![]() ![]() And I admit that occasionally I found Levy’s use of repetition to be clever these recurring word-plays, dialogues, and images did give a rhythm to the narrative and could occasionally serve as comedic relief. To me, it seemed that the way the story was being told was all that mattered. There is little to no depth or feeling in the story and characters of this relatively short book, but rather an intentionally oblique narrative that time and again chooses style over substance. While I’m glad to see that many of my friends and other readers were able to enjoy this latest release by Deborah Levy, I found it to be yet another example of all flash no substance. I think that from now on I might stick to Deborah Levy‘s non-fiction. For readers in want of an incisive and creative account of life in East Germany, I strongly recommend picking up something by Christa Wolf. ![]()
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