A 1996 work. Earlier than his more well-known work, The Life of Pi.
I couldn’t help but compare this with The Life of Pi. In many ways it is just as good, with that twist of reality at the end and leaving the reader to wonder where were the crossover between reality and make-belief.
Reading this was like watching one of those unknown indie films – where you start off not knowing where the story is headed but you continue because the innocuous characters have grown on you. And when you reach the end of the story you think, “That was interesting”.
Essentially it is a mash of fiction and autobiographical elements. Probably should check out what a Wikipedia entry might say about this book.
It’s like the film, starring Robin Williams, “The World According of Garp” where you see the growing up of a child, from childhood to adolescent to adulthood; through friends, lovers, strangers.
But a lot weirder than the movie for sure.
A metaphysical exploration of where reality and escapism interjects.
Something changes to the protagonist and its a critical plot point so I won’t say anymore.
I think you can enjoy this if you just ease back, let the story unfold without trying to classify the book or anticipate the story.