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J. Fenimore Cooper is fairly inept as far as writer's go, his characterizations are little better than flimsy cut-outs, prototypes for half-a-hundred poor action and adventure films.
The plot, particularly in the final section of the novel, descends into the frankly ridiculous.
His portrayal of the Native Americans is quite bizarre, one minute they can tell apart apparently any moccasin-wearer from any other from a faint footprint, the next they are completely taken in by a man dressed as a bear, and another dressed as a beaver (small bear or grotesquely enormous beaver?). oh and they stop in the middle of a battle to drink from the "torrent" of blood gushing from the wounded. A… Read more
1 of 1 people found the following review helpful
I feel the need to point out, before i begin, that all of my Kerouac books have been lent out to various friends of mine, and none show any signs of returning soon.
not having the text in front of me, and not having read it in a while, i can really just give my impressions; this book is a glorious and uplifting one, on the road may have been seminal, but the dharma bums is beautiful. rife with orientalism before it became a dirty new-age word, the sense of calm and direction inserted into kerouac's jitterbug style makes for a remarkably rewarding reading experience.
i read this book at a time when the whole world seemed to be conspiring against me, and it became little less than… Read more