Reviews for The liar's club

The average rating for The liar's club based on 2 reviews is 5 stars.

Review # 1 was written on 2013-04-15 00:00:00 Aaron Trant I don't write a lot of customer reviews. And when I finished this book, I didn't think it needed my review. For one thing, I'm probably the last person in the hemisphere to read it; for another, this book is so good and has been popular for so long that its ratings must be sky high, right? At the time that I'm writing this review, the Goodreads rating is 3.88. Over 2000 people gave it one or two stars. People, for real. What are you looking for in a book? Karr has given you a gem, a freaking gem. She's got a poet's sense of the line, and a novelist's sense of structure. The sentences are the best that I've read in a year. Every one is sharp, by which I mean both smart and cutting. The way she bounces the reader through time seems to mimic the way memory works, only with much more clarity. Bad shit happens in this book, but she avoids pity and prurience, turning that shit into art. Five stars. Five. And if I had super hacker skills, I would revoke the ranking privileges of everyone who gave this book one star. If you don't like this book, you don't like books.

Review # 2 was written on 2009-11-22 00:00:00 Chris Toovey Posted at Shelf Inflicted After reading Will's intriguing review of Lit: A Memoir, I decided it was time to explore Mary Karr’s work, so I went to the library and borrowed The Liars' Club. Written in 1995, this memoir explores the author’s dysfunctional childhood in sweltering and swampy Leechfield, Texas. Though Mary Karr and I did not have similar childhoods, there were definitely certain life situations and reactions to them that I could relate to and I came to realize that no matter how different people’s lives are, there are always things that will connect us. I was enthralled by her writing, which is very intimate and lyrical and enabled me to empathize with her. Just like my dad, Mary’s dad saved receipts from nearly every bill he paid (and he always voted Democrat). “It was a feat Daddy never got to perform, but on nights when he spread the receipts out chronologically, he made it clear to my sister and me that every day some suit-wearing, Republican sonofabitch (his term) weaseled a working man out of an extra three dollars for lack of a receipt. He would not be caught short. These notorious Republicans were the bogeymen of my childhood. When I asked him to define one (I think it was during the Kennedy-Nixon debate), Daddy said a Republican was somebody who couldn’t enjoy eating unless he knew somebody else was hungry, which I took to be gospel for longer than I care to admit. Maybe the only thing worse than being a Republican was being a scab.” My brother was an obedient child and always stayed still while my dad was smacking him. To me, that made no sense and just made it easy for my dad. If I put enough energy into evading and escaping, dad had to spend energy grabbing for my wrist or bending over to yank me out from under the bed. This did not exhaust him, as I hoped it would, but only made the beating worse when he finally got a hold of me. “Of course, I am famous for running in the middle of a spanking. It makes me proud that Daddy used to run too. I always figured only a dumbass would just stand still and take it.” So Mary’s parents weren’t so great, but I loved the details she used to bring them to life. Even with all their flaws, I found it difficult to dislike them totally. My parents weren’t so perfect either. For the most part I was able to get past that when I remind myself they are human beings with flaws, and children don’t come with an instruction manual, and people just do the best they can. It’s not always good enough, but it’s easier to understand and empathize with your flawed parents when you’re not putting them up on a pedestal attributing superhuman qualities to them. This is a very worthwhile story about hardship, family relationships, survival, and growing up. It is absorbing, disturbing, hilarious, honest and difficult to put down. I am looking forward to reading about Mary’s teen years.