There No Crying in…
Manolo says, our friend, Miss Plumcake has the few thoughts about soccer and love.
Manolo says, our friend, Miss Plumcake has the few thoughts about soccer and love.
Manolo says, it is Tuesday, time to see what the Manolo is…
On the one of the hands, the writing in this book Netherland is beautiful, subtle, and evocative. On the other of the hands, the characters are unsympathetic, and ultimately for the Manolo unbelievable, and the plot is the closest thing to nonthingness. The Manolo suspects that if this book had been set in, say, the Kansas City instead of the Manhattan, it would not have been named one of the New York Times Bestest Books Ever of the year 2008.
Manolo says, they fight with their feets…
And open the wine bottles with their shoes!
P.S. Thanks to the Manolo’s internet friend, the most remarkable Linda Grant.