A review by vizira
Sweet Lamb of Heaven by Lydia Millet

i finally called it quits with just under 50 pages left, because shit i just could not do it any longer. Millet has some genuinely interesting ideas here, about language and society etc but wow, she is terrible at actually pulling those things together into a satisfactory narrative.

the problems with this novel (and they are legion) might stem from the fact that it seems as though she just did not know what kind of novel to write. a fun thriller, or a wierd philosophical treatise on the nature of language and its place in society? so she wrote both and duct-taped them together, and didn't bother to spend the time or energy to develop either or work it into any sort of compelling narrative.

maybeee a really good editor could have saved this trash fire but alas