Title: A Confederacy of Dunces
Author: John Kennedy Toole
Number of pages: 352
Started: 13 November 2012
Finished: 19 November 2012
Opening words:
A green hunting cap squeezed the top of the fleshy
balloon of a head. The green earflaps, full of large ears and uncut hair and
the fine bristles that grew in the ears themselves, stuck out on either side
like turn signals indicating two directions at once. Full, pursed lips
protruded beneath the bushy black moustache and, at their corners, sank into
little folds filled with disapproval and potato chip crumbs. In the shadow
under the green visor of the cap Ignatius J. Reilly's supercilious blue and
yellow eyes looked down upon the other people waiting under the clock at the D.H. Holmes department store,
studying the crowd of people for signs of bad taste in dress. Several of the
outfits, Ignatius noticed, were new enough and expensive enough to be properly
considered offenses against taste and decency. Possession of anything new or
expensive only reflected a person's lack of theology and geometry; it could
even cast doubts upon one's soul.
Plot summary:
A monument to sloth, rant and contempt, a behemoth of fat,
flatulence and furious suspicion of anything modern - this is Ignatius J.
Reilly of New Orleans, noble crusader against a world of dunces. The ordinary
folk of New Orleans seem to think he is unhinged. Ignatius ignores them,
heaving his vast bulk through the city's fleshpots in a noble crusade against
vice, modernity and ignorance. But his momma has a nasty surprise in store for
him: Ignatius must get a job. Undaunted, he uses his new-found employment to
further his mission - and now he has a pirate costume and a hot-dog cart to do
it with...
What I thought:
Hmm, what to say about this book? It had some good parts to it. It had some funny moments. But overall, it was hard work and rather a
chore to read. This book came with high praise,
but I didn’t feel it lived up to it. It
was just rather hard-going in places and was not the novel I hoped it would be. Not for me.
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