“I was five when I flew for the first time, sixteen when I killed a man. Both events were unsettling in their own way.” (7)
I liked the ice-breaker. Killed a man? Who did you kill and how did you do it? That’s what readers would want to know. But then it sort’ve deviated to nonsensical banalities—such jibber-jabber that went nowhere. In that sense, I guess the title was appropriately fitting for the story—the whole thing was relatively strange. I have no problem with “strange” as long as there’s some kind of direction. This book had none of it. Needless to say, I couldn’t keep up with it.
My rating: 1 star