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Elder Vinicius viniciusha5a3a — No se deje intimidar por el tamaño de este libro. Solo tiene que pasar las primeras 100 páginas y luego no podrá dejarlo. Histórico y algo deportivo.

Bernard Swift bernardswi3be1 — How, HOW is it possible to write a book this beautiful? I read this in a day and felt like I had just been given a tour of a Victorian House made entirely of spider webs and rock candy. And the only possible thing you can think to ask the builder is "How did you build that? How long did it take? How...?" How DO you write a sentence like this: "He emptied six shelves from the upstairs closet, frayed mattress liners bearing rose or lemon-colored stains, blankets sopped with the picnic of the girls' spilled sleep." I hope a sentence like that took Eugenides his whole life to write and that he had to sell his soul to get the last part of it. While the story is set in the 1970s, it seemed to me to have more of the feel of the early 1990s, when it was published and when the narrators are compiling their evidence. There is something wonderful about the early 90s feminine aesthetic - I'm thinking Winona Ryder and Courtney Love in her better years and the tween girl in "The Crow". The Libson girls, with their magic marker tatoos, flavored lipstick, dismembered stuffed animals, decaying lace and cigarettes seem more Hole than Heart to me. And this leads me to my one criticism of the book - a novel this beautifully wrought is obviously a metaphor for larger social issues and historical periods. I was having a fabulous time imagining what those were until, alas, the last few pages where Eugenides (or a worried editor, perhaps?) found it necessary to hammer me over the head with exactly what these were. (The loss of the automotive industry in 1970s Detroit? Oh brother.) At least some of this was half-cleverly hidden in the opinions of a character named "Mr. Eugene." But I'll figure out the metaphorical significance of my novels myself, thank you very much. Still, even this hammering at the end works within the scheme of the middle-aged men, souls convulsed with nostalgia, as they try to squeeze life back into their own memories of those dead, dead girls.

Ysh Yinshuhong 936578738cd50 — this ia the best book ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!