(This time around, I listened to Lawrence Fishburne’s excellent audio version, which brought an extra dimension of realism to Malcolm’s voice.) What is more, the story that he tells is simply a good story on any terms, even if it were all made up. You can really hear him speak through the page-with humor, with wit, with passion, and most of all with righteous anger. For one, Haley has beautifully captured Malcolm X’s voice. This book has so many things going for it that it is a challenge to focus on a few. One decade later, The Autobiography of Malcolm X has lost none of its power. My love of reading was substantially deepened by the experience. Though I had only the vaguest idea of who Malcolm X was, the book transfixed me, even dominated me. I originally encountered the little paperback in university-borrowed from a roommate who had to read it for a class. The coincidence feels significant, if only because this is probably one of the most crucial books in my reading life. The Autobiography of Malcolm X by Malcolm Xīy some fateful coincidence, I find myself writing this review on the 55th anniversary of Malcolm X’s murder. Running the (Full) M… on The Madrid Half-MarathonĢ023: New Year… on From Gold to Glory: A Slice of…Ģ023: New Year… on Summertime in Andalucía: Three…Ģ023: New Year… on Summertime in Andalucía: …Ģ023: New Year… on Summertime in Andalucía: Jerez… Summertime in Andalucía: Jerez and Cádiz.

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