Joyce Carol Oates
Paperback | Pages: 181 pages Rating: 3.34 | 7902 Users | 1138 Reviews
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| Original Title: | Zombie |
| ISBN: | 0452275008 (ISBN13: 9780452275003) |
| Edition Language: | English |
| Literary Awards: | Bram Stoker Award for Best Novel (1995) |
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I HATED this book! It was excellently written and it did what it was supposed to do...it scared the crap out of me. This is a character study of a social deviant. I don't want to spoil this for anyone who reads it, so I won't give away the ending, but definitely not something you read while lying on the beach catching your tan. No escapism here. You come face to face with the evil and cunning of the sociopathic and psychotic mind. Be prepared to bathe in Dettol and then curl up in bed under the covers next to your favorite stuffed animal with your thumb in your mouth, your night light on and your mommy on the phone 'til you go to sleep when you finish reading it. Kudos to Joyce Carol Oates for what I consider a brave, realistic creepy and excellently executed foray into the criminal mind. But I still HATED it...in a good way.Describe About Books Zombie
| Title | : | Zombie |
| Author | : | Joyce Carol Oates |
| Book Format | : | Paperback |
| Book Edition | : | First Edition |
| Pages | : | Pages: 181 pages |
| Published | : | September 1st 1996 by Plume (first published 1995) |
| Categories | : | Horror. Fiction. Mystery. Crime. Thriller |
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Ratings: 3.34 From 7902 Users | 1138 ReviewsNotice About Books Zombie
I generally like Oates's dark fiction (her short stories are particularly good), but I chose not to finish this one. I'd meant to read Zombie for a long time, and was disappointed to find it utterly repulsive when I finally got around to it . . . but not in the way you might imagine.I thought I knew what I was getting into when I picked up a book told from the POV of a sexually depraved serial killer dabbling in icepick lobotomies. (Browse my library and you'll see it takes a lot more than thatA Meditation on PsycopathyOates reminds her readers that there are people who cannot be considered human. They lack something essential, some wetware without which they never fit comfortably among others. This implies a scale of humanness. Some are more human than others. This is the implication of Oatess journey inside the mind of a fictional psychopath. Psychopathy is not something that any society confronts comfortably. These people are defective, not mad. How can they be identified? By what
This book came to mind today as I was browsing a discussion thread titled, "Do you have to like the narrator to enjoy the book?" Quentin, the decidedly unlikeable narrator of Oates' 1995 novel Zombie, kidnaps young men, holds them captive in his house, and then applies an icepick to their brains in his quest to create the perfect zombie love slave. He isn't particularly adept with the pick. Young men die horribly, and there is a great deal of ugly, violent rape and worse. Quentin also seems to
This book made me angry. I understand that Joyce Carol Oates writes books that make you feel like you need a shower, and I was cool with that. I expected it even. What I didn't expect was for this to be written like drivel. An excerpt."Twelve years old & in seventh grade & now I was wearing glasses & long-armed & skinny & hair sprouting under my arms & at my groin & their eyes sliding onto me & even the teachers & in gym class I refused to go through the
This book came to mind today as I was browsing a discussion thread titled, "Do you have to like the narrator to enjoy the book?" Quentin, the decidedly unlikeable narrator of Oates' 1995 novel Zombie, kidnaps young men, holds them captive in his house, and then applies an icepick to their brains in his quest to create the perfect zombie love slave. He isn't particularly adept with the pick. Young men die horribly, and there is a great deal of ugly, violent rape and worse. Quentin also seems to
How to Avoid Being BourgeoisThis is not terrifying or "monstrous," and it is not a shocking revelation. It does not take us "into the mind of a serial killer." It is not "harrowing," and it's not "disturbing." It is a strained and earnest attempt to imagine the kind of life that would decisively overturn bourgeois values. But it doesn't do that, because the imagining of the Other is already part of middle-class American life. Even the most surprising lines pale as soon as they're read, because
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