After embarking on a James Bond marathon over my slothful summer break – all 24 movies in three weeks – you’d think I’d have had enough. In fact, it left me hankering to learn about the literary roots of this most enduring character.
Man Tiger begins with a moment of shocking, explicit violence.
What motivated it? You won’t find out until the very final pages, after Indonesian author Eka Kurniawan takes you on a strange, circuitous journey that is both firmly grounded in the squalid grit of real life but also suffused with the supernatural.
With The Handmaid’s Tale experiencing a remarkable resurgence on both screen and page, and the TV adaptation of Alias Grace also making waves, Margaret Atwood is having quite a moment. So it seems a good time to return to her writing, which I haven’t actually read since high school English class.
I hope you’re ready to have your heart smashed into a million little pieces. Continue reading “Book 1: Lives Other Than My Own by Emmanuel Carrere”
It seems a shame to end the year on such a middling short story collection.
A gritty blast of violent, sex-soaked, drug-drenched Australian neo-noir. Continue reading “Book 51: The Student by Iain Ryan”