Books read in 2009

This one I picked up at quite random, guess I liked the cover. And was very surprised. The book itself deals a lot with the basic questions about war and faith, and though I' not a very religious person, this book had at least some of the most intense depictions of human suffering I've ever encountered in literature.

Quite minimal but very absurd with a class-Vonnegut hero failing with his life as usual. Art, murders, a suburbian neutron-holocaust, Hitler, pharmacism, sexual problems, all grinded through a Vonnegut-filter.

Very thoughtful(duh), gives away many many interesting aspects about Jöngman's personal persona. Hoh.

Quite a mess, but a fine one.

Simply outstanding. The only thing to mention about this one is the fact that the book itself goes through a lot of routines, with many jokes and subjects repeated over and over again. But that's not a big deal at all and doesn't infect the overall value.

What can you possibly say about this one? An essential brick of gonzo with the mandatory drunken roamings around the most shit-ass dangerous spots on the globe, but also the trademark knife-sharp political satire, Nixon-rantings, Muhammad Ali, Hell's Angels, Jimmy Carter's fixation on Bob Dylan, Ralph Steadman's huge cultural heartbreak at the Kentucky Derby. And even though I can't honestly say that I'd haven a huge fascination towards every single subject, This one has it all and that's the way it should be.

Confusing.

A nice little piece of two month's decadence in eastern Europe. The usual stuff with the big, mostly futile plans about future and moaning for the hole. Good snack.

A large collection of juxtapositions, parody, crack, satirical babling and some senseless innovation-suggestions. All those vivid newspaper-shouts through the sixties draw a fascinating image of the writer's conflicting persona and view of the world.

Well, some Allen. These gave me what I expected: some intense lyrical memoirs featuring a lot of familiar faces including Jack Kerouac and Neal Cassady. The mandatory gay-stuff and those furious social and anti-social 'Howls' in the form of epic poetry that Ginsberg handled so well.

Pasolini's deep survey of the bourgeoisie's spiritual and social downfall, with lots of religious aspects, some heavy symbolism and poetry. This one needs to be chewed for a good while I guess, liked very much.

Very much like Mukka's first novel but in a miniature-size. Very easy to read though the imagery isn't alike at all as expected. A nice little one, but not much else.

This one I've had in my toilet for so long I can't even remember, but now I finally decided to finish it. And I have to say that it has earned all it's reputation as a an anti-war centerpiece. The narrator's inner dialogue with his thoughts and memories is the most intense mindflow I've read for a long time.

This one is a bit uneven. The beginning has some very deep and interesting arguments by various key-members of the scene. Towards the end it goes a bit too deep into the norse mythology and ufo-nazis living inside the globe, but manages to stay fascinating nevertheless.

Finally got this one through. It begins kind of slowly and the sugary pillowtalk especially in the beginning got me a little time to get used to, though almost the same style worked way much better in Papa's Garden Of Eden-novel. Still, overall has much brilliant dialogue as expected and the ending is still very grim and impressive.