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Review by book bug -- The Nobel Prize by Mois benarroch
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1 out of 4 stars
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Below is a review of The Nobel Prize written by Mois Benarroch. The writer began with the impediments of an author’s life, stumbling on every block and in every effort to walk along the speeding world. He finds a strength in the kind of details that his literary work enables him to see. However, he is distressed with his deteriorating married life. All in all, Benarroch’s book is circulating around the delusional world that encapsulate the writers, isolating them from the realities of life. Though, the writer has put in a lot of effort to portray the combination of the reality of his life and fiction of his words as a single entity but the writing is not mature enough to depict the original beauty of literary arts.
Ever since the literary arts emerged the hard side of an artist has been a major discussion forum, people have discussed it as a delusion stronger than any drug would provide but at the same time it has been much intoxicating to covet. It is just like a beauty and the beast under the same roof. But in this case the author has not been able to do justice to the captivating aroma of an artistic world. I would just give it 1 out of 4-star rating.
The writer has taken a variety of approaches. He explored his own life from the perspective of another writer. Drastically delusional to fulfill his desires, his complexes and his cravings. The deeper he goes into the story the more he gets confused and blurred about the reality.
The biggest downfall of the book is, the more he tries to make his reader envisage about the chaos in an author’s life, it keeps getting awfully immature. He explored the writing as a kind of subversive form to support his personal desires and grievances. On the other hand, he is trying to view the writing as a text and attempt to deconstruct it, much as a literary critic dissects a work of literature.
Bennaroch’s writings explore the literary industry as a cultural product mediated and created by corporate interests. But the book stops short of where it should ideally begin. In many ways, it was simply wrong to explore the writers as delusional freaks. Regrettably, it reads like an unrevised journal's entries and misses an important opportunity to probe the sweet and sour mix of an author’s life.
Wild imagination can be the most beautiful and at the same time the most despicable thing. All in all, a beautiful opportunity missed to fascinate a reader about the gratifying world of writing. Instead, it provides an extremely lousy image of the hardships of a struggling writer and an intensely horrendous end of a writer’s life. As stated by the writer “I just set your imagination free”, “That’s what scares me most.”
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1 out of 4 stars
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Below is a review of The Nobel Prize written by Mois Benarroch. The writer began with the impediments of an author’s life, stumbling on every block and in every effort to walk along the speeding world. He finds a strength in the kind of details that his literary work enables him to see. However, he is distressed with his deteriorating married life. All in all, Benarroch’s book is circulating around the delusional world that encapsulate the writers, isolating them from the realities of life. Though, the writer has put in a lot of effort to portray the combination of the reality of his life and fiction of his words as a single entity but the writing is not mature enough to depict the original beauty of literary arts.
Ever since the literary arts emerged the hard side of an artist has been a major discussion forum, people have discussed it as a delusion stronger than any drug would provide but at the same time it has been much intoxicating to covet. It is just like a beauty and the beast under the same roof. But in this case the author has not been able to do justice to the captivating aroma of an artistic world. I would just give it 1 out of 4-star rating.
The writer has taken a variety of approaches. He explored his own life from the perspective of another writer. Drastically delusional to fulfill his desires, his complexes and his cravings. The deeper he goes into the story the more he gets confused and blurred about the reality.
The biggest downfall of the book is, the more he tries to make his reader envisage about the chaos in an author’s life, it keeps getting awfully immature. He explored the writing as a kind of subversive form to support his personal desires and grievances. On the other hand, he is trying to view the writing as a text and attempt to deconstruct it, much as a literary critic dissects a work of literature.
Bennaroch’s writings explore the literary industry as a cultural product mediated and created by corporate interests. But the book stops short of where it should ideally begin. In many ways, it was simply wrong to explore the writers as delusional freaks. Regrettably, it reads like an unrevised journal's entries and misses an important opportunity to probe the sweet and sour mix of an author’s life.
Wild imagination can be the most beautiful and at the same time the most despicable thing. All in all, a beautiful opportunity missed to fascinate a reader about the gratifying world of writing. Instead, it provides an extremely lousy image of the hardships of a struggling writer and an intensely horrendous end of a writer’s life. As stated by the writer “I just set your imagination free”, “That’s what scares me most.”
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