A review by chlosophis
Surfacing by Margaret Atwood

2.0

This is the sort of book that grips you for 50 pages, and then bores you for 50 pages, but then grips you again and suddenly you’ve finished it.

It could just be my fickle moods.

Atwood once again uses the absurd to point out the absurdity of women and their positions in patriarchal societies. And by absurd, I mean ABSURD. Not to ruin the ending… but there IS a Smeagle-to-Gollum-like transformation in the main female character.

I am generally a Margaret Atwood fan - but this book was a little on the slow side.