An Auster book that encountered mixed reviews
(at best) from critics and was quickly forgotten by readers, and one which I
actually really liked.
Dystopia is boring, dystopia is overdone,
dystopia is so very often the same old story. But Auster writes it differently:
Auster is supremely talented, Auster is (nearly) always interesting, Auster is cynically
critical of everyone (including himself, I believe).
And Man
in the Dark is not just about a supposed dystopian future, it is about a
man facing his own fears, the pain of fixing a shattered family, the dynamics
between a father and grandfather and his daughter and granddaughter, the long –
and possibly impossible to complete – process of recreating a life after a
massive loss.
This might not be Auster’s best book, yet it is
still better (or, if not better, at least way more interesting) than 96.7 % of
the books published over the last 10 years.
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