A review by savaging
Bel Canto by Ann Patchett

4.0

You know when you hear those stories of snakes in zoos that befriend one of the rats they were supposed to eat? This story reminds me of the human equivalent of this preposterous grace, the failure that can allow beauty and even love to slip in under the door. Camus said it's necessary to imagine that Sisyphus is happy, trapped in an unending chore, and Patchett wrote a novel to convince us sometimes happiness like that can come easy.