Robert Olen Butler
Hardcover | Pages: 333 pages Rating: 3.42 | 306 Users | 45 Reviews
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| Title | : | They Whisper |
| Author | : | Robert Olen Butler |
| Book Format | : | Hardcover |
| Book Edition | : | First Edition |
| Pages | : | Pages: 333 pages |
| Published | : | January 1st 1994 by Henry Holt & Company |
| Categories | : | Fiction. Adult Fiction. Erotica. Literary Fiction. Novels |
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I ADORE this book. This is not the first time I've reread it. Robert Olen Butler, who won the Pulitzer Prize for his book A Good Scent from a Strange Mountain, takes us on alyrical journey into one man's erotic consciousness--a trip I'm happy to take over and over over again. When I feel a little too savage in my own mind, a little too brutal, I read it to restore a little tenderness in my own soul. A man's internal life -- full of memories of women, women he's loved, women he's only glanced briefly on a bus but never forgotten, memories hooked and brought to consciousness by the slightest smell, touch, bend in an ear… I find it exquisite--the poetry of men and their love of women, normally wordless, but given beautiful voice by Butler. A reader here says he would have been satisfied with a single line--but what a loss that would be.Details Books In Favor Of They Whisper
| Original Title: | They Whisper |
| ISBN: | 0805019855 (ISBN13: 9780805019858) |
| Edition Language: | English |
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Ratings: 3.42 From 306 Users | 45 ReviewsCommentary Epithetical Books They Whisper
I ADORE this book. This is not the first time I've reread it. Robert Olen Butler, who won the Pulitzer Prize for his book A Good Scent from a Strange Mountain, takes us on alyrical journey into one man's erotic consciousness--a trip I'm happy to take over and over over again. When I feel a little too savage in my own mind, a little too brutal, I read it to restore a little tenderness in my own soul. A man's internal life -- full of memories of women, women he's loved, women he's only glancedI can't do "stream of consciousness" writing. I need punctuation. And paragraphs.
I ADORE this book. This is not the first time I've reread it. Robert Olen Butler, who won the Pulitzer Prize for his book A Good Scent from a Strange Mountain, takes us on alyrical journey into one man's erotic consciousness--a trip I'm happy to take over and over over again. When I feel a little too savage in my own mind, a little too brutal, I read it to restore a little tenderness in my own soul. A man's internal life -- full of memories of women, women he's loved, women he's only glanced
His best book that I've read. A weird, honest, and deceptively simpleactually philosophically very complexexploration of the male psyche. Here you get the whole Freudian/Sartrean problem of using sex and fear of death to fill the hole that modernism leaves where religion once was, twinned with a parallel exploration of the, or an, analogous female approach to the same problem. But it is not as pat as I make it sound here. Like Updike, it will seem misogynistic at first glance and is not to
I love Robin Olen Butler, but could not get into this one. I enjoyed the Granite City (Wabash) beginning.but as it progressed my sentiments were "Don't fall in love with someone with Borderline Personality Disorder".
I could not get past even the early portion of this eerie, pseudo-erotic, memoir-like narrative from a Pulitzer winner. There seemed, to me, a distinct lack of recognition of beauty in intimacy in the author's writing; it seemed replaced instead with grotesque imagination and erotic, fetish-like fantasies of a disturbed mind. After much struggle, I handed it over to the charity used-books store attached to a local library, cautioning its storekeepers on the book's contents.
Paul Simon once famously wrote:If you took all the girls I knew when I was single/ put them all together for one night/you know they'd never match my sweet imagination....Every man in America knows exactly what he meant by that crisp understatement. Except maybe Robert Olen Butler, a man who as far as I can tell has no Kodachrome in him. Written in the first-person singular, this has an autobiographical quality. The result is creepy and not very good.
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