Cleopatra and Frankenstein: ‘Move over Sally Rooney: this is the hottest new book’ - Sunday Times

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Cleopatra and Frankenstein is an astounding and painfully relatable debut novel about the spontaneous decisions that shape our entire lives and those imperfect relationships born of unexpectedly perfect evenings. Ebooks fulfilled through Glose cannot be printed, downloaded as PDF, or read in other digital readers (like Kindle or Nook). Both clever marketing and a window into the central position of art and mental health in Mellors’ novel. There were very many characters in this book that I didn't like, but also I wasn't supposed to, but also even when I'm not supposed to I usually do anyway, often more than when I AM supposed to.

Mellors does not have the writing skill nor does she have the ability to capture certain aspects of life that Rooney can so naturally do. I guess, considering that it's been a month since I read this and I haven't been able to stop reading or talking or thinking about it, five stars. I also found Mellors’ writing about other races and cultures a bit too confident and often super generalising in a way that felt quite ignorant or tokenising. I actually admire Mellors’ decision to make the central female character, Cleo, the less likeable female – it goes against the grain and subverts most stereotypes.And then she was running toward the lights, and the door was flinging open with a taxi still moving and Frank was stumbling out toward her, and she catapulted herself into his arms, and his lips were pressing hot and quick against her face, her ears, her hair, because it was a miracle, against all the odds he had found her here on this dark patch of road, and now everything else was forgotten, forgiven, all that mattered was that he was here, holding her close against his familiar chest, and she knew what it was to be a miracle”. She lived with her mother and yes, she had a father who was gravely ill, but she didn’t seek some sort of high and had this endearing sense of insecurity which I dare say most people could relate to. The book is oddly racist at times, casually throws out slurs for the razzle dazzle factor, and approaches heavy topics [ sexual assault + attempting to end ones life ] only to shock the reader and not fully engage in those dynamics to the level they should be in a book like this. Cleopatra and Frankenstein is a very unique exploration of New York and the interplaying nature of relationships, maturing and addiction to the city. I think Coco Mellors created characters that are more likeable, with added depth and more interesting stories and plot lines that kept me so much more engaged throughout the story.

these ppl are boring and the author's attempts to make them into rooney-esque figures, well, tis' cringe. but most of all, it seems that the book is about the journey to discovering who you really are and what you really want - a journey which seems to never really be complete. I love a book where nothing happens as much as the next person, but there was nothing below surface level to keep the narrative afloat. His half-sister Zoe was the greatest actor, his best friend Anders was the greatest art director and amateur soccer player, and Cleo, well, Cleo was the most talented painter, the deepest thinker, the most beautiful woman on earth. cleo is in her early twenties, a beautiful and troubled artist from england whose expiring student visa means she’s living on borrowed time in new york city.Frank, though he is a workaholic alcoholic with a younger wife and thereby also a cliché, somehow pulls off the grand accomplishment of being consistently intriguing to read about, as does his very annoying sister Zoë and her rarely present friend Audrey. Mellors also does not have the ability to make her insufferable characters compelling like Moshfegh. Whether it's Cleo's best friend struggling to embrace his gender queerness in the wake of Cleo's marriage, or Frank's financially dependent sister arranging sugar daddy dates to support herself after being cut off, or Cleo and Frank themselves as they discover the trials of marriage and mental illness, each character is as absorbing, and painfully relatable, as the last. They meet cute, and begin spouting off impossibly clever lines: all those sharp, witty retorts that you and I only think of twenty minutes after the fact. I've noticed this book has been heavily and exhaustingly compared to Sally Rooney, which I think is irrelevant and definitely not something you should let influence your decision to read or not read the book.

I do also love a romance theme BUT not a cheesy boy meets girl, whimsical, cringe, fairytale romance. Young people, people with addictions, people with traumatic childhood experiences, whatever it may be. while this seems like the classic ‘young twenty-something woman starts dating the older richer man’ story (which we all know and love), mellors’ unique narrative style offers a fresh new take.The book that was on every Instagram grid and mind for the past year was a debut novel from Coco Mellors.

I stayed attached to my tracic awfully flawed heroine, I guess that’s my greek side in me, whatever¿ (GIVE ME MORE TRAGIC AWFUL HEROINES OKAY? So if a book can grip me where I'm reading the words and actually taking them in rather than having my eyes read the words while my brain thinks of that one time in year seven when a boy I liked said happy birthday to me and I awkwardly said happy birthday back. She offers him a life imbued with beauty and art—and, hopefully, a reason to cut back on his drinking.If you'd like to read a good book I'm sure that anything else you have on hand would be a better use of your time on this planet. It is thrilling to read a book that articles with nuance and compassion the way gender impacts every part of our lives. Cleopatra and Frankenstein, the luminous debut novel from Coco Mellors, is a book about many things: It's a great, swooning love story; a shattering depiction of how addiction and mental illness warp our lives; and a perceptive, witty portrait of globalized New York. you can’t just slather more cement on top of an already-filled hole and expect the outcome to be smooth.