American Gods () is a fantasy novel by British author Neil Gaiman. The novel is a blend of Americana, fantasy, and various strands of ancient and modern mythology, all centering on the mysterious and taciturn Shadow. The book was published in by Headline in the United Kingdom and by. 1 day ago The book and Starz show of American Gods are incredible pieces of art that work as standalone features, but they definitely have their. American Gods book. Read reviews from the world's largest community for readers. Days before his release from prison, Shadow's wife, Laura, dies i.
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American Gods and Anansi Boys are standalone novels set in the same universe . Book 1. American Gods. by Neil Gaiman. · , Ratings · 34, American Gods is a best-selling and award-winning fantasy novel written The book won the Hugo, Nebula, Locus, SFX Magazine and Bram Stoker. Shadow Moon is the main protagonist and central subject of American Gods. . He pretty much stopped reading after that, as "what good were books, if they.
Shadows , was published by Dark Horse Comics starting in March Gaiman described it as 'the cleanest text there has ever been'. At the end of season 1, Bryan Fuller stepped down as showrunner and was replaced by Jesse Alexander. Fuller and Alexander had previously worked together on Star Trek: Discovery and Hannibal. Nancy Anansi , the spider god of African legend. He had plans for a sequel even while writing the first book.
He said he is likely to focus on New Gods in the sequel. In addition to the planned sequel, Gaiman has written two short story sequels featuring Shadow Moon. It takes place a year later in Derbyshire 's Peak District. From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia. This article is about the novel written by Neil Gaiman. For the television adaptation of the novel, see American Gods TV series. Dewey Decimal. Main article: American Gods TV series. Worlds Without End. Retrieved 5 August Is Nothing Sacred?
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Hero the Newmatic Man Death: Whatever Happened to the Caped Crusader? Don't Panic: InterWorld series Neil Gaiman: Gaiman dots short and beautifully written chapters throughout the book in which we see these gods land upon American shores, we learn how they are born and what powers they have and the meaning they bring to their people; and then just to show us how impotent they have become we are thrown back into the frigid winter of modern North America where gods must survive on cash machine heists and taxi drivers wages.
Best Fantasy Books Blog. Their circumstances are, to say the least, reduced: To make matters worse, he has a series of unsettling encounters with a persistent older gentleman in a pale suit. He is a good natured and thought provoking character who seems simply to wander through the book experiencing things that would have most terrified or inescapably perplexed.
Shadow however has a slow and gentle intensity to him which is heartbreakingly endearing. He finds himself, silently wracked with grief over his wife and working for a mysterious Mr Wednesday who drags Shadow all across America recruiting all manner of exocentric men and women. Shadow begins to have strange dreams that seem so real yet are impossible by day light, he finds himself seeing into ancient civilisations and, almost without meaning to, trying to understand the nature of faith and belief.
Fat Charlie will learn that he has a much cooler brother, Spider, who has inherited all of Mr. For more: Well, hardly any. Born in England, he now makes his home in America, in a big dark house of uncertain location where he grows exotic pumpkins and accumulates computers and cats.
Many more—Source: American Gods - Series Bibliography. Released from prison, Shadow finds his world turned upside down. His wife has been killed; a mysterious stranger offers him a job. But Mr.
Wednesday, who knows more about Shadow than is possible, warns that a storm is coming -- a battle for the very soul of America. One of the most talked-about books of the new millennium, American Gods is a kaleidoscopic journey deep into myth and across an American landscape at once eerily familiar and utterly alien.
It is, quite simply, a contemporary masterpiece. Enlarge cover. Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Open Preview See a Problem? Details if other: Thanks for telling us about the problem. Return to Book Page. Preview — American Gods by Neil Gaiman. Days before his release from prison, Shadow's wife, Laura, dies in a mysterious car crash. Numbly, he makes his way back home. On the plane, he encounters the enigmatic Mr Wednesday, who claims to be a refugee from a distant war, a former god and the king of America.
Together they embark on a profoundly strange journey across the heart of the USA, whilst all around them a s Days before his release from prison, Shadow's wife, Laura, dies in a mysterious car crash. Together they embark on a profoundly strange journey across the heart of the USA, whilst all around them a storm of preternatural and epic proportions threatens to break. Scary, gripping and deeply unsettling, American Gods takes a long, hard look into the soul of America. You'll be surprised by what - and who - it finds there This is the author's preferred text, never before published in the UK, and is about 12, words longer than the previous UK edition.
