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A review by lfagundes
Scorch Atlas by Blake Butler
2.0
this guys writes like david cronenberg films -- viscerally. he uses words like 'gob' 'muck' 'vomit' and 'rind' a lot. everything is about rotting flesh, bugs, blond children, fathers and mothers, and mud.
his sentences use a lot of assonance, alliteration and consonance, giving them a nasty lyricalness. if he wasn't a poet before, he should be. i think his writing style would suit a poem better. it's very vivid and visual, but the plot(s) of the short stories was non-exisistent or intangible. he kinda says the same thing over and over. maybe that's the point? anyway, it's an interesting book from an experimental point of view, or purely for its language, but i wasn't enthralled by any means.
his sentences use a lot of assonance, alliteration and consonance, giving them a nasty lyricalness. if he wasn't a poet before, he should be. i think his writing style would suit a poem better. it's very vivid and visual, but the plot(s) of the short stories was non-exisistent or intangible. he kinda says the same thing over and over. maybe that's the point? anyway, it's an interesting book from an experimental point of view, or purely for its language, but i wasn't enthralled by any means.