Reviews
Named One of the 10 Best Books of 2008 byWashington Post Book World Nominated for a National Book Critics Circle Award for Best Autobiography of 2008 "The 'I' of the first-person narration, belonging not the author but to his father; the Edenic lushness of Thong's childhood memories, intermingled with the wrenching dramas to come: These are the devices of sophisticated fiction, drawing us in while keeping us precariously off balance." The Boston Globe "[A] work of radiance. In some ways, it resembles that supreme recollection of a world lost to history's depredations,Speak, Memory,in which Vladimir Nabokov summoned up his pre-revolutionary Russian boyhood. . . . [A]s with Tolstoy's war and peace, darkness, intrinsically formless, gets shape and vividness from the light playing through it. . . . brilliantly chilling . . ." -Richard Eder,Los Angeles Times "Thong Van Pham is constantly fleeing and rebuilding in the midst of war, watching world after world vanish, from the feudal estate of his childhood to the Hanoi of the '50s to the Saigon of the 70s. He and his son have done us the extraordinary service of bringing a few pieces of those worlds back again." -New York Times Book Review " . . . [A] gorgeously written book . . . [Pham] seems to have risen to a new level of quiet and powerful storytelling. . . .TheEaves of Heavenis built from a series of short vignettes -- some sweet, some horrifying -- which are not recounted in chronological sequence, but linked in a narrative that darts nimbly across time, lingering on haunting scenes of brutality and violence as well as of beauty and love. . . . It's the absence of chronology that gives Thong's story its magic and depth, and allows it to be sustained by his observations of the ephemeral and the descriptions of unforgettable characters." -Washington Post Book World "[A] searing story . . . The remembered images of more tranquil, carefree times are what make the subsequent depictions of wartime terrors and devastation so heartbreaking. . . . Pham has a novelist's eye for telling details . . ." -Seattle Times "There are some books that writers shouldn't read . . . because they are so good they make you despair that you could ever write so well yourself.The Eaves of Heavenby Andrew X. Pham, is such a book. Pham . . . is the best kind of memoirist. . . . He understands a memoir is not really about oneself but about a period, a time, a people. . . . As a memoir,The Eaves of Heavenaccomplishes what few polemics do it is a sweeping personal indictment of war, a reassuring and yet merciless affirmation of the human spirit." -Portland Oregonian "Pham deftly paints a compelling portrait of life during three wars in Vietnam . . . This beautifully written books is essential for public and academic libraries." -Library Journal, starred review "War-torn as it was, a lost world lives again in Thong's recollections of the passions of his life: food, friends, family, romance. Personal tragedy and triumph, related with amazing perspective against an epic backdrop." -Kirkus Reviews, starred review "World-shaping events that most Americans know merely through schematic maps and historical summaries take on a poignantly human immediacy in this story of one storm-buffeted man: Thong Van Pham, the author's father. . . . By turns touching and searing, this slice of history-like Pham's earlierCatfish and Mandala(1999)&, One of the Ten Best Books of the Year, Washington Post Book World One of the Los Angeles Times' Favorite Books of the Year One of the Top Ten National Books of 2008, Portland Oregonian A 2009 Honor Book of the Asian/Pacific American Librarians Association "The 'I' of the first-person narration, belonging not the author but to his father; the Edenic lushness of Thong's childhood memories, intermingled with the wrenching dramas to come: These are the devices of sophisticated fiction, drawing us in while keeping us precariously off balance." -The Boston Globe "[A] work of radiance. In some ways, it resembles that supreme recollection of a world lost to history's depredations,Speak, Memory,in which Vladimir Nabokov summoned up his pre-revolutionary Russian boyhood. . . . [A]s with Tolstoy's war and peace, darkness, intrinsically formless, gets shape and vividness from the light playing through it. . . . brilliantly chilling . . ." -Richard Eder,Los Angeles Times "Thong Van Pham is constantly fleeing and rebuilding in the midst of war, watching world after world vanish, from the feudal estate of his