by Vox Day. (A Review)
I have decided to start reviewing this book a chunk at a time. It is the kind of writing that compels me to write, and he does all of your thinking for you, so you don't have to do anything but lay back and enjoy it. So far.
And what a work of art it is. So far. It grabs you by the nose with velvet gloved fingers, pulls you around where it wants you to go...I am reminded of the Francis Dollarhyde character in Manhunter, when he is giving the slide show to the creep reporter Freddy Lounds, saying "Do you see?" as he takes Freddy from one scene of horror to the next.
Just reading the chapter headings was a joy, and made me want to dive into the pool of words he has presented and ordered for our pleasure. As of now, I recommend you buy this book. That may change, but I suspect not. This is obviously a labor of love, written by one who loves his work.
More to come...
Update:
A petty critique...
Bane is not happy with the footnoting. It vexes his ADD so to have to go on to the bottom of the next page and read it. Bane realizes that this may just be a quirk of the format in which he received the book, yet he remains vexed.
Update:
The facts come at you, thick and fast, like bugs attracted to your headlights while driving through farmland in Spring.
This is not a critique, merely an observation. Just keep your mouth closed.
My little postman is working himself to exhaustion, pigeonholing everything. Screw the overpaid SOB, now he's got real work to do.
This is very much like reading a Coulter book, without all the paper cuts.
Update:
Oh, did I mention that you have to be smart to read this book? There is the slightest chance that reading it will make you smarter, but should you be unprepared, and not packing a somewhat formidable IQ, you will be much like an armadillo attempting to cross a Texas highway.
Now, back to my reading...
Addendum...
Like I always say, you must be at least this tall to ride this ride. And dummies need not apply. BTW, it just keeps on getting better and better...
Addendum...
The wife was reading page 35 over my shoulder, and she said "What a beautiful piece of writing...I love how it flows so smoothly, let's buy it." She's hot to read it, but her breathing down my neck gives me a boner, so, Sunday...Amazon...be there.
Addendum...
I just had a thought, while reading: 'this is rather like being a kitten caught up in a ball of yarn'. Enjoyable, but hey, yarn. Even I have had to stop and reread here and there. Could just be the whiskey, but...
'scuse me, that yarn's just asking for it...gotta go.
Update:
Do me a favor, and go here, and decipher the hieroglyphics, runes, and gobbledygook, and order the book accordingly.
For what it is worth, I am really enjoying it, immensely, odd, considering what a fragile, damaged soul the author is.
Now shoo, get along little dogey, follow my every command as if it was the word of God, and just...
Buy it.
You must be at least this tall to ride this ride










Saturday, January 19, 2008

