So I have read two books recently that were really good. Apparently, I read dark literature, and I am probably not going to change that. I guess it's because I have good life with good friends, good family, and good (okay, debatable) children.
Bel Canto
Story of terrorists who invade a private party for a Japanese man. The man is visiting from Japan to the South American country because his favorite opera singer has agreed to perform. The story is in third person omniscient and opens the reader up to the minds and hearts of not only those held captive but also the terrorists.
It's a slow read in the beginning, but as the book progresses, the reader finds himself/herself engaged in the intimate details of why one does what one does.
Three Stars; the ending was a bit truncated, and the epilogue a bit too "happy"
Zeitoun
Read this one in about a week, and for those of you with children, you will understand that this is a feat. It accounts a Muslim family before, during, and after Katrina. The book shows the effects of a government gone awry, and the people within the government agencies gone power hungry.
For those of us who are sucked into tragedy and feel empathy for those who experience tragedy, you will understand why I read this. When Katrina hit New Orleans, I sat in front of the television and cried until my husband turned off the television and forbade me to turn it on again. I sent money, I gave blood, and I adopted a family in need (probably to no avail after reading this book).
This non-fiction tempts the reader into believing that New Orleans may have been much better off if the federal government, more specifically FEMA, had not gotten involved in the disaster. I was completely sucked into the narration of the book. The ending, which I had to go to early on in the book, depicts a triumph of the human spirit that is admirable~I, myself, would not have fared as well as the protagonists.
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