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A review by adam75241
Edinburgh by Alexander Chee
4.0
This book was heavy. Blackhole heavy. One I had to take in pieces because it was too much to take in all at once.
The subject matter was incredibly hard to digest—child abuse at the top—and yet the writing and the author’s mastery of language kept me to the end.
Edinburgh is about the tunnels of the human condition, of memory and trauma. The tunnels are cold, buried deep underground, and winding. They are dark and cavernous and it is much too easy to get lost in them.
I keep thinking, How is it at all possible to create a book so hideous and trite yet so intricate and new all at the same time? How can every line of a story stand alone as a poem? Somehow Chee accomplishes all of this.
The subject matter was incredibly hard to digest—child abuse at the top—and yet the writing and the author’s mastery of language kept me to the end.
Edinburgh is about the tunnels of the human condition, of memory and trauma. The tunnels are cold, buried deep underground, and winding. They are dark and cavernous and it is much too easy to get lost in them.
I keep thinking, How is it at all possible to create a book so hideous and trite yet so intricate and new all at the same time? How can every line of a story stand alone as a poem? Somehow Chee accomplishes all of this.