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This question contains spoilers… view spoiler [What was the point? Why did she dream of the buffalo headed person, and the thunderbirds? Why was she given so much significance at the end of the book, when she hadn't really been in the rest of it very much?
And how did she get the flowers from Shadow??? Vintage This answer contains spoilers… view spoiler [ Sam says herself that she dreams she was a shaman with a shriveled arm in her past life. She is Atsula the holy woman of the matriarchal tribe that …more Sam says herself that she dreams she was a shaman with a shriveled arm in her past life. She is Atsula the holy woman of the matriarchal tribe that emigrates across the Bering Strait to America and is sacrificed at the foot of the mountain.
Shadow cannot be seen when he gives her the flowers. He's a "shadowy" observer. This question contains spoilers… view spoiler [What was the whole significance of Laura in the Book?
Why does she come back from the dead? Alex This answer contains spoilers… view spoiler [ Short answer: Redemption and closure.
Long answer: Throughout the novel, there was a theme of redemption and paying your debts. Laura committed the …more Short answer: Laura committed the moral crime of infidelity while Shadow was incarcerated.
You could say she was given the ultimate punishment for committing her sin. As a reanimated being, she was given a second chance at making it up to Shadow. She gained redemption by assisting Shadow in his journey.
World, she completed her own journey of redemption. Now that her purpose has been fulfilled, Shadow forgave her and allowed her to go back to resting in peace, permanently. See all 78 questions about American Gods…. Lists with This Book. Community Reviews. Showing Rating details.
More filters. Sort order. In , I walked away from my childhood religion — a high control some would say abusive group with a tiny little worldview and a severe superiority complex. This was my reality: I believed with all my being that the things depicted above were real, and were just over the event horizon.
Leaving meant losing almost every friend I had ever made since childhood, it created a rift with my still devout family, and quite possibly saved my life. Is it any wonder that fiction — alternate realities, fa In , I walked away from my childhood religion — a high control some would say abusive group with a tiny little worldview and a severe superiority complex. Is it any wonder that fiction — alternate realities, fantasy, and mental escape — helped me make that decision, helped me move on, and helped deprogram my cult-think?
One fiction supplanted the other, only this time I already knew I was working with stories. Some of this fiction I had read many times, not understanding why the stories resonated so strongly within me, just knowing that I was compelled to return to those worlds, over and over. Others were stories I read during the time surrounding my breakaway, and shortly thereafter. It gave me a new context for the mythologies I had accepted for most of my life.
It was bigger than the story of Shadow, or the girl Sam, or Czernabog. For me, it was about how we allow our Old Gods to define our present worldview, and how we allow our New Gods to steal our awareness.
Our mythologies set the boundaries of our culture, and paradoxically, as our culture changes, our gods sacrifice their immortality.
God is a dream, a hope, a woman, an ironist, a father, a city, a house of many rooms, a watchmaker who left his prize chronometer in the desert, someone who loves you--even, perhaps, against all evidence, a celestial being whose only interest is to make sure your football team, army, business, or marriage thrives, prospers, and triumphs over all opposition.
The mixing of good and evil, the blurring of lines, townspeople looking the other way — to such a degree that it never occurs to them to see what is happening right under their noses. Dead men's bones.
Deaths of legends. It affected me to my core. During the time I was reading American Gods , it was this which rocked me — I was doing the same thing — choosing and keeping and killing my own Gods, my own mythologies.
It was tremendously painful, made a little easier by having the opportunity to process it within the bounds of somebody else's story. View all comments. Rachel I feel like I know exactly what group - especially because of the list you have of other books. Thank you for your review. Phuc h 8uuhhvggchvcddggcfcsghngsvko kghvffcdvhhcvn 18 hours, 30 min ago. This is a tough review for me to write. I'm not exactly sure what it is about this book that I don't like.
I'm not sure there even IS something I don't like. Since I don't want to just leave you all with the ever popular "I'm just not that into it", I will try to explain. This book has all the elements of a book I would enjoy. The creepiness factor is up there, the writing is brilliant, the main character is a big lug I couldn't help but love. Also, I have always been fascinated by mythology, so This is a tough review for me to write.
Also, I have always been fascinated by mythology, so that's a plus. Shadow is our main character and he just got out of jail after doing his time of three years.
Right before he is supposed to be released he is let out early, because his wife was killed, in apparently scandalous circumstances. The first 50ish pages were about the extent of where the book was interesting to me. Shadow meets Wednesday, and then the story turns into a bunch of mini stories and flashbacks, and I didn't enjoy most of them.
