Here I Am
Jonathan Safran Foer
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A monumental new novel from the bestselling author of Everything Is Illuminated and Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
In the book of Genesis, when God calls out, “Abraham!” before ordering him to sacrifice his son, Isaac, Abraham responds, “Here I am.” Later, when Isaac calls out, “My father!” before asking him why there is no animal to slaughter, Abraham responds, “Here I am.”
How do we fulfill our conflicting duties as father, husband, and son; wife and mother; child and adult? Jew and American? How can we claim our own identities when our lives are linked so closely to others’? These are the questions at the heart of Jonathan Safran Foer’s first novel in eleven years—a work of extraordinary scope and heartbreaking intimacy.
Unfolding over four tumultuous weeks in present-day Washington, D.C., Here I Am is the story of a fracturing family in a moment of crisis. As Jacob and Julia Bloch and their three sons are forced to confront the distances between the lives they think they want and the lives they are living, a catastrophic earthquake sets in motion a quickly escalating conflict in the Middle East. At stake is the meaning of home—and the fundamental question of how much aliveness one can bear.
Showcasing the same high-energy inventiveness, hilarious irreverence, and emotional urgency that readers loved in his earlier work, Here I Am is Foer’s most searching, hard-hitting, and grandly entertaining novel yet. It not only confirms Foer’s stature as a dazzling literary talent but reveals a novelist who has fully come into his own as one of our most important writers.
From Publishers Weekly
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Here I Am
Not worth the money. Poorly developed plot. Boring!
SAVE. YOUR. MONEY.
One of the worst books I have ever read. Nonsensical stream of consciousness masquerading as intellectualism. Foer is no James Joyce. And, at best, a pseudo-intellectual. The plot rambles, the characters are unbelievable and unlikable and Foer strikes a preachy tone throughout. Foer and the publisher should be ashamed of themselves for putting out such drivel. We should all be refunded our money. At the very least, the publisher should stop printing hard copies-- what a waste of trees!