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A review by theliteraryteapot
Kim Jiyoung, née en 1982 by Cho Nam-joo
emotional
informative
reflective
sad
4.0
Kim Jiyoung, born 1982 tells the story of one woman and the story of every women. It tells us what it is like to be a woman in a patriarchal society. But it specifically tells us about what it is like to be a South Korean woman in a South Korean patriarchal society. Though I had already heard a little about the social issues people, particularly women, are facing, I learned quite a bit as the author facts and statistics throughout the decades.
I saw many having a difficult time with that kind of dry writing. I loved it. (I read a French translated version). And I thought there was emotion in the writing, anger definitely, but also that feeling of being mentally exhausted. To me, the writing feels dry and rather general (in the sense that it tells a story without getting too much into psychological analysis of the characters) mainly in the first three parts of the novel, when Kim Jiyoung was growing up. It feels as if the character feels numb to what is happening/what she's going through. When she gets to college and when she gets her first job, I could feel the writing being less dry, and more aggressive. I could feel the anger, a need to shout, to scream about how hurt women are. The need for a voice to be heard.
I saw many having a difficult time with that kind of dry writing. I loved it. (I read a French translated version). And I thought there was emotion in the writing, anger definitely, but also that feeling of being mentally exhausted. To me, the writing feels dry and rather general (in the sense that it tells a story without getting too much into psychological analysis of the characters) mainly in the first three parts of the novel, when Kim Jiyoung was growing up. It feels as if the character feels numb to what is happening/what she's going through. When she gets to college and when she gets her first job, I could feel the writing being less dry, and more aggressive. I could feel the anger, a need to shout, to scream about how hurt women are. The need for a voice to be heard.