A daily journal of our lives (begun in October 2010), in photos (many taken by my wife, Evie) and words, mostly from our home on Chautauqua Lake, in Western New York, where my wife Evie and I live, after my having retired from teaching English for forty-five years in Hawaii, Turkey, and Ohio. We have three children, seven grandchildren, and one great-grandson, as you will notice if you follow my blog since we often travel to visit them. Photo taken from our back porch on 12/05/2024 at 8:53 AM
Friday, January 19, 2018
A MAN CALLED OVE: FREDRIK BACKMAN
This is a delightful book, about an aging curmudgeon, Ove, recently widowed with no reason to live. So he devises various ways to end his life but they all end up being thwarted by his new neighbor, the Iranian Parvaneh and her family. Ove is a self-made man, distrustful of the modern world and its many devices, its throwaway culture. He wishes only to live in the past with his wife Sofja. He judges others by whether they own a Saab and ends up refusing to speak with his neighbor because he buys a BMW. His unhappiness gradually is shattered by others, especially Parvaneh and her daughters, his next-door neighbors, and his befriending of a feral cat. It's a good read and was made into a fine movie.
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