My Review: This movie
made me cry, and usually when movies make me cry and they’re based on a book,
I’m so overcome with anticipation of getting to the library and checking out
the book that I can’t sleep.
The book didn’t disappoint.
Benjamin Mee was a journalist (as he mentions every page or two … a DIY
expert! Get that?! DIY!!
That got old.), so his writing style flowed well, was appropriately
pithy and poignant, and made a good summertime read. It made me want to get to a smaller zoo with
my kids as soon as I can.
There were a few things, however, that induced some serious
eye-rolling. As I mentioned earlier, Mee
is overly fond of reminding his reader that he was a journalist. A DIY expert, actually, so clearly a few
articles equates to master mason. It got
old, fast. He also goes off on tangents,
and as someone who wrote my fair share of lengthy research papers, some of his
tangents honestly felt like he had done the research for an article that hadn’t
been published, and dang it, he was going to get it out there, by hook or by
crook! My only other complaint was his
fractured timeline. His writing of
losing his wife was so touching, so poignant, that I was completely confused to
be reading a conversation between her and some friends a few chapters
later. Discontinuity like that wasn’t
rampant, but frequent enough that I need to keep a sharp eye on the text.
Overall, this was a really nice read, and perhaps someday,
I’ll be able to talk my husband into a visit to Dartmoor.
Even though it’s in England.
Rating: Four stars
For the Sensitive Reader: There are a few conversations with some pretty salty language, and some talk of heavy drinking.
For the Sensitive Reader: There are a few conversations with some pretty salty language, and some talk of heavy drinking.
Sum it Up: This would make a great vacation or recovery read.
1 comment:
I love Zoo books -- think I will give this a try!
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