Title: Hate it! Hate it! Hate it!
Product review: This is THE worst book I have ever read -- and I've read many many thousands. Not only is it unbelievably depressing and repetitive, it uses only about 7 words for the unending dialogue between starving, freezing, sickly father and son."I'm cold, Poppa.""It's okay.""I'm scared. Poppa.""It's okay.""Will we be okay, Poppa?""Yas."That's the dialogue. If you don't believe me, go ahead and read it. It's the perfect book for masochists. Or people who believe the hooey about it being poetry (if you think using "cozzled" as an adjective is worth the plodding agony of the book, it's "okay." I don't.)SPOILER BELOW!So how does all this gray bleak misery end? The boy finds out that once he loses his taciturn dad, it's still okay. The new guy has the same 7-word vocabulary! As a touching footnote, we learn that fish in the river used to be fat and shiny, but not now. That's it!
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