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| The Nimrod Flipout: Stories | 
 enlarge | Authors: Etgar Keret, Institute For Translation Of Hebrew Literature
Creators: Miriam Shlesinger, Sondra Silverston
Publisher: Farrar, Straus and Giroux
Category: Book
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Avg. Customer Rating:  (9 reviews)
Sales Rank: 71161
Languages: English (Original Language), English (Unknown), English (Published)
Media: Paperback
Edition: 1st
Number Of Items: 1
Pages: 167
Shipping Weight (lbs): 0.4
Dimensions (in): 8.2 x 5.4 x 0.6
ISBN: 0374222436
Dewey Decimal Number: 892.436
EAN: 9780374222437
ASIN: 0374222436
Publication Date: April 4, 2006
Release Date: April 4, 2006
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 Original, truthful writing February 11, 2007
1 out of 2 found this review helpful
After having read an interview with Keret, I was enticed to read some of his stories, betting that they would be pretty good - I was amazed to find out that my high expectations were met and far exceeded. I don't know how he does it, but he is able to give us honest, hilarious glimpses of the truth in life. IF that's too ambiguous for you, trust me, these stories are entertaining, funny, and at the same time, they have meaning and you feel like you learned something worthwhile from reading each.
They say imitation is the best form of flattery...so let's try this one on for size... December 23, 2006
5 out of 9 found this review helpful
Pay close attention to what I'm about to tell you, kids, but Etgar Keret--the writer, not the charlatan, not the court jester, and not even the guy who seems to love all things that have to do with hummus--manages to preserve his characteristic Israeli wit and delectable charm in the English language. The translation of this book was stellar, and considering the butcher job that plenty of publishers do on books of this sort, with translations that lumber across a page like a rhinoceros instead of floating like a gazelle, I've got to stand up on my swivel chair (hopefully not falling off) to tell you how truly impressed I was with this sophomore effort.
Ideally, it's not easy standing and typing at the same time, let me tell you, but if Virgina Woolf could write longhand while standing at the same time--which they say it abundantly more difficult than typing and standing, whomever 'they' actually are in this case, but you can decide since it's not the most important part of what I'd wanted to say--then, well, I'd have to say that there are worse tortures to be had than standing and writing. For a writer that is. For other people, there are different tortures. For a writer, however, there is only one torture.
Believe it. An entire book can be written employing this sort of singalong, streaming, wavelike, approach? I didn't think it were possible until I blew through all of Keret's pages. It's not nearly as disappointing as some of the reviewers below make it out to be, and frankly, I think their less-than-stellar reviews are totally not in keeping with the cleverness of the renown Keret story mechanics. If you burrow between the lines deep enough, you'll eventually "strike it rich" with the discovery of the essential Keret of wisdom the sage Israeli author tries to dish up here for you, folks.
You think it's easy? Well then, try it yourself.
My writerly instincts are whispering to me that Keret did plenty of preparation in getting these stories good and ready. The man appears to have lived quite a lot, and these various narratives aren't the conjecture of some silly pre-pubescent kid who has never had certain kinds of, um, "relations." They're the musings of a man who's been around the global block, seen things, and done some more. I cite the examples of Australia, India, and New York City as locales which feature prominently throughout the pages of these tales.
I'd actually heard about Keret's book on something known as Nextbook (dot org)'s podcast, in which he talks about some of the challenges of getting these puppies published Stateside. Some US-based publishers weren't too gung-ho on his spartan comedic style, and while I do agree that they're a little on the skinny side, they're unique and tasteful in their own special sort of way, like when tasting a new flavour of ice cream at Ben & Jerry's for the first time when you're invited for a scoop by this hot girl with a wicked body that goes on forever and ever and the green eyes to match. But then I'd be digressing. Look, all I wanted to say was that this is a stellar collection of happenstance stories, which if you're an Etgar Keret fan, is right up his alley. Totally in keeping with what we expect from a man who is short on words, but long on snappy humour with an intellectual twist.
Throughout these pages, you'll learn a heck of a lot about the local Israeli culture, though I can't for the life of me fathom why Keret is always choosing German businessmen as the ones to do up the business deals with the Israeli high-tech types. Perhaps because Germans prefer Tel Aviv exclusively, where they can feast their eyes on the culture their forebears attempted to obliterate into dust? Maybe it's got plenty to do with their guilty consciences...
Ask Mr. Keret directly, and I'd be willing to bet dollars to dreidels that he won't admit it to your face. No matter. I'm merely theorizing. In a world of infinite possibilities, anything's possible.
I don't know what people are complaining about, either. Sure, the critics exist, but then you're not putting this book in its proper light. Keret's collection is like a digestive. You don't read it for its non-fictional musings, its meticulously-research suppositions, and novel hypotheses. No! You read it because you'd like a light, but classy, meander through the sorts of topics you'd typically engage your friends in had you been sitting with them instead of chatting with me, dig?
Still, who is this Nimrod dude? I know who he is Biblically, but then who is he inside the pages of this little collection? Who, who, who?
Jonesing for another Keret six-pack.
--ADM from Prague
 When he's good, he's good . . . April 21, 2006
20 out of 20 found this review helpful
There are many fantastic short stories in this collection, _The Nimrod Flipout_, by Israeli author Etgar Keret. There are also many that are reminiscent of first drafts from a night-school creative writing class. When he's good, Keret is a fantastic new talent, full of humor and existential angst, but when he's not - he's trite, cliche, and boring - one more young guy writing about getting stoned and laid.
The titular story "The Nimrod Flipout", is one of the best in the entire collection. Three young men are possessed, in turn, by the spirit of their friend, Nimrod, who killed himself after his girlfriend broke up with him. [Variety is also not Keret's strong suit. There are at least two other stories where someone kills themselves because they've been dumped.] After the narrator, the last to succumb to the spirit of his deceased friend, the possession repeats itself starting over again with Miron, the first to be possessed. It's a touching story about the frivolity of youth, and deeply tragic, as well; its also one of the funniest stories in the collection.
"Fatso", the opening story, I also loved. It is about a guy whose girlfriend turns into a fat, drunk, soccer-loving man after the sun goes down, and how, after spending many nights going out and watching soccer at the bar with this character, he begins to love his girlfriend, too.
This collection has its shining moments, and is highly recommended to fans of short fiction. However, don't be surprised if some of the stories dissapoint.
so-so April 8, 2006
20 out of 22 found this review helpful
Some of these stories are brilliant, first round knockouts. Others are shtick-yawns. The best are like the wondrous short-short stories of Spencer Holst. The worst are whines from the slacker you'd never listen to for five minutes if you bumped into them at a bar. Buy the book for the wonderful, but expect a very mixed bag.
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