(5/7/2009)
This is essentially one of the worst books I've ever read in my entire life. The slavery element has been pounded into a pulp in American history. What about native americans- what about heroes/legends like Davey Crocket that killed thousands of them?
If you don't enjoy a fictional book what is the point in reading it. Point being, I can read a miserable book about anything. It makes me feel awful, not much else. In addition, I think Morrison may have a lot of built up sexual frustration or something, because the first chapter starts out with bestiality and it seems to get worse from there. It is a disgusting book.
In addition to the content, there is nothing that ever made me want to keep reading it. Often times the plot will just completely go off trail and make you wonder what it has to do with anything. I found myself stopping several times to slap myself and make sure I was actually reading the right book. In essence, the book goes so off topic that its hard for readers to take anything out of it...
Come on, slavery still exists today in some countries. What does Morisson know that makes her perception of slavery more or less credible than anyone elses, and why feel miserable about something you didn't cause or condone. If we want to feel sorry for people and focus on the past, there are billions of others we could focus on all day who aren't actually fictional characters with really dramatic lives. (I'd say the same thing about watching a reality show)