![]() ![]() Instead, it left me feeling empty and thinking that those two (Florence and Edward) were complete idiots. On Chesil Beach was just depressing, and not in a beautiful way. It was boring and the people were none I could sympathize with. Amsterdam appalled me in some way, but I cannot recall why because I was so unmoved by the characters or the story, I cannot remember a bit of it. Where Atonement is equally crass and sexually driven, at least with Atonement there was an epic tale to be told. Love this picture by a fellow book reviewer. Where does McEwan fit in my life on the scale of authors I cherish or disregard? I’ve read other work by McEwan, Amsterdam and the world famous Atonement, and was eager to find a McEwan title that broke the tie of love/hate for McEwan’s work. It was the highlight of McEwan’s novel for me, the only other redeeming quality being McEwan’s excellent prose and the use of the word ‘wafted.’ It discussed McEwan’s most recent title at that time, Innocent, and compared him and other contemporary authors to Graham Greene. In On Chesil Beach, a book published in 2007, I found a 1990 Wall Street Journal clipping of a book review written by Richard Locke. ![]() Receipts, plane tickets, love letters, movie stubs, money – I’ve found it all. ![]() I love used books mostly because of the crap you find inside them. ![]() ( Amsterdam, Atonement, books, HPB Humble Book Club, Ian McEwan, On Chesil Beach, reviews) ![]()
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