Giving John Steinbeck's East of Eden 3 out of 5 stars on Goodreads seems harsh I know.
After all, it is an epic, and I liked the other epics I read. It spans a multi-generational family history, a sweeping geographical history, and an inherent Biblical metaphor. Steinbeck himself wrote of the novel: "I don't see how it can be popular. I am inventing method and form and tone and context." (Intro, pg vii) Anti-mainstream, drenched in self pity, fatalist, and if you turn a blind eye to the blatant (albeit at the time, culturally accepted) racism and sexism, the novel practically begs for a feverish cult status among the hipster crowd. It was even part of Oprah's book club.
It's true the writing is sublime, nuanced, honest and subtle - "Tom started to call after him, and then he leaned wearily down and
picked up the telegram. He sat in the sun on the bench outside the
forge, holding the telegram in his hand. And he looked at the hills and
at the old house, as though to save something, before he tore open the
envelope and read the inevitable four words, the person, the event and
the time." (page 310)
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Sunday, December 4, 2011
Sunday, April 10, 2011
In Cold Blood

Before CSI: Miami was 48 Hours, and Dateline NBC. Before those came...America's Most Wanted. Whether based on current headlines or in the chronicling of a true crime, we have created a long-standing niche for the writers of the gory, the depraved, the heart-wrenching nightmare events of families not too unlike our own. The popularity of these shows owe a debt to Truman Capote and his and 1965 best seller In Cold Blood.
For better of worse, I would argue that investigative journalism became entertainment with its publishing. An engrossing, hard-to-tear-your-eyes-away read. With In Cold Blood, Capote is a master of suspense.
Blame it on the internet age, but I have a hard time wading through pages of detailed description. Get to the point already! However, once I actually sat still and began reading the long, incredibly descriptive text, I found myself sucked in, despite ever-present distractions and the temptation to just skip to the "good parts."
Labels:
1950's,
historical fiction,
long,
movie,
mystery,
suspense,
Truman Capote
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