So it was lovely and ethereal and disquieting, yes. But I started to get very irritated with the protagonist, who has no good reason why she doesn’t speak up when things happen and they are annoying. And the book is a chronicle of all these annoying incidents finally adding up to something that is hinted to be much larger. But they are usually so meaningless and to be told that they will have meaning later is frustrating and ultimately untrue. I mean, yes, they do have meaning later, but it’s a meaning we have all but guessed anyway, and the conclusion is some misshapen Brave New World tell-all talk for pages thing, which is so empty.
The book feels empty. It is very beautiful, to be sure, but empty. The reason for no valid solution to the current world situation is given in a few sentences but I would have preferred it delved into more.
Also the constant hinting and references to the persistence of memory and the tragedy of knowledge condensed into a character’s musings is oddly hollow. Especially because her voice in it is initially charming and then repeats itself in tone and mannerism so it feels the author is the one speaking.
He did do a good job with a female voice, though.
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