Tropic of Orange, by Karen Tei Yamashita published by Coffee House Press, 1997.
TTR: On a whim, because the book is separated into seven parts that are named after the days of the week, I took a week to read. But the book is engaging, one of the best I've read this year, and I could have easily finished it in a day or so, if I hadn't been trying to finish my Thesis.
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I. Love. Magical Realism. I love Chican@ lit. I love post-modern culturally chaotic craziness in a novel. Tropic of Orange has it all and more.
The book is full of interesting characters, references to film noir, and even references to Place and Space theory. My favorites are a character called Buzzworm and one called Bobby, who Yamashita describes thusly: "Bobby's Chinese. Chinese from Singapore with a Vietnam name speaking like a Mexican living in Koreatown. That's it" (15).
I know you probably all suspect my ability to hate a book, at this point, and that's okay--because I'm a literature scholar (it's weird not to say English major, but I'm taking a break before applying for doctoral programs, and it would be equally weird to call myself a major right now) and my success depends upon my ability to find ways to like books enough to enter into discourse with and about them.
But I didn't just find ways to like this book. I had no reason and no choice, I just loved it. From sentence one. I would read it again.
The Bookworm
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