“Coupland writes a sparkling sentence and a mean epigram.”—Entertainment Weekly “Coupland has crafted a formidable pop style that hooks up dead-on. Liz Dunn is fat, lonely and has no friends. That sounds harsh, but Coupland faces unpleasant facts head on in this poignant, funny, intrepidly offbeat new novel. Emily Nussbaum reviews book Eleanor Rigby by Douglas Coupland; drawing (M ).
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He gives me faith. I think that Douglas Coupland is a brilliant writer, of course.
Eleanor Rigby: A Novel: Douglas Coupland: Bloomsbury USA
This is only the second book of his that I’ve read, and while I didn’t like it quite as much as All Families Are Psychotic there were less characters and less dynamic plot things but it’s also shorter so I would still highly recommend it. What happens when the official chronicler of youth writes about the no-longer young? It does this purposefully against the grain; unlike the usual Coupland read, it jettisons mourning as a kind of wasteful self-indulgence.
It’s also a great fear of mine and most people probably. It’s a “You have to decide whether you want God to be here with you as a part of your everyday life, or whether you want God to be distant from you, not returning until you’ve created a world perfect enough for Him to re-enter.
He has apocalyptic visions of farmers unable to grow what they need, and he is blessed with the curious talent of singing tunes backwards.
Don’t throw you’re life away because you think this is all there is. And in fact, one All the lonely people—where do they all come from? This is my second book from Coupland, and again, I loved it so much.
The night that Hale-Bopp streaks across the skies over Vancouver, Liz Dunn has nothing in her life but impending oral surgery and an armful of schmaltzy video rentals to get her through her solitary convalescence in her sterile condo.
Join other followers. The first part of the novel, narrated by Liz, jumps between these two moments, constantly reminding the reader that these are moments in the past.
View all 9 comments. And the story threw me: All she wants from life is peace. I’m a Styrofoam puff used in packaging.
Follow Me Through Fiction Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Readers of past Coupland novels will find nothing odd, and indeed a modicum of promise, in this summary.
His arrival changes everything, and sets in motion a rapid-fire plot with all the twists and turns we expect of Coupland. Coupland is a wonderful writer, getting to the heart of a matter in touching ways.
I don’t know if that’s a sign I’m afraid I’ve long since passed my peak of patience with Douglas Coupland. Her constant contemplation of death grows tiresome:. Just a moment while we sign you in to your Goodreads account. This sounds macabre, but how many of us quietly rleanor this — treat our lives like time-coded dairy products on the fridge’s middle shelf, silently fermenting beside eleanlr doomed bag of lettuce?
Initially, Coupland’s novels seem witty, irreverent and somehow holding a deeper meaning in amongst the pseudo spiritual Armageddon scenarios he’s been selling for years.
His work to date has represented the state of young adulthood in the multi-corporate world as a fusion of brand-name nostalgia and melancholy mourning. Pages to import images to Wikidata.
Sometimes truth is stranger then fiction anyway, right?
The book’s not like that, of course, but it’s the mood and the way Liz describes herself. You’ve got to get up, go outside and look. Please provide an email address.
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I’ve read three so far and I just have a feeling, that all his books are so out of the ordinary. I think this is my second Coupland book and it was a good douglws. I am not Liz Dunn, though I do identify with her.
Loneliness is something no one wants to admit to and it’s scary and sad to think of a person’s life slipping away year after year with fouglas to look forward to and no one to share happiness with.
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