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Title: Juliet, Naked Publisher: Riverhead Trade; Reprint edition
Author: Nick Hornby
Publisher: Published (first published 2009)
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Nick Hornby returns to his roots-music and messy relationships-in this funny and touching new novel which thoughtfully and sympathetically looks at how lives can be wasted but how they are never beyond redemption. Annie lives in a dull town on England's bleak east coast and is in a relationship with Duncan which mirrors the place; Tucker was once a brilliant songwriter and Nick Hornby returns to his roots-music and messy relationships-in this funny and touching new novel which thoughtfully and sympathetically looks at how lives can be wasted but how they are never beyond redemption. Annie lives in a dull town on England's bleak east coast and is in a relationship with Duncan which mirrors the place; Tucker was once a brilliant songwriter and performer, who's gone into seclusion in rural America-or at least that's what his fans think. Duncan is obsessed with Tucker's work, to the point of derangement, and when Annie dares to go public on her dislike of his latest album, there are quite unexpected, life-changing consequences for all three. Nick Hornby uses this intriguing canvas to explore why it is we so often let the early promise of relationships, ambition and indeed life evaporate. And he comes to some surprisingly optimistic conclusions about the struggle to live up to one's promise.

30 review for Juliet, Naked Publisher: Riverhead Trade; Reprint edition

  1. 4 out of 5

    Jayson

    (B) 75% | More than Satisfactory Notes: Well written but lacks vigor, excitement and soul. Characters change, but so predictably as to garner very little effect.

  2. 4 out of 5

    Kim

    Why do we read? No, it’s not a rhetorical question. It’s something that I’ve been thinking about a lot the last few days. I mean, yeah.. the obvious reasons… to access information, to brush up on our morality, because we’ve been assigned to. So we can have uh.. passionate discussions, hook up, impress, escape, retreat and regroup. So we don’t feel as alone as…As what? That’s for you to answer.. not me. So, Nick Hornby is one of my revered authors. He’s a downright O-M-G in my little realm of esc Why do we read? No, it’s not a rhetorical question. It’s something that I’ve been thinking about a lot the last few days. I mean, yeah.. the obvious reasons… to access information, to brush up on our morality, because we’ve been assigned to. So we can have uh.. passionate discussions, hook up, impress, escape, retreat and regroup. So we don’t feel as alone as…As what? That’s for you to answer.. not me. So, Nick Hornby is one of my revered authors. He’s a downright O-M-G in my little realm of escapism. Others who live there are Hardy, Greene, Foer, Coupland, Kundera, Zusak and so on…. I may not be the most cultured of folk, but I know what I like and will (quietly) defend it. Juliet, Naked tore me from my reading rut. Will I lapse back? Perhaps. But, I did have this momentary glimmer and, I guess, that’s what life is about, right? There are 3 main characters in this book. Annie, a 39-ish small time museum curator who recently broke up with Duncan, a pudgy 40ish school teacher whose whole cultural life revolves around his obsession over Tucker Crowe--a Dylan-esque singer who pulled a Salinger in the mid 1980s and left behind one really great break-up album that fans have been pulling apart, analyzing, blogging, sitting-in-the-dark-woe-is-me-ing over for the past 25 years. Hmmm. I’m not really great with the whole ‘summation’ thing in reviews. I tend to write the non-review.. the ‘why is it important to me’ kind of review. But, I thought I should give you the basics. I think we also tend to read to find similarities in characters.. sometimes it’s about redemption, sometimes it’s about association, sometimes it's just to relieve the loneliness. Annie is on her own after 15 years in a bland, mostly platonic, relationship. Of course she’s going to ruminate. How could her life have been different if she didn’t waste her time on this guy? Why did he show more passion towards an unknown musician who crapped out one good album and disappeared? Then, comes the biggie… empowerment. She sees where she might have gone wrong, starts to make changes, starts to — live. Duncan is drab. He hides behind his computer and exerts all this energy on what happened to the great Tucker Crowe. He dissects his albums looking for some sort of epiphany. Hmmm. Epiphanies. Tucker is a recovering alcoholic who has five kids with four women and thinks he’s the biggest bullshit artist alive. I love Tucker. I’m sorry, this might be more than you need to know. But, tortured, dysfunctional, messed-up artists are my thing. Epiphanies and all that. So, these three characters weave in and out of each other’s lives like sands through time… I laughed, I cried, I hid in my room and stared at the wall. I guess that’s the best book jacket review I can give of this. Does it tell you anything about the book? About me? Meh. Another question… is the novel dead? I surely hope not. Because even though Juliet, Naked or High Fidelity isn’t life altering or shit like that. It means something to me and maybe to a few others out there. ”What do you do if you think you’ve wasted fifteen years of your life?” Are you kidding me? I don’t know if anyone ever told you, but I’m pretty much the world expert on this particular subject. I mean, obviously I’ve wasted more than fifteen years, but I’m hoping you’ll overlook the extra and look upon me as a kindred spirit anyway. Maybe even your guru. First of all, you have to get that number down. Make a list of all the good books you’ve read, movies you’ve seen, conversations you’ve had and so on, and give all of these things a temporal value. With a little bit of creative accounting, you should be able to reduce it to ten. I’ve got mine down to about that now, although I’ve cheated here and there—I included the whole of my son Jackson’s life, for example, and he’s been at school and asleep for a lot of the time-wasting years. I’d like to say that anything that comes in around a decade you can write off for tax purposes, but that isn’t actually the way I feel. I’m still pretty sick about what I’ve lost, but I only admit it to myself late at night, which is probably why I’m not the best sleeper. What can I tell you?” --- Tucker Crowe 9/7/18 addendum In no universe of mine is Ethan Hawke Tucker Carlson.

