It’s a rare thing when you come to the end of a book and you’re actually sorry that it’s almost over. You find yourself sorrowful that these characters are soon no longer going to be a part of your daily life.
That’s how I felt near the conclusion of The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay by Michael Chabon. I actually finished this book last week, and I can’t find a book to read that I think will even come close to comparing to this title. It’s that good.
I’ll be honest, I picked this book up to begin with because the pitch on the back said it was about two young men, one of whom had escaped from Nazi-occupied Prague, who created comic books in the late 30’s, the golden-age of comics. Right there, I was hooked. When I saw that it had won a Pulitzer Prize on top of it all, I practically ran to the register.
This is one of those books that is impossible to summarize in just a few sentences. It spans decades worth of the lives of the main characters. It deals with every conceivable issue these men could have, and it resolves these issues realistically. This book is about SO much more than just a couple guys who wrote and drew comics. It’s about hurt, love, fear, pride, creativity, shame, bravery, passion, stupidity, cowardice, and hope. In other words, it’s about the things we go though while we live.
This sounds so cliché, but if you read one book this year, please, read The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay by Michael Chabon.