A review by piccoline
The Childhood of Jesus by J.M. Coetzee

3.0

This started pretty strong and strange. Very odd and mysterious, with some really wonderful touches that highlight the distorted ways we have organized our world. The title, too, is of course quite pregnant with meaning, and creates a nice ongoing puzzle for the reader.

Rather disappointing, then, that the book grows repetitive and ever less interesting as it heads down the closing stretch. What first seemed like fresh and strange semi-philosophical interludes become more affected and yield much diminished returns.

Worth a look, but in the end a misfire.