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Saturday, March 7, 2009

Love, Rosie by Cecilia Ahern

I couldn't have chosen the most perfect timing to read chic-lit genre for this weekend...
Ahern uses letters, notes, e-mails and instant messages to narrate her poignant second novel about thwarted love and missed opportunities. Plucky Rosie Dunne is infatuated with her best friend since childhood, Alex Stewart, but Alex has always been oblivious. After he moves from Ireland to the U.S. with his family, the two keep in touch, planning to reunite—first at Rosie's prom and, later, at college. But Rosie has the kind of bad luck you see in the movies: Alex's plane is delayed, and so Rosie attends the prom with "Brian the Whine," who promptly knocks her up. Rosie decides to have the baby, thereby missing her opportunity to study hotel management at Boston College and hang out with Harvard-bound Alex. At this point—which isn't very far in—the novel begins to suffer from an overfull mailbox. It seems that everyone in Rosie's life sends her (and each other) missives, and this flood of mail weighs the novel down as the years pass. Rosie Dunne is a worthy protagonist, complex enough to be compelling and ordinary enough to be believable. But Rosie and Alex's early, futile get-together attempts are summarized too quickly to be satisfying, and the letters between Rosie's now adolescent daughter, Katie, and her best friend, a boy named Toby, are too obviously reminiscent of Rosie's childhood correspondence with Alex. Implausibility rears its head again when characters sum up their lives in overly serious, long-winded paragraphs foreign to the chatty, impromptu format of e-mail. But the novel endears despite its flaws, thanks to Rosie and our endless appetite for stories of love finally requited.
I love and hate me some 488 pages of pure love life drama. I love Cecilia Ahern ever since I've read her P.S I Love You book, it has moved me to tears and had the most bizarre symphaty for Holly. But reading Love, Rosie; I'm beginning to think Ahern is a sadist, why? because she makes her characters suffers so much, in this book Alex and Rosie had been best friends since they were 5 years old. it was so heartbreaking to read yet I got all glued to it, I cling to the book for the whole Saturday afternoon and night. It wasn't enough for her that the two characters that I have learned to care for so much is living in a different continent but had the most years of suffering not knowing they are both inlove with each other since the "Boston kiss" happened. This book is pure e-mails, chat room conversation and some texts between Rosie and Alex, along with the other important people surrounding their lives. By page 300, I was exhausted, I mean after Rosie had finally divorced his chauvinist pig husband Greg because he was a cheating bastard, it was clearly and should be the perfect time/opportunity for Alex and Rosie to be together, but no... Brian the Whine has to show up and Alex has to be a jerk by getting back with Bethany the Slut, seriously something was really really wrong about that. But it all worked out for the best. This review had gone too far giving out spoilers and I am stopping right now.
Love, Rosie is a romantic-comedy: hilarious, witty and a page turner. Cecelia Ahern is still one of my favorite authors up to date. She is brilliant and wicked by making me cry, get pissed off and hold the book, refusing to let it go until I finish. I love the ending but I hate the the middle part but I love it anyways because it totally make sense. I regret not reading this as soon as it hit the bookstores 3 or 4 years ago. You'll all understand once you read it.

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