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Running with Scissors |
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This, friends, may very well be the most disgusting and delightful memoir you will ever read. It's the story of one very pristine young lad, our hero Augusten, whose greatest concern is the maintenance of his perfect Ken doll hair and whose sweetest dream is one day to rule over his own Beauty Empire, just like Vidal Sassoon. Unfortunately, because Augusten's mother is a raving narcissist with delusions of burning poetic talent, Augusten is dumped off to live with his mom's shrink at the tender age of twelve. Dr. Finch is cavalier about the new addition to his household; after all, he's been happy to welcome many of his most deluded patients as members of the family in the past. He's much more interested in treating Augusten's mother by introducing her to his Masturbatorium, or in enlisting his children's help to divine the will of God through the examination of a particularly fascinating piece of his own feces. Amidst the mind-boggling chaos of the Finch household, befriended by daughters Hope and Natalie, deflowered by gay older adopted brother Neil, abandoned by both his parents, Augusten is left to make his uncertain way in the world. Let it be said that there are parts of this story that are pretty much guaranteed to make you gag. But it's also a brilliant example of a courageous writer who wastes no time wallowing in the dregs of what must have been a terribly painful childhood. Instead he mines it for every black laugh that it can yield, and oh baby, is this a rich terrain for strangled laughter. Let all drama queens bow down and worship--you may have had a weird upbringing, but no, it wasn't this weird. |
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Twelve |
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Oh, The Horror. The Horror. We may as well just warn you up front. After an hour or so with this first novel you may just be tempted to give up on the whole thing. Yes, it's true! You have wasted your entire life! Flip to the back flap of this precise, prematurely wise, and chilling novel to look at the author's jacket photo. Now read the bio underneath--one simple sentence--"Nick McDonell was born in 1984 in New York City." Yes, folks, that's right, this guy is seventeen years old, and he can already tell a story that is vastly more compelling than about ninety percent of what's out there on the shelves. Oh, and the writing's not too shabby either, darn him. Sorry Mr. McDonell, just a momentary flash of seething jealousy. In case you can't tell, we might have wanted to dismiss this cautionary tale of spoiled rotten teen life on the Upper East Side of present day Manhattan, but the novel is too straightforward and fresh to resist. McDonell's hero is White Mike, a strangely clean, disturbingly moral drug dealer who has mostly dropped out of his very prestigious prep school to sell dope to kids from pretty much every prestigious prep school in town. As White Mike makes his rounds during the week between Christmas and New Year's Eve, we meet a variety of his disenchanted and disenfranchised clientele-somehow, McDonell wins our caring, and occasionally our compassion, for these zany kids who have so much and appreciate so little. You sort of want to yank away their cell phones and Discmans and offer them a snack and an afghan. As you might expect, kids with tons of money, plenty of Christmas break free time, and complete lack of parental care or supervision can whip up a hell of a New Year's party. But the week, the novel, and the evening culminate in a surprising crescendo of passion that's enough to smack the apathy out of the most jaded reader or character. Way to go, Nick McDonell! |
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Middlesex |
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Are you ready to read the Single Greatest American Hermaphrodite Epic of the Twenty-First century? You bet you are! And that's why it was so cool of Jeffrey Eugenides, he of The Virgin Suicides fame, to write it for us. Meet Calliope Stephanides, who is soon to become your absolute favorite Intersex character in all of literature. OK, we're done with our painful attempts at cute and witty-we'll turn it over to Mr. Eugenides' infinitely superior wit to present this delightful story and character. "I was born twice: first as a baby girl, on a remarkably smogless Detroit day in January of 1960, and then again, as a teenage boy, in an emergency room near Petoskey, Michigan, in August of 1974." That's the first sentence, and with that irresistible lure, Eugenides reels us in-hook, line, and sinker-for the next 500 pages of a truly unique and important novel. Like one out of every two thousand kids born in America, Calliope arrived in this world with an ambiguous set of primary sexual characteristics. But Calliope doesn't know this for the first fourteen years of her life, nor do her parents, nor her friends, or her brother. The only people who might have some information to impart on this subject, if they had any idea of the problem, are Callie's grandparents, who have carried a guilty secret all the way from Greece, which they fled during the last days of the Ottoman Empire. And they sure aren't talking. But Eugenides does. He takes us all the way back to the Old World to follow a forbidden love affair across the Atlantic and into the once-clean streets of Detroit during the glory days of the Motor City, through the unrest of the 1960's race riots, and finally to a second generation's immigration to the heart of suburbia. It's truly a great American story, but it's also the story of a person who must confront the heart of a gender identity that most of us never have to think about twice. This is a novel about what it means to be a boy, and a girl, and all the places in between--and creates an amazing potential for a crazy-good discussion. |
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