Boring, it was a slog. The day seemed to stretch on forever, filled with nothing but monotony and tedium. There was no excitement, no spark to light up the dullness. Every task felt like a chore, a never-ending cycle of the same old thing. I found myself constantly looking at the clock, hoping for time to pass more quickly. But it seemed to move at a snail's pace, taunting me with its slowness. I tried to find ways to make the time more bearable, but nothing seemed to work. I was stuck in a rut, and there was no way out. It was a truly miserable experience, one that I hope never to repeat.
My first Murdoch novel! I had only seen the moving film "Iris" with Kate Winslet and Judi Dench but had never held a book from her extensive body of work in my hands. Intense and agile portraits of the feelings and drastic changes in perspective and emotions of the characters in this novel. From this first encounter with Iris Murdoch, I am left with the certainty that her art is complex and multi-faceted. Therefore, I keep thinking about Bruno, in his dreamy, raw, hazy, surreal and very human story, who is walking towards the moment of physical death. And how the small cast of characters so close to him also die in some way and are transformed, or simply blossom in unexpected and impactful ways for themselves. The events here occur within, in the mind... And yet they hook you as a reader. I hope to have the opportunity in the future to read Bruno's Dream in the original language of its author, English.