Angelas Ashes Cd

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Summary: Angela's Ashes - a painful book to read
Review: Can the reader really believe this story is true in its entirety? Or is it overdrawn? I want to believe it is the latter. The sheer breadth and depth of injustice portrayed takes it toll on the reader, especially if you believe in God, the Church, and the basic goodness of man. Yet, we all know what great hunger and poverty exist in the world today and how we fail to care for each other. This lack of caring was, for me, the crux of the appalling sadness in McCourt's tale. Despite all this, I highly recommend the book for telling the bold, detailed, depressing and degrading story of an Irish family. It can be the source for personal meditation on our own lives.

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Summary: Remarkable story of a poor Irish Catholic Family
Review: Being Irish Catholic myself, I had heard tales of the struggle Irish Catholics had when coming to America, and of those who returned to Ireland. McCourt's narrative uses all the expressions I had heard around the dinner table and in the household. I was especially taken by the mean spirited people he came in contact with, and his personal struggle to help his family survive. Life certainly was not easy for him, but his story was not at all uncommon for those times. I could not put the book down, and am looking forward to reading his sequal.

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Summary: BEST BOOK I HAVE READ(SO FAR)
Review: This book I would recommend to anyone. It is a excellent book READ IT!!!! You will probably enjoy it!!!!!! I am only 12 and I loved it, I understood it so I bet you will too!!!!!!!!!

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Summary: I hope Frank McCourt writes a sequel!
Review: Angela's Ashes is one of the best books I've ever read. It broke my heart one moment, and made me laugh the next. I'm amazed at the resiliency of the human spirit and amazed that Frank McCourt survived his childhood. Please tell me there's going to be a sequel so I can read about how he survived once he arrived in New York.

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Summary: Entrapping memoir
Review: I started reading Angela's Ashes as an extra credit assignment. Little did I know I would not be able to put it down. This book is tremendous. The way the book is written makes me believe that I am there with Frank and Malachy. This was one of the greatest books I have read in a great while. What I could say about this book does not do justice to it. This is a book that you must read in order to get the full effect of how great it really is. It is one of the all time best. The money spent on this book was well worth it. Hurrah to Frank McCourt for such a finely written memoir...

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Summary: It ain't really Limerick....
Review: I was born and raised in Limerick and lived there until I was 27, as was my Father. Limerick may not be Paris but neither is it what the author describes it as. Yes there was and probably still is poverty but Limerick is a relatively modern and progressive city with mostly middle class residents who work in the electronics sector. My Father lived near Limerick during the same period as the author and did not come from a wealthy family and had tough times, including the death of 2 siblings, but also many more good times and fondly remembers his youth. He worked hard in the city and finally moved to one of the 'big houses on the Ennis Road'. Limerick and the surrounding region has much to offer and should not be judged by authors skewed memories...

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Summary: Great...Not exactly sure what made it great, but great!
Review: Just finished the book last night, am having trouble describing what I liked so much about it. I didn't want it to end. There were times when I wanted to laugh but couldn't. Was amazed by the extremes of compassion and cruelty, coming from the same person. Will have long conversations with friends and family about interpreting the many 'layers' of this book. Can't wait for the sequel. Thanks Frank.

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Summary: Loved it so much that I can't finish it
Review: This book is such an inspiration. It's raining outside and I have to run to my car without an umbrella or coat - I hesitate thinking how wet and cold I will feel - then I remember little Frank McCourt and him sopping through Limerick with his little brothers in tow, shoes with no soles, torn pants, never a coat and nothing in his little tummy to warm him - and I feel inspired, ashamed of myself for being afraid of a little rain, thankful for all that I have in my life (job, home, family...). The characters in this book come alive in front of your eyes, I have grown to love them, to feel so angry at some that I could rage at them with my fist held high - before realizing where I am - alone, at home in my room. I have about 80 more pages to read and I can't get myself to read them, even though all I want to do is pick up the book any spare moment I have to join Frank and his brothers and see how they ultimately rise above the squalid, heartwrenching drama of their little childhoods, but then the book will be finished! Oh what a sad day it will be! I will miss Frank and his brothers and his dear, sad mother. I will have to reread it - oh what a pleasure that will be. And only hope that Mr. McCourt will bless us once again with his immense talent and magic with words by writing a sequel!

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Summary: MacCourt, from Joyce and Faulkner
Review: Angela ashes:a memoir, continues the great literary tradition of Joyce and Faulkner

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Summary: Better Than Any Intentional Weightloss Book
Review: I lost five pounds while reading this book, so vivid and nauseating did I find the descriptions of runny eyes and ropy yellow coughs and overflowing latrines, and I lost all notions of the poverty of Ireland (or anywhere) as quaint and charming or enobling. It is wretched and brings out the worst in people. The shortcoming and the strengths of the Irish come through Frank McCourt's narrative--literate and steeped in Irish songs and poems while subsisting on stolen apples and licking the grease and salt off of discarded fish and chip wrappings. From this book I understand the harsh humor and grim stoicism of my Irish Catholic family, and I appreciate the circumstances that motivate people to immigrate to the USA. I'm grateful my relatives escaped the potato famine. Also, we have come along in our understanding of alcoholism as a disease--but not far. The effects on Malachy McCourt's unwitting progeny paint a real picture of the crumbling chaotic lives such a disease can create as legac