Expelling the Dust'The Man on the Stairs' (book club read)The Man on the Stairs is an extended snapshot in a woman's life, in which a familiar (July gives it a tired, worn out feeling, like the T-shirt the woman is wearing, doubtless ugly and shapeless, unloved, a stultifying comfort-zone) sequence ...
Miranda July corners the market on sad, eccentric, borderline psychotic characters. They were disturbing and what was more disturbing was seeing parts of myself in almost all of them. This collection was a huge punch in the gut.
Miranda July writes for relationship damaged city dwellers: those between Sex And The City and Woody Allen movies. Mythical creatures randomly thrown into this world, amazed while permanently shaking their heads over everything, and somehow still getting along. In almost all of those 16 stories ar...
Was just approved for this on NetGalley. Yay! I'm looking forward to reading it :)Though I might want to try to search out the first book in the series for this if I can do so.
The stories in Miranda July's collection No One Belongs Here More Than You tell of encounters and relationships outside the realm of what we, as readers, are often exposed to. Surprising is a good word for this collection. The characters and the situations we find them in are surprising to your aver...
Compelling. I always wanted to hear what was next as I listened to this audio book read by the author. However, sometimes the stories lose a little bit of their effectiveness or bite when they trade the interesting and weird character studies for what I feel is, at times, a cheaper kind of shock val...
I went to see The Future last week, and discussed how I hadn't read this yet. Then I went to visit a friend in Denver and discussed how I hadn't read this yet. It turns out that he owned a copy, and it turns out that I had a sinus cold the whole time I was visiting, and needed a lot of rest. So it ...
Miranda July, if you weren't famous, and we met sometime, possible in the produce section of the grocery store, or the back alley of some Chinese restaurant, we would be friends, I think. In another life perhaps. Your just my style. A little humor, a little sex, throw in the bizarre and it's love.
Miranda July has talent, but she writes like she thinks that's all she needs. It's not enough, and though there are some good moments, the writing feels mostly like imitation -- of other writers or, more often, of itself. I wanted to like it, but ended up craving Barthelme or Saunders.
Standing alone, each story in this book is wonderful and worth the short time it'll take you to read. They are well written, constructed, and executed. The characters are as unbelievably real as you can get and you'll actually be interested in their thoughts and feelings.But...All thrown together ...
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