E' un libro sul dolore, sulla maternità, sulla vecchiaia, sulla morte. Non è un libro facile perché scende molto in fondo alle emozioni e ne suscita di forti con una scrittura tagliente, sincera e sofferta.
I had two contrary reactions while reading this book. The first: this is all just too private for publication. Didion, a sad, frail woman, grieving for all her lost friends and especially for her husband and daughter, feels compelled to torment
..." herself with a detailed analysis of all the occasions when she may have failed as a parent, all the occasions when she missed what her daughter was trying to tell her. Each memento or photograph which she describes becomes an occasion for another lash of the whip. The reader is screaming "stop" by half way through. Children survive in spite of, not because of, their parents. There are no perfect parents. My second reaction: this is just too beautiful not to be published. She may feel that her writing style has become diminished with age but i found it still quite remarkable. Her efforts at being searingly honest with herself are also impressive, accompanied as they are by her seeming ignorance of the more basic difficulties of most people's lives. I'm glad I read this elegant testament.Continua...Nascondi