A Man Called Ove by Fredrik Backman
Well, that was just the cutest.
This is one delightful, feel-good story. It is the equivalent of that favorite, well-worn DVD you pop in when you wanna remember there’s still some good in the world.
Ove (pronounced “OOH-vuh” apparently, based on the audiobook) is one curmudgeonly old man that seems to get bombarded by annoyances that take the form of his neighbors, when all he wants is some peace, and to be with his recently-departed wife. What follows is a charming, sometimes cheesy set of events that slowly work to warm both Ove’s and readers’ hearts.
Backman did a great job of creating an eclectic cast of characters that helped the story come to life. He is also a master of writing a story that has readers going from tears of laughter to heart-wrenching sorrow in .2 seconds flat. His descriptions of moments, attitudes, and expressions were also very clever. I have to admit, though, that since they were used to often it started to annoy me at times.
If you’re feeling a little down in the dumps or just need a pick-me-up of a story, this is the book for you. It can be a little cheesy at times, but I think maybe us jaded, cynical folk could use a little cheesiness every now and then, lest you start to resemble a man called Ove.
(PS: Disney should totally make this into a movie.)