  3. 5 out of 5

    Steve

    If you’re familiar with Nick Hornby, or better still, if you’ve read this book, then the following quiz will test how well your impressions correlate with mine. If you’re not familiar with Hornby, but are clued in to my own predilections (a puerile sense of humor among them), this will measure your powers of observation. If you could hardly care less about me or ol’ Nick, but can’t pass up a chance to test your quiz-taking abilities, you might still enjoy having a go. Eliminating the barmiest ch If you’re familiar with Nick Hornby, or better still, if you’ve read this book, then the following quiz will test how well your impressions correlate with mine. If you’re not familiar with Hornby, but are clued in to my own predilections (a puerile sense of humor among them), this will measure your powers of observation. If you could hardly care less about me or ol’ Nick, but can’t pass up a chance to test your quiz-taking abilities, you might still enjoy having a go. Eliminating the barmiest choices will take you far. The book is about Duncan and Annie, who’ve been in a tepid relationship for 15 years living in a humdrum seaside village in the north of England. She’s a museum curator and he’s an amateur musicologist obsessed by the reclusive ex-singer-songwriter, Tucker Crowe, whose more limited popularity adds to his value in Duncan’s mind. Annie is surprised to find herself in e-contact with Tucker where they share regrets about lost time and the paths they’ve taken. Interplay ensues. From here, see if you can guess the answers to the quiz questions. 1. If we were to liken this book to a meal it would be a. A packet of crisps – just a snack, really, and not a very healthy one at that. b. A juicy burger with cheddar and a good, though not snooty, bottle of wine – familiar and tasty, substantial but not overdone. c. Poached Scottish Lobster with fennel puree, broad bean panisse and huckleberry emulsion – ultra-refined and highfalutin. d. Hot dogs and apple pie – as American as it gets; decidedly not bangers and mash with spotted dick. 2. A theme in previous Hornby books that was repeated in this one (though not necessarily concluding that it was right) was that a. Arsenal supporters are the salt of the earth and paragons of the English Premiership. b. Lists of favorite things should come in sets of five. c. It’s what you like, not what you are like that matters. d. Sprees should only ever be polysyllabic. 3. The title refers to a. Shakespeare performed in modern undress. b. The perlustration of a Gordian soul laid bare for us all to behold. c. A sandwich order at Sol’s Delicatessen . d. A new Tucker Crowe CD of old demo cuts put out 20 years after his far more polished album called “Juliet”; Duncan over-praised it, having been honored with the first public copy, and Annie panned it for being rough-hewn thus causing a rift. 4. Among rock star stereotypes from Tucker’s era, the ones for which he became best known were for a. Green M&Ms before a show to the exclusion of all others. b. Snappy comebacks when requests for “Free Bird” were shouted from the crowd. c. Wine and women (to accompany song – accompanying to excess). d. Spandex and vomit. 5. Tucker was increasingly self-aware, as which of these quotes would indicate: a. “There comes a time when you look into the mirror and you realize that what you see is all that you will ever be. And then you accept it. Or you kill yourself. Or you stop looking in mirrors.” b. “The truth about autobiographical songs, he realized, was that you had to make the present become the past, somehow: you had to take a feeling or a friend or a woman and turn whatever it was into something that was over, so that you could be definitive about it. You had to put it in a glass case and look at it and think about it until it gave up its meaning, and he'd managed to do that with just about everybody he'd ever met or married or fathered. The truth about life was that nothing ever ended until you died, and even then you just left a whole bunch of unresolved narratives behind you. He'd somehow managed to retain the mental habits of a songwriter long after he'd stopped writing songs, and perhaps it was time to give them up.” c. "I rock, therefore I am." d. "I rocked, therefore I was." 6. Hornby’s most appealing traits as a writer stem from his a. Labyrinthine structuring and enigmatic presuppositions. b. Laconic dialog and ornamental prose . c. Dickensian post-modernism and Kafkaesque pastoralism. d. Rich character development and flowing, accessible style. 7. Back cover blurbs described Hornby as a. Witty, warm and emotionally generous. b. Unctuous, otiose, uncouth and unyielding . c. Serendipitous, existential and solecistic. d. Bald, bawdy and laddishly dissolute. 8. As a minor irritant we get a. 289 pages of endnotes. b. Wiki entries about Tucker’s career which, while clever to have included as a way to list facts, were unrealistically detailed and subjective. c. A pesky gnat that, as chaos theory suggests is possible, caused a train crash in Bolton. d. Certain GR reviewers who think increasingly in terms of gimmicks. 9. The book seems to suggest that a. It’s possible to venture too far into the cult of celebrity, especially when the internet brings these people together with mutually reinforcing geekiness. b. Regret for time lost can be poignant. c. Artistic integrity is a tricky thing once the artist is acclaimed for what he knows to be emotional frauds and egos get stroked. d. All of the above. e. None of the above. f. Some of the above. 10. The book lost a star off its rating in the end because a. It should include only one or the other, a zombie or a vampire, not both. b. A gun introduced in Act II must necessarily be fired in Act III. c. It lost its steam just when it would have been most interesting to see relationships develop and clear messages sent. d. "After all, tomorrow is another day" had already been done, and done better. Answers: (view spoiler)[ 1. b, 2. c, 3. d, 4. c, 5. b (a is a great quote, but that’s Tennessee Williams), 6. d, 7. a (some might be tempted to say d, but those only partially apply, and they were not included in the blurbs), 8. b (d may also be true, but is not the answer that pertains to this book), 9. d, 10. c (hide spoiler)]

  4. 4 out of 5

    Tony Mac

    The first half of this book is Hornby at his best – creating interesting, believable characters and exploring the dynamics of relationships with his usual ear for dialogue and understanding of people’s often highly personal obsessions and motivations. Surprisingly however, once all the characters are properly introduced and the scenario established, the author seems to lose his way. When the story should be gearing towards a climax with the central characters finally coming together its as if Ho The first half of this book is Hornby at his best – creating interesting, believable characters and exploring the dynamics of relationships with his usual ear for dialogue and understanding of people’s often highly personal obsessions and motivations. Surprisingly however, once all the characters are properly introduced and the scenario established, the author seems to lose his way. When the story should be gearing towards a climax with the central characters finally coming together its as if Hornby doesn’t seem to know what to do with them. As such, the story rather peters out into a series of mild encounters and predictable, half-baked resolutions. You get the feeling Hornby is deliberately trying to avoid the overly-dramatic, but in doing so he ends up delivering no kind of satisfying outcome at all. Ultimately its hard to see what the point of the novel actually is, except the rather patronising one - driven home with sermon-like zeal by the author - that all adult lives are eventually of little value unless at some point they involve raising children (‘raise’ being the operative word here – Hornby clearly has little respect for absentee fathers). All in all a book that starts well but ends up lacking a proper story arc and fails to deliver.

  5. 5 out of 5

    Brian

    “Juliet, Naked” spoke to me on a personal level at this point in my life, right after the end of a long term relationship. Nick Hornby really nails the emotions of a breakup, and the painful recognition of a stagnant life. So many folks are together because of the presence of a comfortable mundane routine. This novel deftly captures how that can trap you with the wrong person in a manner I have rarely seen so effectively used in modern literature. This book is about finding what really matters in “Juliet, Naked” spoke to me on a personal level at this point in my life, right after the end of a long term relationship. Nick Hornby really nails the emotions of a breakup, and the painful recognition of a stagnant life. So many folks are together because of the presence of a comfortable mundane routine. This novel deftly captures how that can trap you with the wrong person in a manner I have rarely seen so effectively used in modern literature. This book is about finding what really matters in life. As you get older the knowledge of what that is changes, and most of the novel’s characters get to that point in some form or another. There is remarkable characterization in this book. None of the characters are noble, all are a little odd, and they are so darn real. You recognize them, and yourself. Hornby has created people, just normal folks, with the good and bad mixed in together. For example, the character of Duncan, who is a douche, but is still a decent guy. Just really flawed…like most of us! The text is written in first person, from the alternating viewpoint (primarily) of three characters, with the occasional side trip into the mind of a secondary character thrown in. The device works as we get a well done, well rounded view of both sides of a breakup of a relationship, and also an inside view of a new relationship beginning. As I have stated, rarely has a book got into my head on such a level. “Juliet, Naked” is well written, nicely plotted, realistic enough to be satisfying, and honest and accurate enough about human nature to be a little unnerving, in a good way. I have read four of Mr. Hornby’s novels, and this one is the best of the bunch.

  6. 5 out of 5

    Chelsea (chelseadolling reads)

