“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
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