Finished 'The Life of Pi' by Yann Martel (2002's Booker Prize winner). Would have finished it sooner had the light bulb not gone kapput.
I always knew I had a reason to be doubtfull over the book's promise and premise (it'll make you believe in God... apparently), ie. it didn't, it failed miserably. As an atheist (still) I found the book as a whole mildly satisfying, particularly the ending, it isn't really a book in which much happens at all, for the most part it is the retelling of a story (that of a boy lost at sea in a lifeboat with just a Orangutang, Zebra, Bengal Tiger, Rat and Hyena for company in the first-person perspective, with the author's thoughts also being in first-person with respect to the main character (Pi). So, in other words, the author is retelling someone else's story as if he was that person, if that makes any sense whatsoever, is there such a thing as second-person? I think it could be handy...
Right, where were we (I)? Yes, the book as a whole basically ended up saying a not-particularly revolutionary thought that many of us must have thunk before now, this is what dissappointed me, the book wasn't so boring as to make you put it down never to pick up again, its a light read you can pick up and put down as you please, but there is no oomph, or so I felt, I were hoping for it to be all zen like, it wasn't, it was more like a melodramatic boy's wafflings.
Anyhoo, all in all, enjoyed it, sorta, cos I know nothing about books I may as well go for last year's Booker Prize winner next

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Edit: sorry folks for not being particularly good at getting my views across, no good at this stuff

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