childhood to the Hanoi of the '50s to the Saigon of the 70s. He and his son have done us the extraordinary service of bringing a few pieces of those worlds back again." -New York Times Book Review " . . . [A] gorgeously written book . . . [Pham] seems to have risen to a new level of quiet and powerful storytelling. . . .TheEaves of Heavenis built from a series of short vignettes -- some sweet, some horrifying -- which are not recounted in chronological sequence, but linked in a narrative that darts nimbly across time, lingering on haunting scenes of brutality and violence as well as of beauty and love. . . . It's the absence of chronology that gives Thong's story its magic and depth, and allows it to be sustained by his observations of the ephemeral and the descriptions of unforgettable characters." -Washington Post Book World "[A] searing story . . . The remembered images of more tranquil, carefree times are what make the subsequent depictions of wartime terrors and devastation so heartbreaking. . . . Pham has a novelist's eye for telling details . . ." -Seattle Times "There are some books that writers shouldn't read . . . because they are so good they make you despair that you could ever write so well yourself.The Eaves of Heavenby Andrew X. Pham, is such a book. Pham . . . is the best kind of memoirist. . . . He understands a memoir is not really about oneself but about a period, a time, a people. . . . As a memoir,The Eaves of Heavenaccomplishes what few polemics do it is a sweeping personal indictment of war, a reassuring and yet merciless affirmation of the human spirit." -Portland Oregonian "Pham deftly paints a compelling portrait of life during three wars in Vietnam . . . This beautifully written books is essential for public and academic libraries." -Library Journal, starred review "War-torn as it was, a lost world lives again in Thong's recollections of the passions of his life: food, friends, family, romance. Personal tragedy and triumph, related with amazing perspective against an epic backdrop." -Kirkus Reviews, starred review "World-shaping events that most Americans know merely through schematic maps and historical summaries take on a poignantly human immediacy in this story of one storm-buffeted man: Thong Van Pham, the author's father. . . . By turn, Named One of the 10 Best Books of 2008 byWashington Post Book World "The 'I' of the first-person narration, belonging not the author but to his father; the Edenic lushness of Thong's childhood memories, intermingled with the wrenching dramas to come: These are the devices of sophisticated fiction, drawing us in while keeping us precariously off balance." The Boston Globe "[A] work of radiance. In some ways, it resembles that supreme recollection of a world lost to history's depredations,Speak, Memory,in which Vladimir Nabokov summoned up his pre-revolutionary Russian boyhood. . . . [A]s with Tolstoy's war and peace, darkness, intrinsically formless, gets shape and vividness from the light playing through it. . . . brilliantly chilling . . ." -Richard Eder,Los Angeles Times "Thong Van Pham is constantly fleeing and rebuilding in the midst of war, watching world after world vanish, from the feudal estate of his childhood to the Hanoi of the '50s to the Saigon of the 70s. He and his son have done us the extraordinary service of bringing a few pieces of those worlds back again." -New York Times Book Review " . . . [A] gorgeously written book . . . [Pham] seems to have risen to a new level of quiet and powerful storytelling. . . .TheEaves of Heavenis built from a series of short vignettes -- some sweet, some horrifying -- which are not recounted in chronological sequence, but linked in a narrative that darts nimbly across time, lingering on haunting scenes of brutality and violence as well as of beauty and love. . . . It's the absence of chronology that gives Thong's story its magic and depth, and allows it to be sustained by his observations of the ephemeral and the descriptions of unforgettable characters." -Washington Post Book World "[A] searing story . . . The remembered images of more tranquil, carefree times are what make the subsequent depictions of wartime terrors and devastation so heartbreaking. . . . Pham has a novelist's eye for telling details . . ." -Seattle Times "There are some books that writers shouldn't read . . . because they are so good they make you despair that you could ever write so well yourself.The Eaves of Heavenby Andrew X. Pham, is such a book. Pham . . . is the best kind of memoirist. . . . He understands a memoir is not really about oneself but about a period, a time, a people. . . . As a memoir,The Eaves of Heavenaccomplishes what few polemics do it is a sweeping personal indictment of war, a reassuring and yet merciless affirmation of the human spirit." -Portland Oregonian "Pham deftly paints a compelling portrait of life during three wars in Vietnam . . . This beautifully written books is essential for public and academic libraries." -Library Journal, starred review "War-torn as it was, a lost world lives again in Thong's recollections of the passions of his life: food, friends, family, romance. Personal tragedy and triumph, related with amazing perspective against an epic backdrop." -Kirkus Reviews, starred review "World-shaping events that most Americans know merely through schematic maps and historical summaries take on a poignantly human immediacy in this story of one storm-buffeted man: Thong Van Pham, the author's father. . . . By turns touching and searing, this slice of history-like Pham's earlierCatfish and Mandala(1999)-deserves a wide readership." -Booklist, starred r, "The 'I' of the first-person narration, belonging not the author but to his father; the Edenic lushness of Thong's childhood memories, intermingled with the wrenching dramas to come: These are the devices of sophisticated fiction, drawing us in while keeping us precariously off balance." The Boston Globe "[A] work of radiance. In some ways, it resembles that supreme recollection of a world lost to history's depredations,Speak, Memory,in which Vladimir Nabokov summoned up his pre-revolutionary Russian boyhood. . . . [A]s with Tolstoy's war and peace, darkness, intrinsically formless, gets shape and vividness from the light playing through it. . . . brilliantly chilling . . ." -Richard Eder,Los Angeles Times "Thong Van Pham is constantly fleeing and rebuilding in the midst of war, watching world after world vanish, from the feudal estate of his childhood to the Hanoi of the '50s to the Saigon of the 70s. He and his son have done us the extraordinary service of bringing a few pieces of those worlds back again." -New York Times Book Review " . . . [A] gorgeously written book . . . [Pham] seems to have risen to a new level of quiet and powerful storytelling. . . .TheEaves of Heavenis built from a series of short vignettes -- some sweet, some horrifying -- which are not recounted in chronological sequence, but linked in a narrative that darts nimbly across time, lingering on haunting scenes of brutality and violence as well as of beauty and love. . . . It's the absence of chronology that gives Thong's story its magic and depth, and allows it to be sustained by his observations of the ephemeral and the descriptions of unforgettable characters." -Washington Post Book World "[A] searing story . . . The remembered images of more tranquil, carefree times are what make the subsequent depictions of wartime terrors and devastation so heartbreaking. . . . Pham has a novelist's eye for telling details . . ." -Seattle Times "There are some books that writers shouldn't read . . . because they are so good they make you despair that you could ever write so well yourself.The Eaves of Heavenby Andrew X. Pham, is such a book. Pham . . . is the best kind of memoirist. . . . He understands a memoir is not really about oneself but about a period, a time, a people. . . . As a memoir,The Eaves of Heavenaccomplishes what few polemics do it is a sweeping personal indictment of war, a reassuring and yet merciless affirmation of the human spirit." -Portland Oregonian "Pham deftly paints a compelling portrait of life during three wars in Vietnam . . . This beautifully written books is essential for public and academic libraries." -Library Journal, starred review "War-torn as it was, a lost world lives again in Thong's recollections of the passions of his life: food, friends, family, romance. Personal tragedy and triumph, related with amazing perspective against an epic backdrop." -Kirkus Reviews, starred review "World-shaping events that most Americans know merely through schematic maps and historical summaries take on a poignantly human immediacy in this story of one storm-buffeted man: Thong Van Pham, the author's father. . . . By turns touching and searing, this slice of history-like Pham's earlierCatfish and Mandala(1999)-deserves a wide readership." -Booklist, starred review "Alternating between his father's distant past and more
