A review by lillianviolinist
Elizabeth Costello by J.M. Coetzee

4.0

I suppose I liked some chapters of this book better than others. I did not particularly enjoy the chapter discoursing evil, though it did provide a useful break in Elizabeth's character.
I found her ramblings fascinating, the product of a too-well-read mind. Perhaps her assertion about reading and writing being not necessarily a positive is correct. Her assertions seem to mirror and diverge from that of their ultimate author (Coetzee himself) what is more important: reason or emotion. Can we truly cut ourself off from belief and do we lose our humanity in doing so? There are definitely multiple gates and perhaps Elizabeth's unwillingness to see them is the most tragic part of all.