Well, what can I say? A detective novel with no plot, no suspects
but plenty of crimes. There is no story – it is about two detectives: Hawthorn, the introspective one and Child,
the extrovert. Beyond that, this novel delightfully disconcerts the reader, who
is naturally looking for a developing story with a beginning, a middle and a
(hopefully ) satisfying conclusion. This does not happen. Instead one is
presented with a series of intense insights into what any one of the characters
may be thinking about any subject at any
one time, with the added confusion of who `s thoughts they are and what
time-scale they are in. It reminds me of Samuel Beckett`s “Waiting for Godot”
and would, indeed, make a superb theatrical production.
It is very thought-provoking book, keeping the
reader avid to know more and gratifying nothing. I was beguiled by the style
and the perceptions express by the author. It is a book that needs to be read
at least twice, as there is a new twist each time you read it. I will look
forward to reading it again and experience the pathos and the humour. Highly
recommended.
Reviewed by Liz.
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