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The Sun Also Rises kindle ´ 189 pages Download À The uintessential novel of the Lost Generation The Sun Also Rises is one of Ernest Hemingway's masterpieces and a classic example of his spare but powerful writing style A poignant look at the disillusionment and angst of the post World War I generation the novel introduces two of HemNovel introduces two of Hemingway's most unforgettable characters Jake Barnes and Lady Brett Ashley The story follows the flamboyant Brett and the hapless Jake as they journey from the wild nightlife of 1920s Paris to the brutal bullfighting rings of Spain If I were Hemingway's English teacher or anyone's any kind of teacher I'd say This reads like a screenplay than a novel Where are your descriptions where is the emotion??And he would say something like The lack of complex descriptions helps focus on the complexities and emptiness of the characters' lives and the emotion is there it's only just beneath the surface struggling to be freeAnd I'd say OK I'll move ya from a C to CBasically The Sun Also Rises shows that Hemingway liked bullfights a lot than most of the people reading his books and that he was vain but also hated himself While the characters are wittily funny from time to time the whole thing doesn't hold a candle to I don't know Seinfeld Without being told Ah yes this is about the true character of America you'd think it was just a drab romance novel with subtleties than mostSpeaking of how was this about America? It was about America's elite Most Americans in 1926 weren't hanging out in France and Spain moaning about their lives They were hanging out in America trying to make it You know without dying Pretentious with poor descriptions and transparent characters I can give a character a subtle injury too and have it pain him does that make me amazing? The Sun Also Rises is one of the most overrated books I've ever read I'd rather read a 1926 newspaper

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With a motley group of expatriates It is an age of moral bankruptcy spiritual dissolution unrealized love and vanishing illusions First published in 1926 The Sun Also Rises helped to establish Hemingway as one of the greatest writers of the twentieth centu My feelings haven't changed since my last re read of The Sun Also Rises my earlier review is below I'm still amazed at how fully the characters come alive on the page I don't think The Sun Also Rises is for everyone; however nearly from beginning to end I'm engaged in the story Just finished a re read of The Sun Also Rises my favorite Hemingway book last read in 2014 I didn’t provide a review at the time so I thought I would try to explain why this book speaks to me First it is deceptively easy to fall into with its short sentences and simple language Nothing is forced However it is the mood Hemingway creates in this novel which really engages me Perhaps that says as much about me as it does about the novel The appeal is not so much about the story; it is how the characters move through the scenes with a sense that nothing can touch them while conversely they can’t really touch or be important to anyone else This exemplifies that lack of hope in the so called ‘lost generation’ that feeling that nothing you do will make a difference The Sun Also Rises is not a feel good book but it allows you to re evaluate people as social animals who constantly struggle and fail and maybe once in a while succeed in forging meaningful relationships In some ways the carefree expat life of the characters seems idyllic; however Hemingway also makes you feel that slipping into this existence even with its charms might make you want to spit at the world The Sun Also Rises captures a historical moment perhaps not just of the lost generation but also of future generations uncertain of their place in the world

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The Sun Also RisesThe uintessential novel of the Lost Generation The Sun Also Rises is one of Ernest Hemingway's masterpieces and a classic example of his spare but powerful writing style A poignant look at the disillusionment and angst of the post World War I generation the I was sitting on the patio of a bar in Key West Florida It was August it was hot The bar was on the beach where there was lots of sand and water In the water I saw dolphins and waves The dolphins jumped and the waves wavedMy glass was empty The waiter walked up to my table “More absinthe miss?” He asked “No I better not burp” I put my hand over my glass “I read somewhere that it can cause hallucinations and nightmares Just some ice water please” I said He put and empty glass in front of me tipped his picture of water over my glass until it was full at that time he stopped