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5 of 5 people found the following review helpful:
3.0 out of 5 stars
Eco needs a stricter editor!, 12 Dec 2006
Eco has the fascinating ability to write about medieval Europe like no other. The book brings back to life the siege and fall of Casale, the ecclesiocratic atmosphere of the 16-17th centuries and characters as true to life as they could possibly get.
Our main character, through an unfortunate series of accidents, is stranded on this abandoned ship God knows where on the planet. and that's where the real story begins...to go wrong. Although the main idea for the book is ingenius and quite frankly, fascinating, Eco just cannot keep from rambling on about things that are not important to the story or particularly informative to the reader unless they are the type of person who reads literature strictly 'to learn about how people used to live back then'.
Although the book is very clever, it is too long, much more than Foucault's pendulum. You will not be gripped by the story unless you are a huge historical literature fan, and although I really enjoy the genre, it still failed to engage me. A lot of the extra (and quite honestly, unnecessary) information in this book could have been edited to thicken the plot or just to allow the reader to actually concentrate long enough between two pages!
I was not very satisfied at all with this book and although I was thrilled by the Name of the Rose and Foucault's Pendulum, I have to say this particular book disappointed me.
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4 of 4 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
One of my best reads ever (...therefore my obviously unbiased review), 29 Oct 2007
Okay, two things first: this is one of my favourite books that I have ever read; I am astounded by some of the poor reviews here!
Unlike as with many people, 'The Island of the Day Before' was the first Eco book that I read, and the first thing that grabbed me was his fantastic style. I know that we're reading it in the English translation (see his book of essays 'Mouse or Rat: Translation as Negotiation'), yet the prose unfurls and unfolds mesmerisingly, drawing the reader in to the novel. The narrator's tone is engaging, affectionate towards his characters, and very, very funny.
Then there's the characterisation. Roberto della Griva himself is such a brilliant creation: a sub-standard Petrach trapped on a ship writing letters to the love his life who doesn't even know he exists; an unwitting witness to some of the greatest occurrences of his age; a figure who lays bare the mixture of disillusion and enduring hope of the human existence. And, of course, we must not forget Father Casper...
So we come to the fantastic plot, or perhaps plots is more accurate. I really don't understand why some reviewers here have said that nothing happens. If anything, there is too much happening, with the flashbacks and the background detail, the stories of warring regions and the conspiracies of Cardinal Richlieu. This is as much of the story as the actual 'present' of the novel. And all these interesting and revealing episodes are framed within each other, creating a fantastic richness and depth that really draws on in.
This is really Eco's most honest novel. I can't agree with those who have labelled it especially intellectually ostentatious. In his other novels Eco can cloak his erudition and intelligence, in a way. In 'The Name of the Rose', for example, it is all wrapped up in a detective-like structure, so it really doesn't matter if all the allusions aren't noticed, or the minor details understood: by the end, it all comes together. Here, however, these reflections aren't just asides, but intergral to the novel. To say it's seld-indulgent or pretentious is completely missing the point: it is simply and completely genuine, and unashamedly so.
It is a novel of reflections; just as Roberto reflects on his life, his past and his love, what it means and where he can go from here, whilst he is trapped aboard the ship in solitude.
Buy this, read it in one go, and simply reflect on it all...
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24 of 29 people found the following review helpful:
1.0 out of 5 stars
Eco becomes Narcissus, 16 Aug 2003
Readers expect Umberto Eco to take them on a stimulating journey of discovery as his characters unravel mysteries that take them to the heart of early Western civilisation. In The Name of the Rose and Foucault's Pendulum this style worked brilliantly. In the 'The Island of the Day Before' it fails catastrophically.
Eco spends hundreds of pages wallowing in his arcane knowledge, resorting to ever more desperate ploys to show off his learning, because this book has no plot to draw out those intellectual diversions naturally. In his previous novels, the basic murder mysteries provided a focus for the reader's journey: there was a mystery to be solved, and Eco's digressions enlightened the journey. Here the trek can be focused on one thing only: the long hoped-for last page, and the reader is only sustained by the morbid fascination of whether anything interesting is really going to happen. It doesn't.
Very early on, our hero finds himself stuck on an abandoned ship off an uncharted island. His plight becomes a metaphor for that of the reader, trapped in Eco's ego with no hope of escape. I have a degree in Medieval Literature and History, but I can't find much of interest here. What hope is there for the more general reader? Never have I fallen asleep so often over a book, pummelled into intellectual insensibility.
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