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ju

ju@lire.boitam.eu

A rejoint ce serveur il y a 3 années, 3 mois

Photojournalist and many other things in -ist.

I read a lot of SFF, obscure LGBT, travel, photography theory and women authors, in French and English.

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32% terminé ! ju a lu 17 sur 52 livres.

Isabelle Aupy: L'homme qui n'aimait plus les chats (Hardcover, French language, Éditions du Panseur) 4 étoiles

Au large du continent, un vieux monsieur raconte son île et ses habitants : le …

Une fable pleine d'humour et de gravité

4 étoiles

De prime abord, une fable pleine d'humour et de gravité sur l'obéissance, le langage, les besoins et ceux qui les décident, et sur les chats bien sûr... Et puis en arrière-goût, ce truc un peu indéfinissable aussi, qui brouille peut-être le message, à forcer le trait sur le cliché du "notre petite communauté de l'île de chez nous pleine de sel dans le vent" versus "ceux-là tout gris du continent et des villes qui font partie des administrations dont on ne connait même pas les noms". Mais c'est aussi le principe d'une fable.

reviewed Ring by Kōji Suzuki

Kōji Suzuki: Ring (Hardcover, 2002, Vertical) 4 étoiles

peepeepoopoo

Did you know that Ringu was originally a novel? I didn't

4 étoiles

Sometimes you read a book just because someone in your household borrowed it from the library. To be honest, I didn't even know that the movie Ringu was orginally a novel, and as I have not re-watched it in a long time, it was a very enjoyable read : the writing is very cinematographic, very detailed. There are differences between the movie and the novel, and probably a lot of details I had forgotten. Now I'm wondering if I should read the two sequels (Spiral and Loop)...

Arthur Nersesian: Dogrun (2000, Pocket Books) 5 étoiles

Mary Bellanova came home to her East Village apartment, cooked dinner, and fought with her …

Funny and frantic

5 étoiles

Hilarious and frantic, this book grabs you and seem to take you nowhere -- or at least, no further than the East Village, but then, right at the end, the author unties all the threads he had playfully tangled all along, and leaves you breathless and content.