A review by karp76
Lanark by Alasdair Gray

3.0

First discovered in some dusty corner of the Internet, I came to this with high expectations and a strong eagerness. Leaving, I cannot say that I feel the same. The book bursts with absurd post modernism, symbolism and strangeness unparalleled. By the end, it becomes a tiresome read, too long, too bloated, too convoluted, too tired to continue, too confused as to its nature: is it a story of a man, a city or the world? In the end, the question is lost. The politics become too much (or too little) and the story drags us and its hero to a slow and grinding halt. I'm glad to found this gem in its corner. I will take it with perhaps less glad than when I found it.