On top of this avalanche of negative vibes, I was going through an awful reading slump. My reading slumps are MASSIVE and I plow through twelve or thirteen books until I find the right one. Thus A Man Called Ove came at the right time. It was a birthday present given to me by my girlfriend and I decided to avoid the jar (I choose my books using a TBR jar) and just start reading the book.
Ove is a grumpy man, who argues with everyone, always angry and a bit of a misanthrope. Throughout the book Backman drops little episodes of Ove’s life until us readers understand all the events that formed Ove’s character. That’s really all I can say because it’s better if the reader goes through the discovery process, rather than me revealing everything.
So what’s the book about? It can be seen how values change every decade or so? or about how one event can change one’s destiny. The book even be about how love creates harmony. Thus this book functions as a self help book without explicitly stating that it is one, kind of like Antoine de Saint- Exupéry’s The Little Prince.
Undeniably A Man Called Ove is twee. All the characters are well defined, with shortcomings. There are happy endings with just some sad moments thrown in for good measure and sometimes all the characters gather together and help out making each other cheerful despite their eccentricities. The novel is definitely not sappy but it is the kind of book you would find lying on a Sylvanian family’s (personally I think the beavers are the more literate) bedside table. Despite this I REALLY needed a heartwarming book to push away and A Man Called Ove did the job, and it got me out of a reading slump in the process.