Mesmerizing, exhilarating, and profoundly moving, Mr. Peanut is a police procedural of the soul, a poignant investigation of the relentlessly mysterious human heart—and a first novel of the highest order.
David Pepin has been in love with his wife, Alice, since the moment they met in a university seminar on Alfred Hitchcock. After thirteen years of marriage, he still can’t imagine a remotely happy life without her—yet he obsessively contemplates her demise. Soon she is dead, and David is both deeply distraught and the prime suspect.
“Mr. Peanut was described by Michiko Kakutani in The New York Times as “a dark, dazzling and deeply flawed novel that announces the debut of an enormously talented writer”. It was named one of the best books of the year by The New Yorker, The Philadelphia Inquirer, The New Republic, and The Economist.”
Depends on the genre … this weekend I spent some time hiding from the heat, and powered my way through two short books rated at 4.2 or just above.
They were both plotless wish fulfillment, with a huge number of plot holes, loose ends dangling all over the place, character development that didn’t make sense, and so on. Each had maybe one thing written well, which kept me going to the end, but I really did waste my time.
I thought you were fucking with us because of the bad Wikipedia link (EDIT: it linked to the corporate mascot) but that Good Reads link was surprisingly real.
wow what a read… what is it from?
Mr. Peanut by Adam Ross. Wikipedia link.
It has a 3.25 rating. Which seems a little high to me, maybe 😂
“Mr. Peanut was described by Michiko Kakutani in The New York Times as “a dark, dazzling and deeply flawed novel that announces the debut of an enormously talented writer”. It was named one of the best books of the year by The New Yorker, The Philadelphia Inquirer, The New Republic, and The Economist.”
That’s a perfectly reasonable score.
After all anything >4.7 is great 4.6-4.2 is good, 4.1-3.6 is decent and <3.5 unreadably terrible.
Depends on the genre … this weekend I spent some time hiding from the heat, and powered my way through two short books rated at 4.2 or just above.
They were both plotless wish fulfillment, with a huge number of plot holes, loose ends dangling all over the place, character development that didn’t make sense, and so on. Each had maybe one thing written well, which kept me going to the end, but I really did waste my time.
I thought you were fucking with us because of the bad Wikipedia link (EDIT: it linked to the corporate mascot) but that Good Reads link was surprisingly real.
What a title.
Ahahaha. I apologize. I forgot to direct link to the “In popular culture” section. I’ve fixed it now.
Great Expectations
by Charles ‘Louisville Slugger’ Dickens
I was really hoping that somehow, a woman wrote this. Yet again, our suspicions have been realized. XD
Nope, is dude.