Some were okay, but the majority just felt like annoying disruptions, and I felt myself thinking this is yet another longer book that could benefit from losing about or so pages from the dragging middle. Shadow is paid by Wednesday to be an errand boy while he travels America trying to rally his troops in preparation for a war between The old Gods, and the new Gods media and money I guess it's my own fault.
I couldn't really bring myself to care about this war between the new and old Gods, because the Gods of Media and Money? Not my Gods Books that are hyped up as much as this one leave me in a place where I tend to get disappointed, because it's so hard to live up to those expectations.
Of course that's not the books fault, but I was just expecting to like this book much more than I did.
I never felt engaged while reading this book, and that's the reason I couldn't rate this above three stars. I could appreciate the great writing and originality, however, so I couldn't give it below three stars. Three stars it is folks, but as most of you know this book is loved by almost all, so of course I encourage everyone who is interested in this book already to read it, and form your own opinions.
This book didn't do it for me, but I am definitely going to try some of Gaiman's other books and see if I have a better experience. May 03, Anybody who tells you that the book is about old and new gods, or about a man named Shadow, or about coin tricks, or about having one's head smashed in for losing a game of checkers, is selling you a line, because those are just details, not the story itself. Much like any Neil Gaiman story, the devil is in the details, and you just have to resolve yourself to coming along for the ride or you'll miss it.
It's not one story, or two, it's many, and it's all complete Or just don't bother. I might as well sell you a violin as sell this book to you, or pluck a synopsis of it from behind your ear and then deposit it in my hand, only to have it turn into a critical review while your attention is elsewhere.
But I won't, you'll just have to find the magic yourself. View all 72 comments. Hi Gaiman! Bye Gaiman! Let me quote: It certainly was scary, strange and hallucinogenic. None of it in a good way. I like nothing about this book. Not liking it isn't very difficult, because I have honestly no idea what was going on. Not that I didn't get the actual story, it wasn't that hard, since Mr. Gaiman sure isn't the most demanding writer that isn't meant as a criticism, it can be a good thing.
But why the things that were going on, were going on, completely eluded me. And while I kept on reading and wondering, 'huh? What now? That's why I don't think anything Gaiman wrote would be my kind of book. It certainly isn't a book, or an author, you HAVE to read. I guess this, like that strange car race video game and Star Trek, will be parts of popular culture that will have to live without me.
View all 66 comments. I find myself shocked at the awards this book has won and the praise heaped upon it. Somehow Gaiman managed to turn a potentially cool premise into something boring. For those who love this book—and I know it is many—please forgive the sarcasm to follow as I blaspheme against the beloved Gaiman. First off, while the premise sounds inter I find myself shocked at the awards this book has won and the praise heaped upon it.
First off, while the premise sounds interesting the more I thought about it, the less I liked it. The basic idea: The plot: It has potential. Or is it each continent? Would there be an Odin in Belgium and Luxembourg? Or does all of Europe get one Odin who is different from the American Odin?
I find it politically disagreeable to suggest that every country or even continent has different God-avatars. To make this the premise turns intangible political entities nations into strictly bordered spiritual containers.
Countries are artificial. Like Afghanistan. I ascribe to the perspective that while people should always be fighting for political freedom and better political systems locally and nationally, we are truly citizens of the world together. The premise of American Gods manages to privilege the people in one country as somehow being united in their spiritual energy, feeding the Gods only within that country.
As a metaphor Gaiman repeatedly feels the need to state that this premise is a metaphor it fails. Further, I could go on about how old Gods religious deities are in cahoots with modern Gods like wealth and technology. Political oversensitivity on my part aside, the rant continues. Is he a big man? He sure is big. Is he big? Oh boy is he a big man. He was big and boring and one-dimensional. So pure of heart that it grated on me. I found the majority of his dialogue to be trite and conventional.
He struck me throughout as a pawn of the author and yes he was a pawn of the Gods, too more than a real being. His words were missing that spark of believability to bring the character to life. It felt like a character trait on a chart that Gaiman could pull out every couple of chapters. And when it came to the other God characters?
They seemed phony as all get-out. I did not find his representation of them credible. I think my reaction to their characterizations were primarily due to a reaction to mediocre dialogue. I find such techniques utterly amateurish. Understanding should come organically. Or else the POV jumping should happen more frequently, such as, every chapter. Swathes of American Gods were just plain boring.
