Lullaby by Chuck Palahniuk

1 star

In a world where vows are worthless. Where making a pledge means nothing. Where promises are made to be broken, it would be nice to see words come back into power.

Lullaby is the first Palahniuk novel that I was able to finish, and it will probably be the last. Not that it’s bad. It was good for what it’s worth. The plot was decent and it was a light-read… but for some weird reason I had a hard time reading it on a continuous basis. I had to stop every few chapters or so because it became tiring. Not in the sense that it was difficult to read, maybe the writing style simply didn’t suit my taste. I guess Palahniuk’s books are an acquired taste, something that falls on the “either you like it or you don’t”.

The story itself was pretty good. It’s like Deathnote, only it’s not. Words becoming lethal weapons has never been as literal as it was on Lullaby. Words could literally kill. The plot was very simple and I found some chapters unnecessary. While reading, I was able to easily imagine a World War III wherein instead of guns, armies had megaphones and speakers as weapons. The culling song was the ultimate weapon for mass destruction. I couldn’t help thinking what I’d do with it if ever I found a real culling song (if one actually existed). One quote that really stuck to my mind was this:

Power corrupts. And absolute power corrupts absolutely.

It stuck because it was full of truth. Humans, when given absolute power, will eventually yield some of their morals because of it. It’s a potent entity and you’ll never know what it can do to you until you have it within your grasps. It will eat you and consume you alive until it becomes your sustenance.

However, there were some redundant quotes that slowly became irritating as the novel progressed:

These soundaholics, these quiteophobics.

I swear I wanted to cull Streator to death every time he said that. Annoying as hell! I just wanted him to STFU, but of course there was nothing I could do but read past those parts.

Overall, Lullaby was a pretty decent novel. But it convinced me enough not to buy or read another Palahniuk book. His writing style simply doesn’t sit well with me. It took me great effort to finish this thin book of his. I’m not saying you shouldn’t read this book. You should. Maybe you’ll love it more than I did. As far as my opinion goes, this kind of writing just isn’t for me. To each his own.


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