A review by bluelilyblue
Nights at the Circus by Angela Carter

4.0

She was feeling supernatural tonight. She wanted to eat diamonds.

A novel that is easy to get into, but extremely difficult to keep coming back to, Carter's Nights at the Circus gets increasingly carnavalesque and outlandish, to the point where I wasn't even trying to absorb information about the plot and the characters--I had accepted it for the obscure fever dream it is. It blurs the edges between everything and everything--reality and dream, fact and fiction, femininity and masculinity--and it lets a very ambitious, very postmodern view of humanity and gender identity. Glad I didn't give up on it!