Alright ya’ll, so in October I took part in an awesome readalong for The Corrections by Jonathan Franzen. Not awesome because of the book, but awesome because of the people and if it hadn’t been for our hilarious discussions and GIFs galore, I wouldn’t have been able to finish this book. And now that the readalong is over, I’m reviewing it for the people who weren’t readalonging and who were avoiding those posts because of the spoilers.
You might already know a bit about this book – that it’s popular, that Oprah picked it for her book club in 2001 (which Franzen was upset about because he was worried it would only attract female readers), that it’s labeled “literary fiction”, etc. You also might have heard a bit about Franzen’s general asshole-ness, in that he basically hates everything (Twitter, the internet, Jennifer Weiner, all technology, shopping, and so on).
Alright, so what’s The Corrections about? The Lamberts. Enid Lambert is in her 70’s and taking care of a husband suffering from Parkinson’s disease, and all she wants is for all three of her kids to come home for one last family Christmas together. That’s it. Franzen churned out almost 600 pages based on that flimsy premise. The book takes a look at each of the characters, both in their pasts and their present, while veeeeeery slowly moving the plot along.
If you’re thinking that maybe even if there’s barely a plot, the characters might be awesome? NOPE. I cannot express how much I loathed every single one. They’re selfish, arrogant, pretentious, greedy, vain, whiny assholes.
Also, there’s talking poop in the book. TALKING POOP.
Sarah Says: 0 stars. I’d give it less than that if I could.