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Piranesi house
Piranesi house










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From a writing perspective, I think this book had a few more edits and a bit longer in the writing process to go before it should have been wrapped up and released.Le Carceri d'Invenzione and etchings of Rome And those were the only parts of the book I found really solidly interesting, leaving me wanting for much of my reading experience. The ideas formed around the cult were presented and tantalizing, but never finished. I found that much of the narrative was only half-baked. I would have much preferred to read this book through journal entries that were unfeeling, rather than the constant feelings of Piranesi. The characters were uninteresting, and I didn’t care about their struggles or thoughts or feelings. While her tremendous skill at writing shines through, and her magical realism creates some awesome imagery, the story just falls apart. Final ThoughtsĬompared to previous experience with Susanna Clarke, this book was a big let down. The world was ultimately more interesting than the people in it, and since the world was explored from such a limited perspective it made the story drag for me. I just wanted to find out what was actually happening and I felt hindered by the choice in main character. I didn’t care about him doubting the Other, I didn’t care about his wants or desires. But I didn’t care about his internal struggles or his exploration of the House. I didn’t dislike his character, and I didn’t want him to fall to any harm. The BadĪt no point….did I really care about Piranesi. Learning about how different people traveled into the world, how there was so much speculation about how it was all faked when it was all real, that was the best part of the book. While I understand that to Piranesi this isn’t as interesting–and thus he only learns enough to tell us a little bit of what’s going on in reality–I found the parts about the cult the most interesting. I really wish we’d learned more about the cult, the different worlds, and all that stuff. She really is a master at magical realism! I also enjoyed some of the surprise twists the plot took along the way, especially the revelations about the worlds. I enjoyed the House and its ways, and I found a lot of what Clarke included in the story unique and interesting. Her use of descriptions, the way she ignores certain rules and makes her own, and her characters are all captivating. I whole heartedly appreciate Susanna Clarke’s writing style. It features what is arguably a cult, and definitely touches on some disturbing cult-like behavior. Yeah okay so this book takes a turn that I wasn’t expecting. He also doubts the Other’s ability to remember things. At times Piranesi doubts his own ability to recall his life, and events within it. The trope that is used most often is that of an unreliable memory. It’s a magical place, and the way Piranesi describes it is for sure magical realism. It operates by its own weather and oceanic system, and has seemingly endless halls and staircases and statues. Piranesi’s House is a seemingly different world, or perhaps part of our own. As Piranesi begins to doubt the Other, the book turns into more of a mystery than magical realism. The Other also resides in the house, a mysterious man whose friendship with Piranesi hinges on a search for some great knowledge the Other believes the House contains. The House as he calls it gifts him with the ability to sustain himself, and he in turn learns its ways and documents it meticulously. Piranesi is about a character named Piranesi who lives within an elaborate and magical home. But as Piranesi explores, evidence emerges of another person, and a terrible truth begins to unravel, revealing a world beyond the one Piranesi has always known. There is one other person in the house-a man called The Other, who visits Piranesi twice a week and asks for help with research into A Great and Secret Knowledge. But Piranesi is not afraid he understands the tides as he understands the pattern of the labyrinth itself. Within the labyrinth of halls an ocean is imprisoned waves thunder up staircases, rooms are flooded in an instant. Piranesi’s house is no ordinary building: its rooms are infinite, its corridors endless, its walls are lined with thousands upon thousands of statues, each one different from all the others.












Piranesi house