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trudy1963's review against another edition
4.0
After reading this book, I want to read his other books. I've read "Night" which was very good. This book is amazing. What an interesting life full of trials and opportunities. Truly a great person who took what God gave him (the good and the bad) and lived his life.
ngalbani's review against another edition
5.0
Last December I read for the first time Night by Elie Wiesel and I was overwhelmed by the book.
Night ends right after the liberation of Buchenwald: Elie Wiesel in front of a mirror doesn’t recognize himself, he wrote “A skeleton stared back at me. Nothing but skin and bone”.
After I finished Night, I wanted to learn more about Elie Wiesel, what happened to him after April 1945 so I decided to read All Rivers Run To The Sea and I am glad I did it. The book is fascinating; I loved the description of his life in Sighet and when he was in France right after the war.
Night ends right after the liberation of Buchenwald: Elie Wiesel in front of a mirror doesn’t recognize himself, he wrote “A skeleton stared back at me. Nothing but skin and bone”.
After I finished Night, I wanted to learn more about Elie Wiesel, what happened to him after April 1945 so I decided to read All Rivers Run To The Sea and I am glad I did it. The book is fascinating; I loved the description of his life in Sighet and when he was in France right after the war.
shelby1994's review
2.0
If you write 57 books and rise to become one of the most revered, awarded voices on peace and Jewish faith, it’s ok if one of your works doesn’t work for me! Honestly, my opinion really doesn’t matter here, and you are simply not going to catch me, 29-year old sentient pizza roll, coming for one of our world’s most enduring luminaries and Holocaust writers.
I grew up in a fervently conservative Evangelical family, but my dad also read us Jewish fairytales and myths every night. I was open about leaving the church, while my mum converted to Catholicism a year ago. Faith is something that we talk about a lot in my family home, which made patient enough to parse through the philosophical musings of Wiesel. They were honestly the highpoints for me.
But, it felt like this was more a compilation of footnotes, endpages, and addendums than a cohesive memoir, and yeah, I was disappointed in how women were written into this,, without any interiority. There are so many other opportunities to encounter Wiesel, that I would gently encourage people to take the road more travelled and start with ‘Night’ or ‘The Trial of God.”
lisacmiller's review against another edition
challenging
dark
emotional
informative
inspiring
reflective
sad
tense
slow-paced
5.0
invisigoth's review against another edition
challenging
dark
emotional
hopeful
informative
inspiring
reflective
sad
tense
medium-paced
4.0
I prefer this to night in actuality
grllopez's review against another edition
4.0
evamadera1's review against another edition
3.0
If Wiesel's books were not already on my to-read list, I would not continue to read them. (I have a thing about wanting to move books from the to-read list by reading them rather than just removing them because I no longer want to read them.)
For Wiesel, this memoir employs his typical non-linear chronological bent. While I am still not a fan, this approach works much better for the memoir format than for the novel format. I continue to find Wiesel's overwhelming pessimism oppressive. in this book, he even indulges in pessimistic foreshadowing. This often took the form of such self-deprecating comments it comes off almost as bragging. For such a long memoir, Wiesel spends too much time on historical and political events only tangentially related to his life which aids him in avoiding too much in-depth introspection. This also seems to be typical for Wiesel. Lastly, the shift in person (first to third) in the very last few pages I found to be off-putting. The book felt like it ended on the wrong foot, slightly off.
For Wiesel, this memoir employs his typical non-linear chronological bent. While I am still not a fan, this approach works much better for the memoir format than for the novel format. I continue to find Wiesel's overwhelming pessimism oppressive. in this book, he even indulges in pessimistic foreshadowing. This often took the form of such self-deprecating comments it comes off almost as bragging. For such a long memoir, Wiesel spends too much time on historical and political events only tangentially related to his life which aids him in avoiding too much in-depth introspection. This also seems to be typical for Wiesel. Lastly, the shift in person (first to third) in the very last few pages I found to be off-putting. The book felt like it ended on the wrong foot, slightly off.