    Well that was... extremely disappointing 😐

  7. 4 out of 5

    Patrick

    It’s funny, writing a review of this book, because in many ways, I’m Duncan, the obsessed fan who puts the book’s plot into motion. Nick Hornby is something of a hero of mine. I read a lot as a kid, but sort of got away from it as I got older, as it seems so many people do these days. But then I read ‘High Fidelity’ and it’s like something lit up inside me. I immediately devoured everything I could by Hornby (which, at the time, wasn’t much—‘About a Boy’ and ‘Fever Pitch’), and then moved onto a It’s funny, writing a review of this book, because in many ways, I’m Duncan, the obsessed fan who puts the book’s plot into motion. Nick Hornby is something of a hero of mine. I read a lot as a kid, but sort of got away from it as I got older, as it seems so many people do these days. But then I read ‘High Fidelity’ and it’s like something lit up inside me. I immediately devoured everything I could by Hornby (which, at the time, wasn’t much—‘About a Boy’ and ‘Fever Pitch’), and then moved onto authors that Hornby seemed to admire, most notably Dave Eggers (whose ‘A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius’ further changed me). When I finally met Mr. Hornby, years later, I was utterly speechless. I wanted to explain—eloquently, of course—the ways in which he’d changed my life. By reading more, writing more, thinking more…I became a more well-rounded person because of him. But how do you fit that into 30 seconds of a book signing? And do you even want to? It’s never good to meet your heroes—either they end up disappointing you, or you end up disappointing them. But that knowledge doesn’t put to rest the urge to tell them everything they mean to you. So I’m well-aware that the character of Duncan is a critique of Hornby’s own basest impulses—as an avid music-lover, he’s no doubt been in the position of the crazed fan more than once in his day--but I’m also keenly aware that it is a critique of people like me as well—the once great fans of Hornby who now come onto the internet to poke holes in their hero’s continued quest to make a living. It’s a little turnabout as fair play—how can you criticize this book without sounding like the snivel-y, whining fanboy who is the book’s biggest joke? But I really don’t have any great criticisms of this book. It’s been said that Nick Hornby is ‘chick-lit for men.’ And I think there is some truth to that. He’s certainly not Salman Rushdie or Upton Sinclair, writing about controversial topics aimed to bring about greater good for society. He’s simply a perceptive guy who has a talent for picking up on the little quirks that make life and pop-culture so interesting. And that’s all I really want from his books—I like smiling in recognition at my own quirks and flaws, and those of the world around me. Hornby’s world—Atlantic Ocean dividing them aside—is the world I inhabit. And I appreciate being surrounded by like-minded people, even if it’s only on a page. The greatest of these little truths that Hornby revealed in this book was the synthesis of art, and musical art in particular. I once wrote an essay for myself about an ex-girlfriend I had in college. Our relationship was a mess through and through—we were constantly breaking up and getting back together, and cheating on each other and breaking up again…it was a typical college relationship, in other words. And I remember, one summer day, when we were broken up, I was listening to a song that made me think of her. It was a playfully wistful song about longing for a lost love called ‘Maybe in an Alternate Dimension’ by a band called Ozma. And as I listened to this song and sang along, picturing my (ex) girlfriend and I being together again, I smiled. Not because I wanted her back, but because I recognized, even then, the ridiculousness of singing a song of wistful longing for that particular girl. She wasn’t the one. I knew that. She wasn’t worthy of songs of wistful longing. She was just the girl that I was dating then, and that’s all she’d ever be. I had even tried to write a song for her when I still played with my band, but they all came out wrong—angry, resentful. She wasn’t the type of girl who you wrote love songs about. So that made me think of the original subject of the song, the one who had inspired the singer of Ozma to write the song in the first place. Was she so special? Did she deserve to have a wistful love song written about her, by anyone? Maybe…but I’m willing to bet it wasn’t all peaches and sunshine. Because it never is. Songs—love songs, songs of wistful longing, breakup songs—they all exist in a vacuum. They’re almost never about a real person so much as an idealized version of a real person, or an idealized version of a fucked up relationship. Maybe the singer is singing about how much he loves the girl, and where did he go wrong and all that, but odds are he knew exactly where he went wrong—by sleeping with a groupie in the back of a tour bus. But nobody wants to sing along to that. And that’s what Tucker Crowe represents in ‘Juliet, Naked.’ He’s an artist who becomes self-aware enough to realize what a fraud he is. He sees hundreds of people singing along to songs he wrote about a girl he really didn’t even like all that much, and it’s too much for him. I don’t know that any rock star would really feel that way, but it’s certainly how we’d like to see them, and that’s why Nick Hornby is so great. He just gets it. He gets me, even though we’ve only had one awkward, stilted 30 second conversation. And you could make the argument that maybe this book tied together a little too nicely, and you could maybe nitpick that some of the characters were thinly sketched. But I don’t care. I enjoyed the heck out of it. So you can say what you want about this book, or Nick Hornby as an author, but I love his books, and this was his best in a while. He just gets it. He really does.

  8. 4 out of 5

    Teresa

    All night I was going back and forth in my head as to whether to give this 4 or 5 stars, and as I couldn't think of a reason not to give it 5, I decided to do so. I really enjoyed this character-driven book. Hornby has a warm and generous talent for creating honest, flawed, likable characters. (And for those who might think Hornby can only create male characters, he's created a female protagonist here (Annie) that is as good as the main character (Katie) in How to Be Good.) Along with Hornby's f All night I was going back and forth in my head as to whether to give this 4 or 5 stars, and as I couldn't think of a reason not to give it 5, I decided to do so. I really enjoyed this character-driven book. Hornby has a warm and generous talent for creating honest, flawed, likable characters. (And for those who might think Hornby can only create male characters, he's created a female protagonist here (Annie) that is as good as the main character (Katie) in How to Be Good.) Along with Hornby's fun, witty (and sometimes sarcastic) humor, the book is also sprinkled with meditations on the internet, on parenthood, on the nature of art and talent and writing, making it all that much richer.

  9. 4 out of 5

    Michael

    I went into this book thinking "Who would Hugh Grant play in the movie adaptation" and who would play all the other characters. I’ve settled on Emily Blunt for Annie, Hugh Grant as Duncan and Tucker Crowe to be played by Jeff Bridges. Needless to say, I had a lot of fun reading this book; it just fitted so well as an English Rom-Com and I enjoyed every minute of this book. There is no great depth to this book but it was a pleasure to read.

  10. 5 out of 5

    James Thane

    Nick Hornby has written a number of very good novels focusing on music and the sometimes geeky males who become obsessed with it to the point where they never really escape their adolescence. In consequence, their romantic lives are usually a mess as well. Enter Duncan, an undistinguished British college professor is a small, backwater seaside town. Duncan, who teaches his students how to properly understand the significance of American television programs like "The Wire," has devoted much of his Nick Hornby has written a number of very good novels focusing on music and the sometimes geeky males who become obsessed with it to the point where they never really escape their adolescence. In consequence, their romantic lives are usually a mess as well. Enter Duncan, an undistinguished British college professor is a small, backwater seaside town. Duncan, who teaches his students how to properly understand the significance of American television programs like "The Wire," has devoted much of his life to the study of Tucker Crowe, an obscure American singer-songwriter who abruptly disappeared from view twenty years ago and who has not been heard from since. Duncan and a small handful of other Crowe addicts spend hours on the Internet, deconstructing Crowe's songs, speculating about what might have become of him, and tracking every rumor about the man. In their spare time, they tour various sites associated with Crowe, most notably the restroom in a Minneapolis bar where, legend has it, some unexplained catastrophic event led Crowe to abandon his fans and his career. Annie, a museum curator has been living with Duncan for fifteen years. She has patiently endured Duncan's slavish devotion to Crowe, but her relationship with Duncan has left her unfulfilled for a good long time, and only inertia has prevented her from moving on. Then, apparently out of nowhere Duncan receives in the mail a demo version of Crowe's most famous album, "Juliet." The new album is called "Juliet, Naked." Duncan is apparently the first of Crowe's fanatic fans to hear the CD, and, overcome by the honor, he posts a breathless review to the web, pronouncing the record brilliant. Annie feels differently about it and joins the online discussion about Crowe for the first time with a review describing what she feels are the record's shortcomings. This provokes a serious crisis in Annie and Duncan's relationship because she has dared to dissent from his "expert" point of view and because, in Duncan's view, she is too short-sighted to recognize a work of genius. It doesn't help that Annie opened the CD addressed to Duncan and listened to it before he could. The disagreement about "Juliet, Naked" finally calls into question the whole nature of the relationship between Annie and Duncan. Things then take another unexpected turn when the artist himself breaks twenty years of silence and sends Annie an e-mail message agreeing with her assessment of the CD. Thus begins a long-distance e-mail flirtation between Annie and Tucker Crowe. As is always the case, Hornby's characters, even the lesser ones, are all very well-drawn, and the story is very engaging and often hilarious. It will appeal to practically anyone who has enjoyed Hornby's previous books, to people who love music and musicians perhaps a bit too obsessively, and to the significant others who find themselves in relationships with such people.

  11. 5 out of 5

    Clif Hostetler

    This novel provides a satirical look at rock fandom practiced to an absurd degree. Or perhaps it’s a novel about losers who hide from their vacuous lives by imagining genius artistic talent in a rock star who disappeared years ago from public view. Either way it turned out to be a pretty good story. I approached this book with the expectation that I wasn’t going to like the book. I figured it was going to be about unhappy people making unwise life decisions as I have found true for some other pop This novel provides a satirical look at rock fandom practiced to an absurd degree. Or perhaps it’s a novel about losers who hide from their vacuous lives by imagining genius artistic talent in a rock star who disappeared years ago from public view. Either way it turned out to be a pretty good story. I approached this book with the expectation that I wasn’t going to like the book. I figured it was going to be about unhappy people making unwise life decisions as I have found true for some other popular novels. The book was all those things, but I found myself smiling, snickering, and once I even laughed out loud. In other words, humor saved to book and made it an enjoyable read. In case you're wandering about the title, this book doesn't contain much nakedness. "Juliet, Naked" refers to a CD album that is a followup to another album release about twenty years earlier named "Juliet." The singer has been missing in all the years in between which has allowed his fans to imagine all kinds of things about the missing artist. It turns out that the ex-girlfriend of the "expert" fan blogger was the only person able to get through to the missing singer. What sweet revenge it was for the jilted girlfriend on her know-it-all conceited ex-boyfriend. The ending provides a realistic amount of loose ends which is to its credit. There is sufficient sense of positive growth in the book's characters to feel good about the ending.

