I picked this book up on an impulse, in part due to a pull quote from the WaPo review: "like Marilynne Robinson with a light vinaigrette." Y'all may recall I lost my mind over Gilead a few months ago. I was hankering for "that, but in a different flavor."
As it turns out: this book is not that at all. Nothing here rivals the depth of what Robinson's trying to wrestle with or Robinson's lyricism, sorry.
But! it's still a plenty fun book, with some charm and some interesting things to say.
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( vague nonspecific spoilers for the ending )
As it turns out: this book is not that at all. Nothing here rivals the depth of what Robinson's trying to wrestle with or Robinson's lyricism, sorry.
But! it's still a plenty fun book, with some charm and some interesting things to say.
( Read more... )
( vague nonspecific spoilers for the ending )