Alright folks. I tried. I really did. This one is the biggie. The seminal "classic novel". It defeated me. This is the most boring, self important piece of shit I have ever tried to read. Joyce can't go more than 2 or 3 sentences without breaking into this retarded stream-of-consciousness poetry for another paragraph or two. I'm sure hipster college students with delusions of intellectuality like to tweet about this flow of brain diarrhea into their iphones for days on end but I just can't do it.
It took the book 30 bloodydamn pages to inform us that the characters awoke, and had breakfast. This thing goes on for 800 pages and is the story of a single day in the life of 3 people. Kill me now. I think I'll try The Great Gatsby.
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Ha! You, sir, have my respect. At least you tried. Looking forward to the next book
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You're such a quitter, but I totally want to see some Great Gatsby posts. Let's have 'em!
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ReplyDeleteAt least now you can beat on it with authority. ;) What's the chosen liquor for Gatsby?
ReplyDeleteI never managed to finish Gatsby and did not even attempt Ulysses. But Joyce's Dubliners is better; very readable than U. Good luck on Fitzgerald.
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C'mon Tormund, it's been over a month! Ulysses can't have scarred you that badly, surely?
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