by: Fredrik Backman
Publisher: Atria Books
Format: Paperback
Source: personal
SUMMARY
Meet Ove. He’s a curmudgeon—the kind of man who points at people he dislikes as if they were burglars caught outside his bedroom window. He has staunch principles, strict routines, and a short fuse. People call him “the bitter neighbor from hell.” But must Ove be bitter just because he doesn’t walk around with a smile plastered to his face all the time?
Behind the cranky exterior there is a story and a sadness. So when one November morning a chatty young couple with two chatty young daughters move in next door and accidentally flatten Ove’s mailbox, it is the lead-in to a comical and heartwarming tale of unkempt cats, unexpected friendship, and the ancient art of backing up a U-Haul. All of which will change one cranky old man and a local residents’ association to their very foundations.
MY REVIEW
This meme really sums up how I felt when I was done reading A Man Called Ove. It has been awhile since I’ve cried all the way through a book! Backman introduces us to an elderly gentleman who just recently lost his wife. I don’t want to give anything away but from the beginning you realize what Ove is planning and the floodgates open up. Think of a mixture of Grand Torino and the Notebook. Fate plays a hand and Ove is thwarted from his plans at every turn of the page. I will just leave you with some of my favorite quotes from the book (I know you will want to read it after this!)
He was a man of black and white.
And she was color. All the color he had.
“I miss you,” he whispers.
There’s a quick gleam in the corner of Ove’s eye. He feels something soft against his arm. It takes a few seconds before he realizes that the cat is gently resting its head in the palm of his hand.
PURCHASE