pouring A man I did not know walked up to my table and said to the waiter “No one in Key West is to stop drinking alcohol while they are conscious you know the rules Manuel Don’t make me repeat myself; did you hear me? Don’t make me repeat myself it’s annoying” Manuel rolled his eyes“I’ll drink to that” I said and held up my glass of ice water to the stranger then put it to my lips and drank It was cold I set it back down on the table “I just finished a book where everyone repeated themselvesdrove me to drink”“Sorry Mr Hemingway” said Manuel “she said she wanted ice water so that’s what I gave her” A cat ran by it was fast “Meow” it said It was orange “But you know the rules Manuel you know the rules” Repeated Mr Hemingway “I know the rules Mr Hemingway how could I not? You tend to repeat yourself constantly it must be all the absinthe” muttered Manuel “What did you say Manuel?” Asked Mr Hemingway “Nothing” said Manuel “Bring the lady some Champagne right away” said Mr Hemingway Manuel walked away towards the kitchen“Who are you?” I asked the man I did not know “Hemingway you wouldn't happen to be related to the writer would you? His book The Sun Also Rises was the book I was just referring to; I don’t remember ever being uite so bored On the bright side I think it did wonders for my blood pressure” I saidDressed in worn khaki shorts and a Hawaiian shirt with one too many colors he stood there at my table and suinted at me sweat rolling down the sides of his face and into his gray beard It was hot He set his drink down on the table hard and pulled out a chair and sat down “May I sit?” he asked as he put his dirty bare feet up on the table and tipped the chair back “Sure you’re already in the chair Besides I don’t think it will be long before you fall on your ass” I said I drank some water it was cold “Language I’m Ernest Hemingway the guy who wrote that boring book” he put his feet on the ground and the chair dropped down with a bang He put his right hand out to shake mine I stared at it for a while then took it “Stephanie Hey I don’t want to come across as insensitive but aren't you dead?” I asked “Really? I don’t feel deadat least I don’t think I am” Said not dead Ernest “Damn Absinthe lives up to it's reputation I said and smacked the left side of my head with my left hand My head was hard “Manuel Where’s that champagne? I shouted in panic “So” Ernest picked up his drink and drank the whole thing in one gulp “I am one the greatest American writers if not the greatest everybody says so And you” he paused and pointed his finger at me using the same hand that still held the glass the melting ice clinked “you didn't like the Sun Also Rises?” he asked and set his glass down “I know I heard the same thing that you were one of the greatest American writers so imagine my surprise when I didn't love it like the rest of the human race In fact I really didn't like it AT ALL Please don’t hurt me”Manuel walked back to the table caring the bottle of Champagne and two glasses He sat the glasses in front of us and went about the task of opening the bottle “Thank god your back Manuel I think I’m hallucinating I hope champagne helps things normalize” I said the bottle said “pop” “It won’t help because you are not hallucinating” He said and poured the Champagne he turned and walked off I picked up the glass and drank It was bubbly and cold“What else didn't you like about my book?” Asked Ernest “I’m really not comfortable telling you to your face but alright” I said “I found all the characters to be aimless unlikable drunkards that didn't have any idea what to with their lives but travel about the world constantly drunkwhich doesn't sound all that bad on the surface but it was so not interesting” I said “They were so excruciatingly boring that I couldn't even care enough about them to remember who was who” I said “It felt like it would never end but when it did end the only thing that I liked about it was the fact that it was finally over No big payoff to make the boring book worth my time” I sighed and finished off my Champagne I poured myself and Ernest another glass“Wow Sorry you hated it I suppose you can’t please everyone” He said “I’ll buy you dinner to repay you for putting you through that” “That’s not necessary but I could eat I must bathe first” I said “Well sure it is hot after all” He said “Yes I must bathe you understand? One cannot dine without bathing first so you will have to wait until I bathe”“I must bathe I must bathe I must Bathe” I said“Now you’re just making fun of me” he said“YupI will make you suffer the way you made me suffer” I smiled “Great I look forward to it” Said not dead Ernest We rose to our feet Ernest took my arm we steadied ourselves and stumbled off into the sunsetAlso reviewed on shelfinflicted