Nick Hornby’s “Juliet, Naked”
Not a masterpiece but it provides interesting food for thought, especially for those like myself begins to have a fair number of springs behind.
Time well spent and time wasted, unsatisfactory relationships, apathy, inertia, loneliness, self-indulgence, the more or less conscious surrender to a life fully lived, courage, ” carpe diem “, frustration, art and subjectivity, the author and his patron, rock music and fandom … many topics in this book.
The events described did not seem improbable at all.
Hornby’s irony did not stop me to immerse myself even with a hint of anguish in the lives of various characters, sharing concerns and thoughts.
A beautiful book.
Not a masterpiece but a good book for sure.