All the stuff between the plot events was trying my patience. Shadow spends a great deal of time stuck in a small town in northern Wisconsin, meeting all these good-hearted locals and exploring bits of small-town life. I felt like I was stuck in a small town in northern Wisconsin during the winter the whole time. He does not have the writing chops to pull off an intimate look at real small-town life. Modest spoiler: Even if the place they met was neutral due to its magical qualities, the new Gods simply had to track the trucks when the old Gods drove off and bomb the hell out of them.
It was just this weird excuse to have some conversations between the old and new, between Shadow and the new Gods. And to get that body back. Guess what? What do you think? Big spoiler here: Shadow finds out that his father set up the war all for his own gain. So he goes in front of all the Gods … what is he going to say? How is he going to stop this horrendous war from occurring? What could he possibly say?!?!
Well, he proceeds to explain to them that his father set up the war all for his own gain. Except by just explaining it.
Which he did.
It was like a pimple on top of a wart. I viscerally disliked this book. Such a charge could have been avoided with living, breathing characters. But despite the transparent planning and plotting, none of it rang true. Even Fantasy characters need to feel real.
View all 95 comments. Whenever we have a cold snap here in Wisconsin, I find myself thinking about one of my favorite pieces of American Gods. I remember reading it back in or so.
This was back in the day. Back when it was a bit of a secret that Gaiman lived in Wisconsin. I read the following section of the book nodding to myself, thinking, "Yup, that's exactly what it's like.
For those of you who haven't read it: The main character, Shadow, has just come to a small Wisconsin town, and he decides to walk into town to download some warmer clothes and groceries. It could not be much above zero, and it would not be a pleasant walk, but he was certain he could make it into town without too much trouble. What did Hinzelmann say last night—a ten-minute walk? And Shadow was a big man. He would walk briskly and keep himself warm. He set off south, heading for the bridge.
Soon he began to cough, a dry, thin cough, as the bitterly cold air touched his lungs. Soon his ears and face and lips hurt, and then his feet hurt.
He thrust his ungloved hands deep into his coat pockets, clenched his fingers together trying to find some warmth. He glanced back. The apartment building was not as far away as he had expected. This walk, he decided, was a mistake.
But he was already three or four minutes from the apartment, and the bridge over the lake was in sight. It made as much sense to press on as to go home and then what? Call a taxi on the dead phone? Wait for spring? He had no food in the apartment, he reminded himself. He kept walking, revising his estimates of the temperature downward as he walked. Minus ten? Minus twenty? Minus forty, maybe, that strange point on the thermometer when Celsius and Fahrenheit say the same thing.
Probably not that cold. But then there was wind chill, and the wind was now hard and steady and continuous, blowing over the lake, coming down from the Arctic across Canada.
Ten more minutes of walking, he guessed, and the bridge seemed to be no nearer. He was too cold to shiver. His eyes hurt. This was not simply cold: This was a story set on the dark side of Mercury, back when they thought Mercury had a dark side. This was somewhere out on rocky Pluto, where the sun is just another star, shining only a little more brightly in the darkness. This, thought Shadow, is just a hair away from the places where air comes in buckets and pours just like beer.
The occasional cars that roared past him seemed unreal: He had lost all sensation in his feet. He looked down at his black leather shoes, at the thin cotton socks, and began, seriously, to worry about frostbite. This was beyond a joke. This had moved beyond foolishness, slipped over the line into genuine twenty-four-karat Jesus-Christ-I-screwed-up-big-time territory. His clothes might as well have been netting or lace: Keep walking, he told himself. Keep walking. I can stop and drink a pail of air when I get home View all 32 comments.
Molly love it Sep 12, Daniel Elliott Started off with AG. He introduced me to a new of storytelling that I neve Started off with AG. He introduced me to a new of storytelling that I never knew before or since.
In this unique love letter to the United States, Gaiman manages to celebrate its underground spiritual traditions, glory in the magnificence of its landmarks, landscapes, and bizarre tourist traps, and--most important--both mourn and venerate its pagan often immigrant gods in decline, battered and diminished though they may be by the shallowness and speed of our technological world.
The gods are indeed the best part of this very good book: Gaiman loves not only fantasy, but also mystery and horror, and here he has constructed a book which fulfills the genre requirements of all. The plot is complicated and crammed with marvels: View all 38 comments.
My first thought on this book: This is a 2. I am pretty sure this will be my last Neil Gaiman book. I have tried two others Good Omens: I realize that my feelings on Gaiman and his books are contrary to popular opinion, but they are just not my cup of tea. They are slow. They seem intentionally odd and My first thought on this book: