A review by jaclynday
I Saw a Man by Owen Sheers

3.0

This book is an extended study on grief and anger, and honestly, it exhausted me a little bit. Not because it was bad (it was very good, actually), but because the emotional turmoil was so all-consuming that it left me feeling strange–empty, confused?–by the time I’d finished the book. Also: proooobbbably wasn’t my best plan to read this after a book (Kitchens of the Great Midwest) that was aggressively delightful. It’s like I was handed this delicious ice cream and then the scoops all slid off the cone one by one onto the depressing pavement.