A review by artistic_tangerine
Šilkas by Alessandro Baricco

2.0

I probably wouldn't finish this if it had more pages than it did. Now it was okay. I kept getting déjà vu every five pages, because I swear I've read the same sentence just a moment back. The first time it happened I even checked if it's not some kind of print error. I don't know if all the beauty (I mean, tons of reviews claim it's beautifully written) got lost in translation or I wouldn't be able to find it despite the language I was reading this book in, but to me it was just a short story coated in poetic words.