and how her life is a mess.
“In your life, things happen for reasons. People make sense. But that’s not my life. Nobody in my life makes sense.”
The author wanted you to know that no matter who you are, or how you look like, you can always find love, and I liked that. She was also right, because love shouldn’t be a fairytale, it’s never like fairy tales. This book pretty much reminds me of Paper Towns; precisely the gasp I let out when I realized I hit the last page.
P. S. This book, however, promotes racism, and is full of cussing and F words. (Hence the 4 stars).
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This books isn’t the best-written; the present tense and the overly variable points of view don’t make the writing so neat. I would generally put down such a book, but the pace (at least in the beginning) made up for the poor style.
The plot is too cliché and at some points, predictable. Like any piece of dystopian fiction, protagonists try to escape an inevitable unpleasant fate, and their characters develop along the way, until they end up escaping that horrible fate. The story has some twists and turns, but still, is too typical.
The theme, however, is powerful. Though I refuse to believe that unwinding would ever have a place in reality, the author makes you ponder.
To be fair, this book deserves 3.5 stars. I would certainly want to read the sequels, but should they be on the top of my to-read pile, I’m not so sure.