  12. 4 out of 5

    Alexandra

    Wie ich schon mehrmals in einigen Rezensionen erwähnt habe, halte ich Nick Hornby für einen großartigen Starter von Romanen, die wenigsten Autoren können so gut unvermittelt und auch mit ein bisschen beißender Ironie eine Geschichte beginnen, aber auch für einen der schlechtesten Finisher im Literaturbetrieb. Entweder er läßt gleich quasi die Tastatur fallen, oder er vergeigt den ursprünglichen Plot derart nachhaltig, dass es ein Graus ist. So wie es mein Goodreads-Freund Armin formuliert hat, a Wie ich schon mehrmals in einigen Rezensionen erwähnt habe, halte ich Nick Hornby für einen großartigen Starter von Romanen, die wenigsten Autoren können so gut unvermittelt und auch mit ein bisschen beißender Ironie eine Geschichte beginnen, aber auch für einen der schlechtesten Finisher im Literaturbetrieb. Entweder er läßt gleich quasi die Tastatur fallen, oder er vergeigt den ursprünglichen Plot derart nachhaltig, dass es ein Graus ist. So wie es mein Goodreads-Freund Armin formuliert hat, agiert Hornby gleich seinen Figuren, die auch immer alles verpatzen, wobei eine Katastrophe am Ende in einem fiktiven Plot mit fiktiven Figuren ja wesentlich besser und amüsanter ist als ein realer Qualitätsabfall im Werk. Auch bei Juliet, Naked ist es nicht anders. Sprüht die Geschichte zu Beginn vor Ironie und witzigen Beziehungsproblemen mit unerwarteten Wendungen und ist sie bis Seite 250 also hundert Seiten vor dem Ende noch gut und amüsant zu lesen, so strotzt sie nach dem Herzinfarkt (was für eine blöde Idee, es hätte 100 witzigere alternative Plotmöglichkeiten gegeben) nur so vor kitschigen Platitüden. Wie kann man bei einem so rasanten Roman eine derart sinnlose Vollbremsung machen! Fast könnte man meinen, der Geist einer grottenschlechten Bianca Schrifstellerin wäre plötzlich in Nick Hornby gefahren. Für alle, die das nicht kennen - das sind diese dünnen gebundenen Schundheftln, die früher als Frauenliteratur propagiert wurden. Was für ein kitschiger Scheissdreck am Ende auf diese anfängliche wundervolle Ironie! Dem Herrn Hornby sind schlussendlich sprichwörtlich nicht nur die spitzen Zähne sondern gleich auch die messerscharfe Zunge rausgefallen. Damit der altersheimgerechte schale Brei aus Schmonzette für das gehinamputierte romantikaffine Publikum mit Realitätsverweigerung besser verdaulich ist. Fazit: 2,5 Sterne aufgerundet auf 3 weil doch 250 Seiten sehr gut und nur 100 schlecht waren.

  13. 5 out of 5

    Jodi

    Nick Hornby is at his best when he writes about music. He has that inexplicable ability to convey what music means in a way that seems incredibly personal to him and yet universal at the same time. He’s so good when he writes about music that it often seems like he’s the first one to express that thought in such a wonderful way. He’s not so good at writing about relationships, which is why Juliet, Naked is about 50% great, 50% total crap, and 100% frustrating. First of all, if this book were writ Nick Hornby is at his best when he writes about music. He has that inexplicable ability to convey what music means in a way that seems incredibly personal to him and yet universal at the same time. He’s so good when he writes about music that it often seems like he’s the first one to express that thought in such a wonderful way. He’s not so good at writing about relationships, which is why Juliet, Naked is about 50% great, 50% total crap, and 100% frustrating. First of all, if this book were written by Nicolette Hornby it’d have a pink cover and there’d be some shoes and probably a shopping bag featured prominently. This is what I like to call “dick lit” which is really just chick lit written by a man. Instead of being about shopping, fucked up women who want a man, and the men they chase, it’s about rock & roll, fucked up men with commitment problems, and the women who want them despite all that. More >>

  14. 4 out of 5

    Trin

    You can really tell that it's been 15 years since Nick Hornby wrote High Fidelity, and I mean that in the best possible way. Though I've always liked Hornby's writing--he's funny, he creates rich characters and never caricatures, and he's one of the few writers I can think of who tackles the topics of fannishness and obsession--High Fidelity, his first novel--and, according to many of my male friends, his best--has always bugged me a bit. The attitudes, especially toward women, of Rob and his fr You can really tell that it's been 15 years since Nick Hornby wrote High Fidelity, and I mean that in the best possible way. Though I've always liked Hornby's writing--he's funny, he creates rich characters and never caricatures, and he's one of the few writers I can think of who tackles the topics of fannishness and obsession--High Fidelity, his first novel--and, according to many of my male friends, his best--has always bugged me a bit. The attitudes, especially toward women, of Rob and his friends are so condescending and creepy to me, and while the book doesn't actively endorse them, it (by which I mean, its author) still seems to let them slide with a shrug and a "what can you do?" I still remember a scene toward the end of the book where one of Rob's friends is introducing his new girlfriend around, with the line [from memory, heavily paraphrased:], "She used to like Simple Minds, but she understands now why that's wrong." I find this to be an entirely accurate depiction of a lot of geeky guys' attitudes toward women, yet I can't stumble across it without Hulking out a little bit. But 15 years later, you've got Juliet, Naked, which explores the darker side of that kind of dude--and doesn't let him get away with it. The dude in question this time is Duncan, who's obsessed with the reclusive and verging-on-forgotten musician Tucker Crowe. Duncan expounds at length on Tucker Crowe internet message boards about his favorite artist, in an "everyone's entitled to their own opinion and yours is wrong" kind of way. Wrong especially, in his mind, is his girlfriend Annie, who disagrees with him about the new bare-bones release of Crowe's last recording--a disagreement that's enough to make both Annie and Duncan realize they maybe aren't in love with each other anymore. And then Tucker Crowe starts emailing Annie. What impresses me so much about Hornby is that he understands the internet, and fannishness, and obsession, and regret--and not only that, he captures all of them really well. He understands people, and his warm, funny prose easily carries the narrative past some of the more Dickensian plot points. (I know from reading Hornby's Believer columns that he's a big fan of Chuck D., so I'm sure he'd be happy to hear that.) This book is a much more mature answer to High Fidelity, and I think it's easily my favorite of his novels to date. I really, really liked it--not enough to write thousands of words dissecting its every nuance on the internet, but I think we can all agree that that is ultimately a good thing.

  15. 4 out of 5

    Kelly (and the Book Boar)

    Annie, Duncan and Tucker find themselves in a strange love triangle. Annie and Duncan have been a couple for 15 years, but Duncan's obsession with former rock star Tucker Crowe has always been an issue. Now after years of being a recluse, an acoustic version of Tucker's famous album "Juliet" has been released, fanning the flames of Duncan's fanboy web postings - and making Annie question their relationship more than ever. Add in Tucker emailing Annie and this threesome just got a little more com Annie, Duncan and Tucker find themselves in a strange love triangle. Annie and Duncan have been a couple for 15 years, but Duncan's obsession with former rock star Tucker Crowe has always been an issue. Now after years of being a recluse, an acoustic version of Tucker's famous album "Juliet" has been released, fanning the flames of Duncan's fanboy web postings - and making Annie question their relationship more than ever. Add in Tucker emailing Annie and this threesome just got a little more complicated. Oh Nick Hornby, I adore you, but this was not one of your best books. The story was just a little flat, the humor a little thin. Although the last few pages give a smidge of redemption, it was just a little too little too late. Annie, Duncan and Tucker were just all too whiny for my liking (and this is coming from the girl who LOVED the story about a group of suicidals by the same author). To use the British vernacular, they were all three kind of wankers.

