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05-24-2005, 06:07 PM
This book is a wonderful book: while written as prose, the inner feelings that it stirs in you makes it seem like poetry, and it makes one want to drift like a feather. Yes, Stephen is very much a feather himself, floating from one thought to the next, and all the while victimizing his ever so sensitive self. While the story is sad, it has an undertone of sarcasm, wether intended or not, and it makes you want to laugh. The novel is a dramitized verison of the classic 'coming of age' genre, but by emphasizing the key theme of "art", and exploring the sensitive nature of Stephen, who is an artist himself, we explore not only the how a young child, or boy, grows up, but how an artist contribes his thoughts to arrange a perfect work. And yes, every great novel must include the classic aspects of religion, politics, and culture, but that is what makes it so fun and predictable in a sense. Every author is boring in his own way, but it is possible to enjoy the uniqueness of this novel, or any novel, through the somewhat homogenized nature of literature.