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A review by misspalah
Red Poppies: A Novel of Tibet by Alai
3.0
“How can flesh and blood live forever, young master? We all knew that our souls would continue to reincarnate. What we meant by Death was obliteration of the body in the present incarnation. Who really knew what happened in previous and future lives?”.
- Alai, Red Poppies : An epic saga of Old Tibet.
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I rarely abandoned my books in the middle of reading. Some would just DNF and felt life is too short to read bad books. As much as i would like to do the same thing, i just felt sort of guilty for doing so. Thus, I persevered and continued reading this book even though i did not enjoyed it all. Granted that it did give me a glimpses of Tibetan Culture and customs, but i find it hard to grapple the plot because the main character is just plain annoying. On top of that, the female characters were written in a crude manner that it really depicted of how lewd a male gaze can be. Don’t get me started on how the author is obsessed with breasts and the state of his own pee - up to the point describing it smell like a ripe cheese or how frothy his urine is ?
- Alai, Red Poppies : An epic saga of Old Tibet.
.
.
I rarely abandoned my books in the middle of reading. Some would just DNF and felt life is too short to read bad books. As much as i would like to do the same thing, i just felt sort of guilty for doing so. Thus, I persevered and continued reading this book even though i did not enjoyed it all. Granted that it did give me a glimpses of Tibetan Culture and customs, but i find it hard to grapple the plot because the main character is just plain annoying. On top of that, the female characters were written in a crude manner that it really depicted of how lewd a male gaze can be. Don’t get me started on how the author is obsessed with breasts and the state of his own pee - up to the point describing it smell like a ripe cheese or how frothy his urine is ?