Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Book review #3

     Maybe it is irrelevant to say that the title - "All the light we cannot see" - can only urge you to take time for at least one sleepless night in honor of this book. Or well, at least from a viewpoint of a person who believes in the power of words and check for each one’s eurhythmy, and I tell you, this title is a ballroom lit by huge chandeliers and with freshly polished marble (The described ballroom is pretty simplistic, there are sentences which outline castles, abysses and upside down Heavens... simply because I am obsessed with words)

     After reading the first chapters, I was surprised, but I quickly grabbed the Doerr roller coaster: emotions, images and metaphors, streets, smells and shells. All my admiration, Mr. Doerr. So.,. One of the greatest atrocities of all times: the Second World War. Two extremely profound stories: a blind girl and an orphan boy from belligerent countries. Their passions come to life between the lines and you realize you are chained. The book seemed to be (beside astonishingly well written and tremendously moving) about „those little things”, about who people are and about their desire to keep living, which, amid the horrors, fears, chaos, is the only light they see.

     Although I have read a wide range of books, Doerr's style seemed differently than.. let's say „most” and thus avoiding the tricky „all”. The pace swings between a shattering swiftness and a delightful  slowness, combined like two tempera colors, thus arising metaphors, cities and feelings of despair, anger, affection, reverberating in the heart that is ripped into pieces every time a character leaves the story. Because yes, there will be losses you shall incur. Painful ones.

     Envying the author for his writing style, I let myself drawn into the story so deeply that two days after I finished it I was incapable to read anything. „All the light we cannot see” is that kind of book.

     “Open your eyes and see what you can with them before they close forever. 

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