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Amande FORREST FORREST itibaren Duygulu, 61800 Duygulu/Beşikdüzü/Trabzon, Turkey

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I'm a big fan of Steve Martin--the guy can do whatever he wants well from comedy and acting to banjo playing. And even writing. While I enjoyed AN OBJECT OF BEAUTY I had too many issues with it for a complete recommendation. This novel feels like sort of an extended art lecture at times--did Martin decide to cover the changing culture of the art world from through the 1990s and 2000s just so he could delve into another obsession of his? That's kind of what it feels like at times. There's kind of a disconnect and emotional detachment between reader and character that's hard to get away from whilst reading AN OBJECT OF BEAUTY. That's too bad as I love Martin's spare, direct prose and I did like getting the modern art 101 history lesson, I just wish I could have connected with the characters just a little bit. The remoteness just turned me off too much I guess. Cool thing about the book is that there are so many paintings discussed that I have no clue on, but Martin includes crisp images of the paintings on the page as it is referenced. That was neat and sort of added to the art history lesson, ha.