  16. 4 out of 5

    Kaloyana

    Любимата ми книга на Ник Хорнби! Не бях чела нищо негово скоро и тази ми подейства ужасно добре. И пак имам любим герой, който ми напомня на Ричард Кац от Свобода на Франзен. Този път се казва Тъкър Кроу. В романа има много взаимоотношения с през проблемите на сегашното време. Има музика и разни други мои си неща. Готина история, супер роман. Истината за даден човек винаги е разочароваща. Трябва да призная, че никога не успях да разбера какво е двама души да си пасват (...) Събираме се с други хор Любимата ми книга на Ник Хорнби! Не бях чела нищо негово скоро и тази ми подейства ужасно добре. И пак имам любим герой, който ми напомня на Ричард Кац от Свобода на Франзен. Този път се казва Тъкър Кроу. В романа има много взаимоотношения с през проблемите на сегашното време. Има музика и разни други мои си неща. Готина история, супер роман. Истината за даден човек винаги е разочароваща. Трябва да призная, че никога не успях да разбера какво е двама души да си пасват (...) Събираме се с други хора, защото сме еднакви или различни, и накрая се разделяме по абсолютно същите причини. Той бе от първите възмутени, когато държавата започваше да се намесва твърде много в личния живот на хората, но дали в случаи като този не бе необходима всъщност малко повече намеса? Къде са им предпазните огради и обезопасителните мрежи? Пречат ти да скачаш от мостове, да пушиш, да притежаваш оръжие, да станеш гинеколог. Как така ти позволяват да напуснеш една стабилна, функционираща връзка? Не би трябвало. Ако новата му връзка не потръгнеше след година, той можеше да се окаже бездомен, безработен алкохолик. Което щеше да се отрази на здравето му много по-пагубно от пакет Марлборо. Малкълм замълча. Ани знаеше, че терапевтите, използват такава техника – ако мълчат достатъчно дълго, накрая обектът на терапията ще изкрещи: Спах с баща си!, и всички ще се разотидат доволни. Трябва да те предупредя за нещо Дънкън: нямам намерение да воювам за теб. Далаверата с теб е, че за теб не трябва да се воюва. Ти си моята опция за спокоен живот. В момента, в който престанеш да бъдеш това, вече не си опция за нищо. Опитът само ти позволява да бездействаш с чиста съвест. Опитът е силно надценено качество. Прозренията малко приличат на новогодишните обещания. Човек просто ги забравя. Последователното придържане към лъжата я правеше да изглежда все по-достоверна, така, както когато много хора минават през едно място, се образува пътека. Не можеш да обичаш непознати хора, ако не си Христос. Някои талантливи хора не ценят таланта си, защото им идва лесно, а хората не ценят нещата, които им идват лесно. Неспособността да изразяваме чувствата си правилно е една от вечните ни трагедии. Истината за живота е, че нищо не е приключило, докато умреш и оставиш след себе си куп недовършени сюжети.

  17. 4 out of 5

    unknown

    Pop culture references, check. Rock music obsession, check. A cast of adult males who act like stunted children, check. Yup, this is a Nick Hornby novel, all right. It's also his most entertaining book in quite a while, even if it is a retread of his most successful books (that would be High Fidelity and About a Boy). But then, I was no fan of How to Be Good or A Long Way Down, two books in which he tried to do something different. It's not that I love the original formula that much; it just doe Pop culture references, check. Rock music obsession, check. A cast of adult males who act like stunted children, check. Yup, this is a Nick Hornby novel, all right. It's also his most entertaining book in quite a while, even if it is a retread of his most successful books (that would be High Fidelity and About a Boy). But then, I was no fan of How to Be Good or A Long Way Down, two books in which he tried to do something different. It's not that I love the original formula that much; it just doesn't work for me when he strays from the path. Anyway, there's a lot of fun stuff here, from a skewering of overenthusiastic art criticism to fake Wikipedia pages, and even though it's pretty clear where the story is going, it's an amusing book. It's also thoughtful; there are passages about the way time can pass without you realizing that your life is passing you by, and suddenly you have wasted a decade in a relationship you knew really didn't have a future but were too listless to get yourself out of. That was... depressing actually. But it made me happy to be in a relationship I think does have a future at the same time. Which was... balming. Balmy? Not in a scent way. But the soothing. One thing I do find annoying any time I read a book about a made-up rock legend is that I can't listen to the made-up songs that are described with such reverence. Because they don't exist. Why don't your stupid fake songs exist, Nick Hornby? (Exception to the rule: King Dork, which included said fake songs at the end of the audiobook version. Dreams shattered; they were very annoying.)

  18. 4 out of 5

    Semjon

    Es gibt Bücher, die unterhalten einen mäßig. Andere findet man einfach nicht gut. Und einige wenige machen einen richtig wütend, da sie von unterirdischer Qualität sind oder man einfach maßlos enttäuscht wurde. Juliet, nacked gehörte definitiv zur letzten Kategorie bei mir. Ich schätze Nick Hornby sehr als Autor, der liebevoll über (seine) Obsessionen schreiben kann. Das meiner Ansicht nach beste Buch über Fußball stammt aus seiner Feder. Fever Pitch. Und auch seine Musikbesessenheit hat er herv Es gibt Bücher, die unterhalten einen mäßig. Andere findet man einfach nicht gut. Und einige wenige machen einen richtig wütend, da sie von unterirdischer Qualität sind oder man einfach maßlos enttäuscht wurde. Juliet, nacked gehörte definitiv zur letzten Kategorie bei mir. Ich schätze Nick Hornby sehr als Autor, der liebevoll über (seine) Obsessionen schreiben kann. Das meiner Ansicht nach beste Buch über Fußball stammt aus seiner Feder. Fever Pitch. Und auch seine Musikbesessenheit hat er hervorragend in High Fidelity zu Papier gebracht. Wenn es aber um Beziehungen geht, schwächelt er schon. Von ernste Lebenskrisen würde er besser die Finger weglassen. Daher befanden sich About a Boy, How to be good und vor allem A Long way down bei mir auf dem absteigenden Ast. Juliet nacked fängt gut an, wenn er das Pärchen Duncan und Annie beschreibt, wie sie auf den Spuren des Singer Songwriter Tucker Crowe sich bewegen, der seit 20 Jahren untergetaucht ist. Hätte das Buch Duncans Besessenheit von seinem Lieblingsmusiker und dessen Desinteresse an der Wiedererhaltung von Popularität zum Leitmotiv gehabt, dann wäre aus dem Buch etwas geworden. Stattdessen wird Duncan als der verhaltensauffällige infantile Oberlooser überzeichnet, eine Beziehungskrise mit Annie breit getreten, garniert mit billigen Witzen über midlife crisis und ein Star, der seinen Leben noch weniger im Griff hat als sein treuester Fan, der auf hanebüchene Weise in kürzester Zeit von der Versenkung kommend eine Affäre über den Atlantik hinweg ausgerechnet mit Annie beginnt und dann auf dem Niveau einer 50er Jahre deutschen Filmkomödie den Super-Fan begegnet. Das ist an Kitsch, Trivialität und Niveaulosigkeit kaum zu überbieten. Dialoge, denen ich, würde ich sie im Zug neben mir hören, mit dem sofortigen Kopfhöreraufsetzen begegnen würde. Ehrlich, Nick Hornby, es hätte wirklich schön werden können, warum dieser Klamauk?

