As will soon become somewhat of a running theme for my reviews, I’m finally reading a book that came out quite a while ago. I’ve had a very backed-up book queue, alright? Room, by Emma Donoghue, is about a boy who lives with his mother in a small shed. “Ma” was abducted as a teenager and has spent the last seven years in captivity. They story is told through the eyes of Jack, a result of the multiple rapes (the reader is thankfully not subjected […]
Well, that was good
I head about Room after Brie Larson got some acting nominations for her portrayal of Ma in the 2015 movie of the same name. My husband, however, isn’t a fan of movies that are depressing for the sake of being depressing so I opted to read the book and seek the movie out when it inevitably shows up on Netflix or Amazon Prime. I couldn’t put it down. Literally. Room is told from the perspective of five-year-old Jack; Jack lives in a room with his […]
Goodnight, Room.
I think this is one of those times where if you mistake the subject of a story for its purpose, you might come away disliking it. Also, your patience with highly unreliable and stylistically experimental narrators may have a lot do with it as well. Spoilers for the first third or so of the book to follow, because what I have to say can’t be said without spoiling stuff (for what it’s worth, I had this bit spoiled for me as well and it didn’t […]