
I‘m pretty sure I read this years ago. It is good to have a copy.
I‘m pretty sure I read this years ago. It is good to have a copy.
The beginning of this year has seen me continuing my journey through small press and translated fiction. This is the story of a Norwegian girl who goes on a school semester in Australia where she ends up living in a renovated brewery with another girl. The brewery has only thin walls and the borders between the girls and sound and reality blur. While it was an interesting exploration of intimacy and loneliness it didn‘t fully work for me.
Well… that was something. I have no idea how it landed on my book shelf (but a receipt tucked inside showed that I bought it in 2015).
Definitely felt like a product of its time (the 90s) and maybe had I read it 20 years ago I‘d have been more into it.
It was just ‘meh‘ for me BUT I do get where he was going which …
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Jodorowski's fanciful retelling of his family's history mixes the lofty with the loam. Beautiful stories about lion tamers learning to read by ordering letters around like beasts sit next to blasé recountings of sexual abuse, incest, assault, and mass killings. There's value in stories about tarot cards that preach worker solidarity, provided you can tolerate Jodorowsky's instinct to build a nest feathered with mysticism, pubic hair, and trauma.