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Kurt Vonnegut presents in Fates Worse than Death a veritable cornucopia of Vonnegut's thought on what could best be summed up as perhaps "anti-theology", a manifesto for atheism that details Vonnegut's drift from conventional religion, even a tract evidencing belief in the divine held within each individual self; the Deity within each individual person present in a universe that otherwise lacks any real order. Vonnegut was never a real optimist and with just cause: he had an incredibly difficult life (he had been a prisoner of war from which he drew the title for his book Slaughterhouse-Five) and suffered from failing health, which only showed him his own mortality even more than he already knew it. Still, most readers find that in the body of Vonnegut's work there is still a glimmer of desperate hope. Vonnegut's continued search for meaning surely counts for a great deal as he balances hope and despair. Scholars and fans can read about Vonnegut's experiences during World War II and the after-effect he felt it had on him. His religious (or anti-religious) ramblings and notations are interesting and, by turns, funny and perceptive. The humor may be dark, but that does not make it any the less funny.… (more)
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Vonnegut billed this as the sequel of Palm Sunday. However, several of the themes in this book were much more satisfactorily treated in Slapstick.
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Perhaps most damning, though, is the fact that the book is filled with lots of things that are frankly pretty damn uninteresting: fascinating stories like Vonnegut's soiree in a mental facility are merely glossed over in favor of less interesting missives about, for instance, Mozambique.
Lightning doesn't quite strike twice here, though if you've read and enjoyed Palm Sunday, it's fascinating to see how Vonnegut treats his material differently in this text.
The subtitle of this book calls it "An Autobiographical Collage" and that is quite accurate. There is no plot, no single purpose that I could see running through the biographical episodes, unless it was to trace how an old satirist turned ugly. I don't mean to say that Vonnegut was a despicable old man at all, because he was still making good points about how unhappy the world is and how we could work on improving things. Except that he always ends by saying, essentially, we never will improve things because we're too lazy and too stupid.
Fans of Vonnegut will still enjoy the stories about himself and people he knew. He quotes a lot of material such as speeches he gave at various locations, and there is an Appendix of all the stuff he didn't include in order to keep things moving in the main text. People who don't know Vonnegut or who don't like his work, will probably find themselves annoyed at the constant name-dropping and the depressing tone of it all.
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Fates worse than death seems a somewhat lazy memoir. Especially the opening chapters are very conversational. The humour does not ring true. Chapters are connected by picking up the thread, focusing on a snippet of information mentioned in the previous chapter.
Having read little by this author, Kurt Vonnegut seems a one-theme author. The photo facing, preceding, the preface refers to the Second Word War, as does the last photo, on the last page of the book, showing the author roaming the German countryside, just after the war. The whole book is mainly about the author's war experience.
There are various asides from the main theme, referring to himself and the world at large in the late 1980s and early 1990s. Actually, after the first 80 pages or so, the tone of the book becomes a little bit more serious, and more interesting, although the aura of self-aggrandizing remains.