  19. 5 out of 5

    Oystergirl

    I am not much of a reviewer. My reviews tend to entail saying “That was awesome” or “That was ok”. I’m pretty good at rating things, x out of 5 stars or whatever. Unless there’s some ambivalence or caveat, which there often is. I guess I’m not so good at rating things. When I do come across something I loved and want to share, I tend to cite quotes and passages as a way to tell people why they need to read/watch the intended work. Because I prize comedy above all else, funny, stand-alone, microco I am not much of a reviewer. My reviews tend to entail saying “That was awesome” or “That was ok”. I’m pretty good at rating things, x out of 5 stars or whatever. Unless there’s some ambivalence or caveat, which there often is. I guess I’m not so good at rating things. When I do come across something I loved and want to share, I tend to cite quotes and passages as a way to tell people why they need to read/watch the intended work. Because I prize comedy above all else, funny, stand-alone, microcosmic passages are often enough. Not always, though. Like right now. I am faced with a dilemma. I have just read an amazing book by a writer who apparently only writes amazing things that I think everyone should read. And in this case, stand-alone passages won’t do, because it’s the intricacies of the text, all the things in it that interlace, that create its best moments. On several occasions while reading Nick Hornby’s new novel, "Juliet, Naked", I was compulsed to stop reading and laugh “with inappropriate volume and vigor, and at preposterous length” (as a character in the book once did). Sometimes I had to put the book down for fear of laughing it out of my grasp. Then I would pause, compose myself, read the bit again, and laugh again, slightly less vigorously. Then I would continue reading. It was these moments, these moments of sheer beauty, that I wanted to share, that I want everyone to experience. But the thing is, they cannot be captured, explained outside of their context. These moments are developed upon and developed upon throughout the course of the story, so subtly you don’t notice until you’re dropping the book from laughing. These moments are so joyously experienced because of everything else that you read up to that point. So you see, a mere passage would invariably fail in trying to convince you—yes YOU—why you need to read this book. There are passages that stand on their own just fine, of course; e.g.: "He put the hot dogs in the shopping cart and then took them out again. What percentage of smart girls were vegetarian? It couldn’t be as high as fifty, right? So the chances were that she ate meat. He put them back in the cart. The trouble was that even young female carnivores wouldn’t eat red meat. Well, hot dogs were pinky orange. Did pinky orange count as red? He was pretty sure the strange hue was chemical rather than sanguine. Vegetarians could eat chemicals, right?" I guess I should qualify, for those of you who don’t prize comedy above all else, that this was not your average mere laughing at a joke kind of laughter, nor was laughter my only physical/verbal/visceral response to the novel. It is the kind of laughter and response you are rewarded with when you let a writer take you down a path they made, and you follow them unquestioningly, and you might get lost, but you trust them, and they show you so many things about art and life and humanity that are funny and absurd and beautiful and obnoxious and real. And they pull you along, and you follow, and you listen to every word they say and look at every sight they point out, until they have you wrapped around their fingers and their brains and their pens. You lose your will you follow them so strong, and then it all pays off, because they show you the most artsy and alive and human thing you can imagine. And you laugh, you laugh a whole lot, and any nervousness about following them is gone, because you’ve been rewarded, and your soul pulses in a rush of ripe elan, and you love it, and you love it, and you keep following, because you know they’ll give you even more. And they do. That is why you—yes, YOU—should read Juliet, Naked by Nick Hornby. It’s Not A Book; It’s An Experience. 5 out of 5 stars.

  20. 4 out of 5

    Donna Radcliff

    When I started this book, I didn't really didn't care for it, but it wasn't so bad that I couldn't finish it. Then, somewhere close to the middle, I suddenly realized I really liked Juliet, Naked. I don't know how it happened, but there you go. The three main characters are Annie, a young woman closing in on forty who gave up 15 (and her most fertile)years to Duncan whom she never was really all that in love with anyway. Duncan is a rather boring, nerdy professor and an obsessive devotee to Tuck When I started this book, I didn't really didn't care for it, but it wasn't so bad that I couldn't finish it. Then, somewhere close to the middle, I suddenly realized I really liked Juliet, Naked. I don't know how it happened, but there you go. The three main characters are Annie, a young woman closing in on forty who gave up 15 (and her most fertile)years to Duncan whom she never was really all that in love with anyway. Duncan is a rather boring, nerdy professor and an obsessive devotee to Tucker Crowe, an 80's rock n roller who walked away from his career, and life, after releasing his most well received album Juliet, Naked. Now closing in on 60, Tucker has two, soon to be three, ex-wives,too many ex-girlfriends, and 5 kids, of which only one has known him as a real dad. And he doesn't know what to do with any of them. Connecting through a Tucker Crowe fan-site, Annie and Tucker begin an email relationship that naturally leads them to meet each other when he comes to England. There's a lot of humor, sadness, regrets, anger and bitterness (the anger and bitterness mostly from the ex's and kids). I ended up rereading the first part of the book with a much better understanding of what Hornby was trying to say. I definitely will read more of his work.

  21. 5 out of 5

    Wingedbeaver

    Only Nick Hornby could make me want to listen to a musician who doesn't exist. Hornby's descriptions of his fabled character and his genius albums made me want to download all his music on to my IPod, but I had to keep reminding myself that there is no Tucker Crowe, there is no "Juliet". I became so invested in the characters and their music obsessions that I wanted to hear it too, I wanted to be able to make my own decision on Crowe's legacy. Outside the music Hornby makes great points about wha Only Nick Hornby could make me want to listen to a musician who doesn't exist. Hornby's descriptions of his fabled character and his genius albums made me want to download all his music on to my IPod, but I had to keep reminding myself that there is no Tucker Crowe, there is no "Juliet". I became so invested in the characters and their music obsessions that I wanted to hear it too, I wanted to be able to make my own decision on Crowe's legacy. Outside the music Hornby makes great points about what the word success means and what it means to each of us. He also comments on the craze of celebrity that has overtaken society and what it says about who were are as people. I want to say that this is Hornby's best work since High Fidelity, but after thinking about it for a few weeks I might feel different and realize it isn't that good at all just his newest work and it was more that I wanted it to be his best then actually being his best and then it will be to late because this will already be posted for everyone to read and I won't be able to take it back and I'll feel stupid, so I'll just say I liked it.

  22. 4 out of 5

    Georg

    My personal Nick Hornby career was literally “A Long Way Down”. 5 stars for “High Fidelity”, 4 stars for “About a Boy”, 3 for “Fever Pitch” (ok, the book was better but I don’t like Arsenal), 2 for “A Long Way Down” and one for “Slam”. So why did I buy (and read) “Naked”? First because I was curious what would come next after one star. Second because someone from my NY-community told me that Neil Young had a short appearance in “Naked” as he had in “High Fidelity”. If only with “Farmer John” fro My personal Nick Hornby career was literally “A Long Way Down”. 5 stars for “High Fidelity”, 4 stars for “About a Boy”, 3 for “Fever Pitch” (ok, the book was better but I don’t like Arsenal), 2 for “A Long Way Down” and one for “Slam”. So why did I buy (and read) “Naked”? First because I was curious what would come next after one star. Second because someone from my NY-community told me that Neil Young had a short appearance in “Naked” as he had in “High Fidelity”. If only with “Farmer John” from the “Ragged Glory” album, but more than nothing. And this time I was not disappointed. Admittedly the story is a little far-fetched and constructed and reminds me of some Hollywood plots for the X-mas season (my suggestion: Jack Nicholson as Tucker and Renée Zellweger as Annie). And there is this kind of bourgeois message that only parenthood and hard work give your life any meaning (“The two biggest parts of a man’s life were his family and his work,…”, p. 225). But there are wonderful episodes and characters that are really funny just like in “High Fidelity”. First of all (though only as a supporting actor) Malcolm the judgemental psychiatrist who drives Annie crazy with his grandfatherly advice. “Malcolm went quiet. Annie knew that this was a technique analysts were supposed to use. If they waited long enough, then the person undergoing analysis would eventually shout out “I slept with my father!” and everyone could go home.” (p. 83) Then there is this Tucker Crowe fan-club on the internet (the so-called “Crowologists”) which only consists of superstitious (and patronizing!) retards who would not even recognize their idol if he came to visit them singing “You And Your Perfect Life” (Tucker’s most famous song). And – last but not least – there is Terry who leads a museum but should be exposed there as the most stupid. “All the more to have a drink, then. Always helps me, when I’m under the weather.” [Terry:] “He’s not under the weather,” said Annie. “He’s a recovering alcoholic.” “Oh, you’d just be normal here. When in Rome and all that.” (p. 233)

