The Moor's Last Sigh chronicles the events related to modern India. Positing deep conviction how India would be after independence, the violent, conflict-replete India, blighting the life of succeeding generation, that will in fact emerge. Prognostication about post independent India would be really violence riven and tempestuous because the doors of the Babri mosque at Ayodhya were battered down by crowds of fanatical Hindus. Manifesting the naked truth of India that is Hindu movement and fundamentalism, Sati Custom, Corruption, Poverty, and so on. ( )

I'm not up to this one--read 181 pp out of some 500--a crowd of characters, generations of families, and their odd characteristics. Told, not involving--couldn’t latch on to it. ( )

The Moor's Last Sigh is Rushdie's best book since Midnight's Children and is superior to The Ground Beneath Her Feet. Rushdie puts his spin on the multi-generational family novel. Like most such novels, it takes awhile to get the characters and families straight, but once you have the whole picture, you can begin to enjoy the magic that Rushdie is weaving through this genre. His first-person narrator ranges from funny to absurd to cruel, and Rushdie's playfulness with language is in full force here. As in Midnight's Children, Rushdie's characters are set in the context of India's turbulent history, and in typical Rushdie fashion, it isn't clear whether history is affecting the family or the family is molding history. The very end of the book seems a bit over-blown, but it's one of the few weaknesses in this very good novel ( )

...there's some mixed feelings there because it was a lot easier to let go than "Midnight's Children" - its counterpart in storyline and style. And whilst I was englufed in the story of the Zogoiby-Da Gama family, I was a bit more detached when it came to their last heir Moraes (Moor) Zogoiby, the narrator, whose own life experiences occupies about 50% of the book. He seems a rather unfinished, one sided character, defined by his double-speed aging process and his inner struggles (a reflection, I should think, of his multicultural descent, his lack of a firm sense of identity), while his mother, Aurora Zogoiby, accomplished painter and mediocre mother, is far more attractive, complex and alive.

In the end beautiful - beautifully written, it's typically rushdie-esque and much smarter people than I have commented on its themes, on the recurrence of India as a mother(land), on the recurrence of the witch woman - Parvati in "Midnight's Children", Uma Saraswati here, creator and destroyer, on the rise-and-fall story in a family, on the added realism, the accuracy of impressions on the life after The Independence. It seemes like it's all been done, but I don't think anyone does it better than Mr. Rushdie, simply because his prose, while slightly complicated and suffocating on first sight, draws you in and, once you're there, it's pretty hard to walk out. ...
there's some mixed feelings there because it was a lot easier to let go than "Midnight's Children" - its counterpart in storyline and style. And whilst I was englufed in the story of the Zogoiby-Da Gama family, I was a bit more detached when it came to their last heir Moraes (Moor) Zogoiby, the narrator, whose own life experiences occupies about 50% of the book. He seems a rather unfinished, one sided character, defined by his double-speed aging process and his inner struggles (a reflection, I should think, of his multicultural descent, his lack of a firm sense of identity), while his mother, Aurora Zogoiby, accomplished painter and mediocre mother, is far more attractive, complex and alive.

In the end beautiful - beautifully written, it's typically rushdie-esque and much smarter people than I have commented on its themes, on the recurrence of India as a mother(land), on the recurrence of the witch woman - Parvati in "Midnight's Children", Uma Saraswati here, creator and destroyer, on the rise-and-fall story in a family, on the added realism, the accuracy of impressions on the life after The Independence. It seemes like it's all been done, but I don't think anyone does it better than Mr. Rushdie, simply because his prose, while slightly complicated and suffocating on first sight, draws you in and, once you're there, it's pretty hard to walk out.

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Woah! This is a really challenging read and hard to stay with. It took me an age to get through this one but it was worth it. A good story, interesting plots and sub-plots, engaging characters, etc. just pretty dense. ( )