August 4, 2005

but sometimes I want answers

I just finished Nick Hornby's newest novel, A Long Way Down. It made me regret that I never got to Holloway in my travels in England, but I think Hornby's message of hope is getting old. Yes, no easy answers is all good, in a way, but I got kind of sick of hearing these four miserable people blethering on about their profound experiences with life and not coming up with anything worth saying. There is a short passage at the end of one of the chapters about God's deliverance and glorifying him, which caught me off guard, but besides that the characters had nothing to go on, and even that whole God thing was really portrayed as nothing. Nothing, that's what it is really, the characters have nothing, they end up with nothing, and somewhere along the way it becomes okay. But why it's okay is never really explained. When everyone was talking about there being something missing at the end of How To Be Good I didn't notice it so much, but this book was hard to read because there was something that was supposed to be there that wasn't. Ach, maybe it's just my suspension of disbelief making my cynical again.

Posted by linnea at August 4, 2005 3:53 AM | TrackBack
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That's Hornby for you.

Sigh. If it wasn't for God, I'd sure think Xianity was stupid. But then I'd also probably go insane from wrenching meaning out of the embrace of pain, hoping in nothing. You're right.

Altars to an unknown god...

Posted by: tuggy at August 6, 2005 12:02 AM

Hmm, I realize this late night post makes it sound like I hated the book. I didn't, I quite liked it, but it just made me a little frustrated.

Posted by: linnea at August 7, 2005 3:34 PM
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