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Lädt ... And Then I Woke Up (Original 2022; 2022. Auflage)von Malcolm Devlin (Autor)
Werk-InformationenAnd Then I Woke Up von Malcolm Devlin (2022)
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Melde dich bei LibraryThing an um herauszufinden, ob du dieses Buch mögen würdest. Keine aktuelle Diskussion zu diesem Buch. An interesting twist on the zombie apocalypse trope, and certainly a commentary on current politics, this short novel postulates a world where people's perceptions form a narrative that becomes their "truth" even in defiance of objective reality--in this case, that the dead are coming back to life and will eat them. What would happen if a signficant portion of the populace started behaving as if it were [The Walking Dead] in real life and believing the other people trying to go about their business were actually brain-munching zombies? I was with it for a while, but instead of exploring its premise and the nature of reality as deeply as I hoped it would, and perhaps commenting more insightfully on the current climate of deep fakes and no more facts, I think it fizzled out as it went on. I’m categorizing this as horror mostly because that’s what the author says it is. For my part, it’s…what genre is Shirley Jackson’s “The Lottery”? If that’s horror, then so is this, but neither are the first sort of stories that leap to mind when thinking of the genre, in my opinion. I did enjoy this, but I wonder if I’d have enjoyed it less had I not been listening to the audiobook. There were long sections in the latter part of the book where I think I might have been tempted to skim ahead to get back to action. The majority of the book is *not* action; it’s thoughtful deliberation, twisted recollections, and dialogue stilted by design. The draw of the book is in just that: those active parts being told and retold until nobody is certain what was real or not. I like the concept. Definitely more unnerving than scary, though. The cover makes this novella looks like it's going to be terrifying. It's not, except in the existential sense. Another metanarrative, as has become common in the Tor.com novella line, this one is about a literal plague of misinformation and what results. Unsettling rather than scary and sometimes very deliberately on the nose, but I thought it was smart and thoughtful. keine Rezensionen | Rezension hinzufügen
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Fiction.
Horror.
Literature.
Science Fiction.
In the tradition of Mira Grant and Stephen Graham Jones, Malcolm Devlin's And Then I Woke Up is a creepy, layered, literary story about false narratives and their ability to divide us. In a world reeling from an unusual plague, monsters lurk in the streets while terrified survivors arm themselves and roam the countryside in packs. Or perhaps something very different is happening. When a disease affects how reality is perceived, it's hard to be certain of anything . . . Spence is one of the "cured" living at the Ironside rehabilitation facility. Haunted by guilt, he refuses to face the changed world until a new inmate challenges him to help her find her old crew. But if he can't tell the truth from the lies, how will he know if he has earned the redemption he dreams of? How will he know he hasn't just made things worse? Keine Bibliotheksbeschreibungen gefunden. |
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There are flashbacks to contend with, changing POVs, and also, perhaps, a less than reliable narrator. These events are being described by Spence (Lewis Spencer) to a group of fellow inmates in the day-room of an institution which could be a hospital, or something more sinister, but on the surface appears to be a rehabilitation centre for people who have been successfully treated. Spence has been through the whole nightmare himself—infection, madness, recovery—and now (so he says) is telling his story.
This is a short review for a short read (164 pages), but it’s impossible to say much more without committing spoilers. The subject here though is truth and lies, including lies you tell yourself, and I think there’s a lot more to Spence’s story and the book’s “disease”. ( )