A review by johndiconsiglio
Winter by Ali Smith

4.0

Say this for Scottish novelist Smith: No one else has a voice quite like hers. It’s tart, dreamy, improvisational & doesn’t care much about capitalization, punctuation or even margins. I’m squarely in her experimental corner. (The book opens with a disembodied head merrily floating with holly in its teeth.) A follow-up to her knockout Autumn, the plot (plot?) locks 4 souls in a country house at Christmas. She’s again exploring disconnection in the Time of Trump. If you’re game, it’s worth the ride, even with less of Autumn’s subtlety & warmth. (It’s Winter, after all.) Waiting for Spring.