
. . .
I'm kind of dumbstruck.
I mean, I know it won the Pulitzer, and that's why we picked it for our brand-new baby of a book club, but...
Damn.
I didn't know anything about this book going into it, except for its Pulitzery, and I think that's how you should read it, too. Stop here. Go read.
No? 'Kay. Your loss. Somehow I thought The Brief Wondrous Life was YA-ish, that it would be this flippant tale about...some kid. And it's ostensibly about some kid, Oscar de Leon, and it's quite light and funny in parts. Diaz has this hip, jive, slangy voice that is SO HARD TO DO WELL, and which I totally do not recommend using, all you budding authors. It is a fine edge to walk, and crystal ball says that you will fail, and that I will rip a strip off you for it.
But Diaz nails it, and is so hysterically groovy that you forget that, holy shit, this is a Serious Piece of Work. Oscar Wao is dark and unfortunate, and only Diaz's unrelenting humor and punchy prose keep it up and out of Dolorous-ville. I get the feeling that, done by any other hand, this story would have ended up feeling very sorry for itself.
Soooo, Oscar de Leon is a fat, sloppy turbo-nerd. He is the only Dominican male to never get laid. This is sort of his story, but it's also the story of his wildling of a sister, and of his fierce, domineering pillar of a mother, and of her ill-fated parents, and of the whole de Leon clan who seem to suffer under a Curse. Because everyone keeps dying. Depressing, no? But, no. Somehow so uplifting, Braveheart-style. I want to stand on a mountain and scream.
So that you aren't caught off-guard, know that you would have to be fluent in both Spanish and geek to fully and completely get this book. But hey, I am neither, and I am here to tell you that that's ok. Remember how, in All the Pretty Horses, half the damn conversations were in Spanish, and I was walking around all, Huh? There is, apparently, a way to Spanishify your novel without pissing off your readers. Being dominican, Oscar and his relatives will be all Blah blah blah insulting Spanish word blah, or Blah blah Spanish joke, probably something to do with Oscar being fat, or Blah blah tender sentiments in Spanish blah and dude, I follow. I am picking up what you're putting down.
As for the nerd references, we all know by now (if we didn't before) who Sauron is, and what Mordor implies, and if you don't, or if the other references slide by you and you can't get a feel for what Diaz is trying to say, and if you can't Wikipedia yourself some answers, it's time to turn in your key to the 21st century and head back to your log cabin, friend.
I am in love with this book. I borrowed it from a friend to have it read in time for our book club (which never ended up getting off the ground), but now I'll need to buy my own copy.
Nine and a half caterpillars.

8 comments:
Sounds fantabulous. I'm off to look for it.
I've been curious about this one. It doesn't really catch my eye on the bookshelf at work, but I keep hearing good things, so I'll have to check it out.
Oh Raych...thankyousomuch! I can hardly wait for it to show up here.
Oh, so do you give positive reviews once in a while and don't bomb everything? ;) Whew!
It's settled: I'm starting this one as soon as I finish my current book.
I, too, fell in love with the first fifty or sixty pages, because yes, he emphatically nailed that voice--
But then he digressed to the sister and the mother, and just completely lost it, or at least me. It was like Chabon's digression to Antartica in Kavalier and Clay, except Wao wasn't as long and couldn't save itself. I mean, the entire section about his mother and the Spanish-mafia dude? Could it have been any more cliched?
I think I returned it with at least fifty pages left to go two days before it was due. One of the single greatest reading-experience disappointments I've had lately.
I sent the Reading Fool' (my huz) an email the other day that said:
Subject: Your Mission
(link to your post)
1. Go to the library
2. Get this book for me
He did, and I love it. Thanks for reviewing it!
I had no interest in this book, based on the title alone- now there's a ridiculous way to judge a book! After reading your review, though- now I'm curious. Thanks to you and the caterpillars!
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