  23. 5 out of 5

    Guido

    Un libro divertente e, a tratti, commovente. Niente di straordinario, se conoscete "Alta fedeltà" - indubbiamente questo non raggiunge quelle vette, ma il terreno, quello della commedia romantica/musicale, è quello su cui Hornby si trova più a suo agio, e si vede. Alcune pagine sono meno brillanti di altre, ma l'esperienza dell'autore lo aiuta a evitare la noia. Mi sono piaciuti tantissimo i personaggi, in particolare Tucker Crowe, ex cantante in piena crisi personale e professionale, e Annie, c Un libro divertente e, a tratti, commovente. Niente di straordinario, se conoscete "Alta fedeltà" - indubbiamente questo non raggiunge quelle vette, ma il terreno, quello della commedia romantica/musicale, è quello su cui Hornby si trova più a suo agio, e si vede. Alcune pagine sono meno brillanti di altre, ma l'esperienza dell'autore lo aiuta a evitare la noia. Mi sono piaciuti tantissimo i personaggi, in particolare Tucker Crowe, ex cantante in piena crisi personale e professionale, e Annie, che a un certo punto deve scegliere dei libri per una persona che non conosce e finisce per comportarsi esattamente come farei io. Notevole anche il piccolo Jackson, così ben caratterizzato da poterne prevedere fobie ed esclamazioni; le sue conversazioni col padre sono molto realistiche. Insomma, "Tutta un'altra musica" non è un capolavoro, ma è gradevole e ben pensato, e dotato di quell'atmosfera tipica di Hornby, fatta di lievi risate e dolci malinconie. Hornby conosce benissimo le complicazioni della vita di coppia, e sa farci riflettere sui nostri comportamenti in situazioni simili, senza presunzione. Spero che continui su questa strada, è quella che conosce meglio, e non è detto che prima o poi non trovi l'ispirazione per un altro romanzo del calibro di "Alta fedeltà"...

  24. 5 out of 5

    Pete W

    You may wonder what the point is in reviewing books one doesn't like. In this particular case the point is saving you the precious moments you might have spent reading this tedious composition of utter dross. I understand that Nick Hornby is one of the most popular writers in the UK, which shows I probably don't understand much. I've never read any of his other books, and after reading this, never will. To the point (which is, I hasten to mention, something this book does not find itself in posses You may wonder what the point is in reviewing books one doesn't like. In this particular case the point is saving you the precious moments you might have spent reading this tedious composition of utter dross. I understand that Nick Hornby is one of the most popular writers in the UK, which shows I probably don't understand much. I've never read any of his other books, and after reading this, never will. To the point (which is, I hasten to mention, something this book does not find itself in possession of): This is a book in which some dull, neurotic, misdirected characters indulge in a dull, neurotic, misdirected adventure in middle-aged stupidity. If the basic premise of the book (an over-the-hill once-famous songwriter meeting an over-the-hill museum curator on the internet) wasn't dire enough, the way that Hornby manages to make the reader feel as if he is celebrating neurosis and emotionally stunted characters will soon put you off this story. The sad thing is that Hornby can write. He has wit, he has sparkle. He just lacks maturity, wisdom and anything resembling profound insight. It took me almost two weeks to read this slim volume. I did so that you won't have to: avoid.

  25. 5 out of 5

    James

    There seems to be a school of thought that unless Nick Hornby conjures up another fever pitch or high fidelity what's the point? Seems rather unfair to the writer and in this particular case would mean missing out on a fine funny novel. Everyone knows an obsessive like Duncan and everyone has felt like Ann wondering where their life went and is it to late. I like that the book comes up with a resounding no it isn't. It probably is but that's the great thing about fiction. Umm reading the above I There seems to be a school of thought that unless Nick Hornby conjures up another fever pitch or high fidelity what's the point? Seems rather unfair to the writer and in this particular case would mean missing out on a fine funny novel. Everyone knows an obsessive like Duncan and everyone has felt like Ann wondering where their life went and is it to late. I like that the book comes up with a resounding no it isn't. It probably is but that's the great thing about fiction. Umm reading the above I need to give myself a stern talking to about cutting Nick some slack.

  26. 4 out of 5

    Grace Tjan

    In Juliet, Naked, Nick Hornby returns to his favorite stock character: the emotionally stunted fanboy. He’s considerably older, though, and somehow more distasteful in his petty obsessiveness, perhaps because we are finally allowed to see him through the eyes of the long-suffering woman who wasted the best years of her life hanging around him. Duncan’s obsession with Tucker Crowe, an obscure singer-songwriter who has not released any new material after his seminal 1986 album, Juliet, is not just In Juliet, Naked, Nick Hornby returns to his favorite stock character: the emotionally stunted fanboy. He’s considerably older, though, and somehow more distasteful in his petty obsessiveness, perhaps because we are finally allowed to see him through the eyes of the long-suffering woman who wasted the best years of her life hanging around him. Duncan’s obsession with Tucker Crowe, an obscure singer-songwriter who has not released any new material after his seminal 1986 album, Juliet, is not just a weekend hobby. He drags Annie, his live-in girlfriend of 15 years, through obscure corners of America in a voyeuristic quest for his reclusive idol. At one point in their trip, Duncan asks Annie to take a photo of him pretending to pee in a smelly rock club restroom where he thinks something pivotal had happened to Crowe. Annie is glad that the toilet couldn’t talk, because otherwise, “Duncan would have wanted to chat to it all night”. It doesn’t get better back home; Duncan is also a self-appointed world-class ‘Crowologist’ who spends an inordinate amount of time on his website about the singer with his fellow obsessives. They have no time for marriage and children, and now, herself pushing forty, Annie feels that her chance for happiness has withered away along with their dead-end relationship. When Crowe unexpectedly releases a demo tape of Juliet (subsequently known as Juliet, Naked by fans), Annie gets her double chance at revenge: first by listening to the album ahead of Duncan (unthinkable!), and then by writing a negative review of it on Duncan’s website (how dare you!). Duncan considers her lack of appreciation for the new album to be a fatal moral failing and leaves her for another woman. Surprisingly, the great Tucker Crowe himself agrees with Annie’s assessment and begins to write confessional emails to her, divulging nuggets of information that Duncan would give his right hand for. His own marriage failing, Crowe heads to England to visit one of his numerous children from former relationships, taking his youngest with him. Then, in a bid to escape reunion with assorted abandoned children and ex-spouses, he goes to stay with Annie in Gooleness, the dreary coastal town where Annie and Duncan live. Will Annie find a second chance with Crowe? Will Duncan be cured of his obsession after meeting his all-too-human idol in the flesh? Will serial husband /absentee father Crowe finally gets it right? If this were an earlier Hornby novel, say High Fidelity, or About a Boy, the answer to these questions (after a certain amount of angst) would be a resounding Yes. But we are in a different territory here. The landscapes of middle age are different from those of early adulthood, and some people are probably just too set on their way to tread another path. I am giving this novel four stars, but actually it’s more like three and a half stars. Hornby is in a fine form here, but the ending somehow feels anticlimactic after so much build up earlier on, and some parts with Crowe and Annie feel redundant to the point of dullness. There is no laugh-out-loud moments, instead, the humor comes from Hornby's ribbing of the internet fanboy culture and the earnest errors that it propagates. "Dear God", indeed.

