I love the historical nature of Frank McCourt books and also very enjoyable to listen to his voice read them
Thank you Mr. McCourt. You have left us a story in two books that epitomizes Irish-American dreams and our hope in God and love of life.
We all have a story to tell and in your books we feel your pain, rejoice in your victories, and cry at the death of Angela. We see our lives in your tale and share in your hope of a loving God.
I read that you died in 2009 and I will not be able to write you to tell you how much your books mean to me.
This will have to do.
However, I am Catholic and I will remember to occasionally say 3 Hail Marys for you and for your beloved mother and look forward to sharing a toast in heaven.
All I can say after listening to this book is: Wah-wah-wah!
I know that the immigrant experience can be difficult but all you get from Frank McCourt in this book is one never-ending whine, even when things go his way. I grew to strongly dislike the character (Frank himself) and could not wait for it to end.
When I finished it, I read this portion of a review by Brooke Allen, which sums up my own feelings about the book:
"McCourt had a few setbacks in his early years; life can never be easy for a new immigrant, even in booming postwar America. But looked at objectively his progress seems to have been pretty smooth. He began with menial jobs, then, thanks to his American passport (he had been born in the United States), joined the military, serving for a short stint in Germany. This entitled him to take advantage of the GI Bill. He had never attended high school, but he was lucky enough to come across a generous and broad-minded administrator at New York University who allowed him to matriculate there, on the sole condition that he maintain a B average for the first year—not exactly a bum deal. Not only that but the prettiest girl in his class, Alberta (called Mike) Small, the blonde Episcopalian girlfriend of a football star, found the young Irishman (despite the rotten teeth and chronically infected eyes that made him so self-conscious) attractive enough to date, sleep with, and finally marry.
"But in spite of this run of what most people would call good luck—or at any rate hard work rewarded—McCourt tells his story as one long litany of gripes . . . "
Yes, Frank McCourt's narration was well done.
Shoova T. W.
Frank McCourt's sequel to Angela's Ashes was both moving and fulfilling to hear. I've already recommended both to several people.
there were high hopes because I actually loved Angelas Ashes his first book but this one really dragged around the 40th chapter. I stopped for a week then finally finished it...
I really hope he has another book. This is one of the best books I've ever read.
Way too much vulgarity. Seemed unnecessary to the story. Disappointed me. I really enjoyed Angela's Ashes, thought this would be as well done. Just too much obscenity.
After reading the 1st book "Angela's Ashes", I couldn't wait to read the 2nd book. A must read.