This book plays in a lot of the same thematic territory as a lot of S.A. Cosby's work: a racial-minority underclass dealing with the lingering ongoing effects of being brutalized, vengeance and pain, tradition, criminality. There are real differences, of course, between the Māori and their experiences, and Black Americans and theirs, and those differences are also clear in the reading. *Auē* is in many ways a more heart-breaking novel than what I've read of Cosby's, the non-linearity at play here turns at least part of the story tragic, a future you can't see coming, can't watch, can't look away from. Good, strong, difficult stuff.
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Episode Thirteen by Craig DiLouie
This is labeled as an epistolary novel, but that's not entirely right. There are entries that could not possibly have been written, fr...
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I read this book like thirty years ago (ack!) when I was in college, and I remembered liking it, and when my wife picked it as a classic-i...
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The cover text calls this something like "one of the most important novels" blah blah blah. It's not a novel, it's a disc...
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Not a novel, which ... well ... some of the events described in the book would stretch credulity in fiction. It's a book about the lie...
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