Book: A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
Author: Betty Smith
Published: 1943 (Harper’s)
Pages: 493
I am disappointed.
This book is so stuffed with sentimentalism, I mean the
real, always-a-right-and-wrong, all-the-noble-intentions-ever,
golden-past-and-brilliant-future,
facing-advisory-with-determination-and-thus-always-winning-out-over-it-except-when-tragic-deaths-are-more-dramatic
stuff, that as hard as I tried to like a nice thick coming of age in New York
story, I didn’t.
It was like buying a giant muffin to eat for dinner and then
once you bite into it, realizing what you took for brown sugar is bran and what
you thought were chocolate chips are actually raisins. It will give you very
roughly the same experience, but it won’t be nearly as sweet going down or
remembering it. Am donating.
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