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A review by srosen930
Love, Kurt: The Vonnegut Love Letters, 1941-1945 by Kurt Vonnegut
1.0
I want to say that I am obsessed with Kurt Vonnegut and love his writing. Anyone who knows me can vouche for me. But I had so many problems with this book.
At first, I thought it amusing because the reader could hear Kurt’s tone of voice clearly through the letters he wrote his first wife. But, a lot of the letters didn’t make much sense to me because it was just Kurt’s letters published and not Jane’s. So, we’re really only getting like half the story and it takes a lot of work to piece everything together.
Also, I feel like Edith (their daughter) has some unresolved issues with Kurt. She has painted Kurt in a kinda negative light that diminished his accomplishments. You could tell that she didn’t take the divorce very well, which is totally understandable. Divorce is so hard on the children of the couple that breaks up. However, this book felt like some sort of sinister payback to Kurt by publicly displaying a lot of deeply personal letters Kurt wrote that was only meant for Jane (and not for us). This book seems like it was a money grab and a way for Edith to throw some shade at a defenseless and deceased author.
I wouldn’t recommend this book.
At first, I thought it amusing because the reader could hear Kurt’s tone of voice clearly through the letters he wrote his first wife. But, a lot of the letters didn’t make much sense to me because it was just Kurt’s letters published and not Jane’s. So, we’re really only getting like half the story and it takes a lot of work to piece everything together.
Also, I feel like Edith (their daughter) has some unresolved issues with Kurt. She has painted Kurt in a kinda negative light that diminished his accomplishments. You could tell that she didn’t take the divorce very well, which is totally understandable. Divorce is so hard on the children of the couple that breaks up. However, this book felt like some sort of sinister payback to Kurt by publicly displaying a lot of deeply personal letters Kurt wrote that was only meant for Jane (and not for us). This book seems like it was a money grab and a way for Edith to throw some shade at a defenseless and deceased author.
I wouldn’t recommend this book.