I thought the opening to the ‘lobster story’ was excellent. Cool visions of almost hellish nightmare, my idea of hell, confusion, and mayhem and pandemonium. Bodies struggling… i kept thinking this is what hell might be like. if it were a real place. i like the descriptions and reminded me of some trashy place with forgotten souls, much like hell, a place for sea creatures to waste away in their own misery. Thinking of it, i like the manatee a lot, covered in trash and things. like a nice 80s horror film/fantasy b movie scene, in a side street alley and neon signs and newspapers blowing in the wind.
The descriptions were vivid and fun. Moody, dark. I liked how the lobster was so persistent and inquisitive to find out answers. Its an absurd idea at first, the whole idea of the story, a lobster that describes his history of thrown into a boiling pot of water… ends up in a new place with a suit on him. A fresh new face in a sad world. I’m still wondering about the last sentence. to me it means he goes back into the water obviously, but what will happen to him? what will he see in the deep waters?
It has some religious themes, elements, and thoughts on life. It has a lot in a short tale, well paced, plenty of changes, desire of the main character, and conclusion. that i felt was uplifting and yet unknown. but mostly uplifting. the lobster in the suit as an image is absurd and pleasant, iconic in a way, and he is a good lobster to want to learn about from the story…
but, i’m not a critic or especially gifted in interpreting books and talking about them, but it was a nice read. an adventure of sorts, and just strange enough.
i wonder if you are expressing yourself through the lobster, loss of love, non belief in the bible, and deciding to think for yourself. A coming of age in a way. But i found myself thinking about my own disbelief in the bible, and i cannot say ive been cheated on, but i felt like id know how it would feel.
Everything in this book is by design, there are no accidents. However people will intrepret parts differently. I really believe in the beginning being synonomous with hell. an accurate description of my own dreams i have actually had the same ideas…”