I'm pretty sure that "Giovanni's Room" is the 13th or 14th Ian Flemming Bond Novel.I'm working through three: James Baldwin's Go Tell it On the Mountain, the third book in the Stiegg Larson trilogy, and the 12th in the Anita Blake vampire hunter series.
Varying degrees of literary appeal, there.
Just finished Emma Donoghue's Room.
For all the accolades, I'm not sure what I think. It was a fast, one-sitting read, so it was obviously engaging, but I felt cold to the characters because of two things:
The writing style: I respect the decision to write from the child's POV, but there was a lack of authenticity in his actions and reactions. I didn't buy the over-the-top inquisitive nature in the face of such an oppressive sonuvabitch as Old Nick. yes, he was shielded from reality in so many ways, but there were certain things that could not be hidden, and I think they would have severely dampened the spirit she wrote him with. As it stands, the mother was a far more believable character.
The tangential characters: they were written as to appear dumb and awkward to such an extreme that, once again, I didn't buy it at all.
I suppose my issues stem from only buying the mother as a genuine character. It's definitely a gutsy, interesting book, and I did enjoy it, but I wouldn't be so quick to call it a shoe-in for the Mann Booker prize, or any other's it's been nominated for.
Now reading China Meiville's Un Lun Dun - total palette cleanser after the darkness of Room.
My pleasure - I realize I'm likely the lone voice of dissent in this matter, and to be clear I did like it and respect what it tried to accopmlish, I just felt cold at the end of it all.
Thanks for this, Eden. I've been thinking of getting Room, but wasn't sure what to expect. Think I'm going to give it a go and see what I think.