Thursday, July 16, 2009
My husband, also known as The Man, reads (see Man-Lit, a definition). Every once in a while, I am able to pull a review from him. It's like pulling teeth. Since this is a book that I really wanted to read myself, I worked extra hard at obtaining a coherent review. After the conversation we had about his latest read, Playing for Pizza by John Grisham, I thought his reviews should be represented here at Alison's Book Marks. So, here is the very first of what may just be a series entitled: The Man's Review. I wasn't sure how to capture the humor of our banter, so I am just going to relay our conversation. I hope you all get something out of the review, and maybe have a little chuckle in the process. Here's how the conversation went down:
Me: You finished Playing For Pizza?
The Man: Yeah
Me: How was it?
The Man: It was good.
Me: Just "good"?
The Man: Yeah. It was good.
Me: Well, would you recommend it?
The Man: Yeah, I guess.
Me: Did you like any of the characters?
The Man: Yeah, the guy was cool.
Me: It was about sports?
The Man: Football
Me: Is it strictly Man-Lit, or would I like it?
The Man: Well, you don't really need to know a lot about football to like the book. You might like it, but it's more Man-Lit.
Me: Were there any scenes that you particularly enjoyed?
The Man: A few, actually.
Me: Can you tell me about any of them?
The Man: I don't know...no.
Me: Where does the "Pizza" fit?
The Man: He's in Italy.
Me: Was there a love interest?
The Man: Uck, yes, but it wasn't too bad. She was the reason he got to see Italy, and went traveling around. That part was cool. The geography and stuff, that was neat to read about different parts of Italy.
Me: So, it was a travelogue of Italy?
The Man: Huh?
Me: Never mind. So, Italy was cool. What about the ending?
The Man: Eh. It was okay. Too predictable. The whole book was good, but then it was like he cut it off too quickly, like he took the easy way out. I could have guessed the ending. The ending sucked.
Me: Hm. Interesting. Most of John Grisham's books become movies. Do you think this would make a good movie?
The Man: Um...Yeah. Yeah, I think it would, but they have to change the ending.
Me: They need to blow something up at the end?
The Man: Huh?
Me: Never mind. So it was good?
The Man: Yes, it was good.
So, there you have it. The very first of The Man's Review series! Don't get too excited, The Man takes a while to read, and it takes a few days for me to muster up the stamina to have such a deep intellectual conversation. I am ecstatic that he's a reader, and thrilled that he let me post our Playing For Pizza banter.
As a side note: As you can tell, I can't write conversations unless it's formatted like I'm writing lines from a play. I have such high respect for those authors that can write great dialogue!
The Man's Review: Playing for Pizza by John Grisham
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