  27. 5 out of 5

    Armin

    Mitleidsdreier für einen klinischen Fall von Selbstsabotage, von mir auch aus Kompromiss zwischen 60% in denen das Buch auf dem Weg zu vier Sternen war, ehe der Autor, geradezu reflexartig alles ruinieren musste. Nick Hornby kann einfach nicht anders, dabei versprach der Anfang Fortschritte in allen Bereichen, auch wegen der gelungenen Integration des Internets und seiner Möglichkeiten in die Gesamtkonstellation. Der rechthaberische Experte auf einem vollkommen marginalen Gebiet und Langweiler in Mitleidsdreier für einen klinischen Fall von Selbstsabotage, von mir auch aus Kompromiss zwischen 60% in denen das Buch auf dem Weg zu vier Sternen war, ehe der Autor, geradezu reflexartig alles ruinieren musste. Nick Hornby kann einfach nicht anders, dabei versprach der Anfang Fortschritte in allen Bereichen, auch wegen der gelungenen Integration des Internets und seiner Möglichkeiten in die Gesamtkonstellation. Der rechthaberische Experte auf einem vollkommen marginalen Gebiet und Langweiler in allen übrigen Lebensbereichen wird von Anfang an ebenso relativiert wie seine Leiden. Statt dessen tritt die Mangelerfahrung seiner Lebensgefährtin, die sich um 15 Jahre und ein Kind betrogen fühlt, schnell in den Vordergrund ohne je so lästig zu werden wie in HF. Und dann entzaubert NH auch noch früh das Mysterium um den abgetauchten Rockstar, der einfach nicht die Kurve kriegen kann, allenfalls die nächste Braut, möglicherweise genau die Annie, die sich mittels des Drahts zur Rock-Ikone ihres Ex für den Betrug schadlos halten kann. Und nachdem Annie auf dem heimischen Markt die ultimative Enttäuschung erlebt hat, macht sich Tucker Crowe wirklich auf den Weg nach England, erleidet dort einen Herzinfarkt, Gelegenheit für den Autor das Geheimnis hinter dem spontanen Abbruch der Karriere aufzuklären, besonders genossen habe ich die Stelle, an der das ganze Juliet-Album als die Poserei entlarvt wird als die mir dieses ganze Pseudo-Jung-Dylan-Getue die ganze Zeit über vorgekommen ist. Leider verliert der Autor danach das Interesse an der Geschichte und seinem Personal und produziert nur noch ziemlich fades Geschreibsel. Auch wenn der Forentroll, der bei jeder unpassenden Gelegenheit seinen Lieblingsstar anpreisen muss, eine gelungene Randnotiz darstellt, gerade im Hinblick auf gewisse Morrissey-Fans, die schon zu den (Prä-Internet)Glanzzeiten ihres Lieblings einen besonders schlechten Ruf weg hatten. (view spoiler)[ Trotz aller inhaltlichen Begeisterung über diese durchaus erwünschte Eröffnung, beweist NH ein extrem schlechtes Timing mit der zu frühen Lüftung des Geheimnisses, die Erklärung für seine Ausweichbewegungen gegenüber der ältesten Tochter wäre deutlich weiter hinten viel besser untergebracht gewesen, so klafft im letzten Drittel ein Riesenmotivationsloch, zumal die Begegnung Tucker-Duncan ja nicht viel hergibt. (hide spoiler)] Auf irgendeiner Metaebene kann man das letzte Drittel natürlich auch als Vorwegnahme der Enttäuschungen von Tuckers Comeback hochstilisieren und darob einen Extralobpreis auf NHs Künstlertum des Scheiterns anstimmen, aber vor den abschließenden Posts im Crowe-Forum liefert das Buch nur einen Wühlkiste von losen Fäden und halb verstrickem oder verhäkeltem Garn. Sogar die Armseligkeit der von Annie betrauten Ausstellung hätte eine bessere Beschreibung verdient, selbst wenn man sich um das Zusammensein zwischen Annie und Tucker drumherum drückt, ob aus britischer Prüderie oder sonstigem Unvermögen.

  28. 4 out of 5

    Melanie

    Loved, loved, loved this book. I couldn't put it down. I read About a Boy back when I was a junior in high school (gosh, about 8 years ago?) and I loved it. I can't believe that I hadn't picked up another Nick Hornby novel until now. I got this book at the Book Expo in NYC back at the end of May. It was the last "uncorrected proof" or whatever that the publisher had - I feel so lucky that I was able to snag it! Anyway, Juliet, Naked is hilarious, straightforward, and original. I love Hornby's st Loved, loved, loved this book. I couldn't put it down. I read About a Boy back when I was a junior in high school (gosh, about 8 years ago?) and I loved it. I can't believe that I hadn't picked up another Nick Hornby novel until now. I got this book at the Book Expo in NYC back at the end of May. It was the last "uncorrected proof" or whatever that the publisher had - I feel so lucky that I was able to snag it! Anyway, Juliet, Naked is hilarious, straightforward, and original. I love Hornby's style - he is completely readable, says things just like they are, and isn't pretentious and doesn't take himself too seriously. Some of my favorite quotes: page 120: "She stopped typing. If she'd been using pen and paper, she would have screwed the paper up in disgust, but there wasn't a satisfying equivalent with email. seeing that everything was designed to stop you making a mistake. She needed a fuck-it key, something that made a satisfying ka-boom noise when you thumped it." page 124: "If one were to imagine, for the sake of argument, that jigsaw pieces had thoughts and feelings, then it was possible to imagine them saying to themselves, 'I'm going to stay here. Where else would I go?' And if another jigsaw piece came along, offering its tabs and blanks enticingly in an attempt to lure one of the pieces away, it would be easy to resist temptation. 'Look,' the object of the seducer's admiration would say, 'you're a piece of a phone booth, and I'm the face of Mary, Queen of Scots. We just wouldn't look right together.' And that would be that." page 139-40: "Malcolm went quiet. Annie knew that this was a technique analysts were supposed to use: if they waited long enough, then the person undergoing analysis would eventually shout out 'I slept with my father!' and everyone could go home."

  29. 4 out of 5

    Alicia

    I've grown weary of Nick Hornby's archetypal obsessive, emotionally stunted fan boy. It was funny the first few times. The big change-up here is that we see the fan boy (Duncan) mostly through the eyes of the woman he annoys (Annie). And Duncan is obsessed with a washed-up, reclusive American songwriter named Tucker Crowe who's likened to Bob Dylan, Springsteen, and/or Leonard Cohen approximately 42 times throughout the book. Annie is a compelling character, and Nick Hornby is still a good story I've grown weary of Nick Hornby's archetypal obsessive, emotionally stunted fan boy. It was funny the first few times. The big change-up here is that we see the fan boy (Duncan) mostly through the eyes of the woman he annoys (Annie). And Duncan is obsessed with a washed-up, reclusive American songwriter named Tucker Crowe who's likened to Bob Dylan, Springsteen, and/or Leonard Cohen approximately 42 times throughout the book. Annie is a compelling character, and Nick Hornby is still a good storyteller, and it's easy to imagine this novel turned into a film. But his heavy-handed writing drives me crazy. For example: "Tucker had mentioned in his e-mail that he was single again, so...she didn't need to spell it out. (She wanted to be honest with herself, but honesty didn't mean having to complete every sentence, not when the missing subordinate clause suggested so much emptiness.)" And also: "If this conversation were a prophet, it would be one of those scary Old Testament guys, rather than gentle Jesus, meek and mild." This sentence made me want to throw the book out the window.

  30. 5 out of 5

    Sarah

    There was a book that also came out last year called "The Song Is You", which touched on similar themes of music and obsession. I strongly disliked it. The themes fare much better in Nick Hornby's hands. Even his fanatics have their sympathetic sides. I feel more for his characters because they feel more like real people. It's to his credit that the one scene that I dreaded as inevitable never happened, and much better scenes happened instead. As always, his prose seems effortless. If the goal of There was a book that also came out last year called "The Song Is You", which touched on similar themes of music and obsession. I strongly disliked it. The themes fare much better in Nick Hornby's hands. Even his fanatics have their sympathetic sides. I feel more for his characters because they feel more like real people. It's to his credit that the one scene that I dreaded as inevitable never happened, and much better scenes happened instead. As always, his prose seems effortless. If the goal of makeup is to make it seem like you're not wearing makeup but you woke with a healthy glow, Hornby does the same with what are no doubt carefully chosen words. I can't remember the last time I read four hundred pages in a day and a half.

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