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Sign up for LibraryThing to find out whether you'll like this book. No current Talk conversations about this book. So this novel was not at all what I was expecting. Is it crime? Horror? Something with a touch of coming-of-age. But since Eileen escaped her hometown and made a (normal?) life for herself--what happened to Rebecca and the boy's mother??? What went down when Eileen left town? ( ) Eileen can be delightfully demented at times. The story is set around Christmas time, but don't expect any kind of sentimental feel-good holiday cheer. Instead, this book is an unflinching look at a strange time in a very strange girl's life. Maybe it is because I am a huge grinch, but a book that addresses loneliness, alcoholism, self-loathing, and sordid crimes made for a perfect read to get me through the holiday season :) 2 Weird depressed girl lives with her alcoholic mentally impaired former cop father and works at a boys juvenile jail. (The prison metaphor is strong / she works in one and lives in one.) But she’s edgy guys - she keeps a dead mouse in her glovebox, wears her dead mums clothes and obsesses over her co-workers and the 14 year old boy inmates who look 19. She has dirty hands, abuses laxatives and barely eats - so eccentric people. her character felt contrived. It was incredibly slow and dull right up until the end where she does a Personality 180 and everything happens. If I had known this was a thriller that features child rape I wouldn’t have read it. Not for me. A miserable, self loathing, trapped character describes her unhappy young life and alludes to her current happiness, and finally gets around to telling us the shocking way she left home. She was well described but it went on a bit too long for me. I agree with Karen's review on Goodreads which observed that "the payoff itself is not a complete success in the ratio of expectation to delivery". But it was a worthwhile read.
Excess drives the descriptions. It is as if Moshfegh has grasped the fact that few things excite modern publishers more than the grotesque and an author daring to be offensive. As a bottom-scratching, finger-sniffing, no hand-washing creation, Eileen never becomes more than a disgusting, impersonal caricature caught up in her fascination with her self-loathing: “Having to breathe was an embarrassment in itself. This was the kind of girl I was.†Well-reviewed in the US, Eileen reveals a great deal about the gimmicky quest for the next big thing which often turns out, as it does here, to be far less worthy of attention than yesterday’s superior offerings. Eileen could have stepped out of Flannery O'Connor or Shirley Jackson. Wonderfully horrible Humbert Humbert also comes to mind. Eileen may be "unfit for the world," but I was pulling for her. I wanted her to escape the prison of life with father, wished that her dreams of fleeing to New York might come true. Eileen is a coming-of age novel about a formidable, yet flawed young woman. The norms of society disgust and seduce her at the same time. There is a sweetly sinister humor in Moshfegh's prose. Moshfegh, whose novella, “McGlue,†was published last year, writes beautiful sentences. One after the other they unwind — playful, shocking, wise, morbid, witty, searingly sharp. The Âbeginning of this novel is so impressive, so controlled yet whimsical, fresh and thrilling, you feel she can do anything....But for this reader, the thrill is the language. It is sentences like this: “The terrain of my face was heavy with soft, rumbling acne scars blurring whatever delight or madness lay beneath that cold and deadly New England exterior.â€...Rebecca and her motivations, once we learn them, feel pasted in from another book. They do not square with the universe Moshfegh so meticulously created in the first part of the novel...The real excitement toward the end is watching Eileen come into a position of authority for the first time in her life. It’s hard to imagine the terrible, drunken, addled father who visited the toilet with a handgun ever tolerating Eileen’s “blabbering on about my ideas, regurgitating barely read synopses from the backs of books … talking about how I felt about myself, life, the times in which we livedâ€. The bad thing that is eventually revealed, and the bad thing that happens as a consequence, don’t quite live up to the atmospheric badness with which the novel draws along the reader. But there is something satisfyingly unsettling about the novel – the awfulness of Eileen’s life crackles throughout the air of X-Ville like static electricity, ready to discharge in some unlikely place or upon some unlikely person. And when it does, when the bell jar lifts, our heroine “open to the circulating air†and finally free, we can’t help but feel the slightest bit glad. AwardsDistinctionsNotable Lists
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HTML:Shortlisted for the 2016 Man Booker Prize and chosen by David Sedaris as his recommended book for his Fall 2016 tour. So here we are. My name was Eileen Dunlop. Now you know me. I was twenty-four years old then, and had a job that paid fifty-seven dollars a week as a kind of secretary at a private juvenile correctional facility for teenage boys. I think of it now as what it really was for all intents and purposes—a prison for boys. I will call it Moorehead. Delvin Moorehead was a terrible landlord I had years later, and so to use his name for such a place feels appropriate. In a week, I would run away from home and never go back. This is the story of how I disappeared. The Christmas season offers little cheer for Eileen Dunlop, an unassuming yet disturbed young woman trapped between her role as her alcoholic father’s caretaker in a home whose squalor is the talk of the neighborhood and a day job as a secretary at the boys’ prison, filled with its own quotidian horrors. Consumed by resentment and self-loathing, Eileen tempers her dreary days with perverse fantasies and dreams of escaping to the big city. In the meantime, she fills her nights and weekends with shoplifting, stalking a buff prison guard named Randy, and cleaning up her increasingly deranged father’s messes. When the bright, beautiful, and cheery Rebecca Saint John arrives on the scene as the new counselor at Moorehead, Eileen is enchanted and proves unable to resist what appears at first to be a miraculously budding friendship. In a Hitchcockian twist, her affection for Rebecca ultimately pulls her into complicity in a crime that surpasses her wildest imaginings. Played out against the snowy landscape of coastal New England in the days leading up to Christmas, young Eileen’s story is told from the gimlet-eyed perspective of the now much older narrator. Creepy, mesmerizing, and sublimely funny, in the tradition of Shirley Jackson and early Vladimir Nabokov, this powerful debut novel enthralls and shocks, and introduces one of the most original new voices in contemporary literature. No library descriptions found.
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