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I think a good rubric for determining how much you enjoy a novel should be assessed after you close the book. I found this readable, but as soon as I put it down, I didn't give fuckall about the any of the characters. In fact some of them perturbed me bordering on disgust. And not in a slimy, well written Patrick Bateman sort of way either. I just really didn't care.
And honestly, how can you write a book about random events and the strange interconnectivity of our lives and introduce every scene with some variation of 'and then this happened'? 'And then something happened that would change all our lives'..Overuse renders this storytelling technique a crutch, a cop out, thinly veiled and old hat. It's all 'random events' explaining an unfortunate event (that really, you can see where the ending is heading halfway through), but very little depth is found in many if not all the characters. Motivations and actions that aren't fully fleshed out, relationship foibles that make little sense, and some things that are simply wildly unbelievable...
But Auster is a revered New York writer so I'm probably just too simple and too midwest to appreciate his unique style.
And honestly, how can you write a book about random events and the strange interconnectivity of our lives and introduce every scene with some variation of 'and then this happened'? 'And then something happened that would change all our lives'..Overuse renders this storytelling technique a crutch, a cop out, thinly veiled and old hat. It's all 'random events' explaining an unfortunate event (that really, you can see where the ending is heading halfway through), but very little depth is found in many if not all the characters. Motivations and actions that aren't fully fleshed out, relationship foibles that make little sense, and some things that are simply wildly unbelievable...
But Auster is a revered New York writer so I'm probably just too simple and too midwest to appreciate his unique style.