A review by moirastone
Irma Voth by Miriam Toews

2.0

Scathing scenes of movie director hubris are always welcome. But in this case the director in question is a not-very-thinly-veiled-at-all Carlos Reygadas, and the film shoot that provides the backbone of this novel's plot is Silent Light, and I found myself irrationally angry at Miriam Toews for daring to offer an unflattering perspective on a movie I dearly loved. I am not particularly proud of this reaction, but there it is.