"Under the Tuscan Sun" is perhaps the most boring book of all time. If you really want to listen to an overindulged, overeducated ex-Southern Belle's surface snapshots of "my trip to Italy" taken between her bubblebaths and quaffs of Chianti, then this is your ticket. I learned ONE piece of useful information, that there are scorpions in Tuscany. Otherwise, the only use for this book is as a way to screen potential spouses...if they like the book, dump them quick!
From now on, I shall listen to the free audio sample before I get a book. Someone should have told the author that she has a very annoying reading voice, and that she should get an actor to read her book. I really tried to listen/be committed. But, five chapters in-- and I just can't do it. It sounds like a good book. But her voice is just so grating and "acted". I don't care how much money I spent on the book -- I can't keep going with it. It is too annoying.
Try as I may I could not listen to this audio book. The narrator's monotone voice made this a completely unbearable experience.
Hire a professional reader.
I could not make it past the first chapter. If I want to read this book I will get it from the library in paper form, but to be honest I've lost interest in it at this point. I think I will stick to the movie, which I love!
I'm sure it must have some, but I could not get there because listening to it made me want to rip my ears out. I had to stop.
The reader has a think southern accent and maybe it's because I loved the movie that her reading of the book did not connect for me. Also the movie filled out the story and gave depth and description to characters, the book is pretty much ONLY about the house and the work they did on it, not much else going on in the story. Kind of a let down.
The underlying story is entertaining. it is hidden underneath layers of overly intellectual folderol and poetic waxing which makes it hard to follow at times does she really think like that I'd be exhausted. wal these are her words that she is reading my initial impression was that her reading was too fast although I thought she settled in or I became more accustomed to her voice. I felt that between the ramblings and The Voice it was hard to stay focused on the story and I often caught myself daydreaming while listening to the story.
I would as the story itself is lovely.
The narrators voice is like nails down a chalk board. I love this book but I simple cannot listen to her.
A skilled narrator 'living the text'. I read this book years ago and returned from Italy two days ago pining to enjoy it again. I listened for an hour and simply can't take it anymore. The book is so poorly narrated by the author I couldn't recall what i enjoyed about the book the first time around. Her voice is so entitled and uptight that prose I found charming and enticing when I read it now sounds indulgent and off putting. The three star for the story is due to the botched abridged job -- where was the story of the wasp dying in the figs that so charmingly opened the book?
Her voice is beyond irritating and doesn't match the text. Frances puts no life at all into her narration. It is read far too quickly and monotone. Awful. And she reads, not narrates, make no mistake about it and badly too; missing grammatical cues and even mispronouncing words.
Frances should have asked Diane Lane to narrate. The movie doesn't resemble the book in any way other than location, but it was a lovely movie with a likable leading lady. Why some authors feel compelled to read their own prose is a sign to me of self absorption.
Worst listen ever. Complete waste of a credit.
Everytime I listen to the story that brings back fond memories of restoring my own homes here in United States. One day I will find myself going to cuddling and findings aHome to restore an encounter the same challenges and rewards.