![]() ![]() That’s the main reason I waited so long to read Foer’s book, but I just haven’t found a copy yet. My only regret is that I didn’t read The Street of Crocodiles first. The lyrical lines convey the anguish, but the plot is secondary. The plot revolves around a boy watching his father’s decent into madness or depression. "In the depths of the grayness, weeks passed like boats waiting to sail into the starless dawn, we were full of aimless endless darkness." It’s absolutely a gimmick that could be a crutch, but somehow the novel is beautiful and haunting in its own right. ![]() It was time-consuming, but that slowed me down enough to reflect on the words. I finally found that the easiest way for me to read it was to place a dark sheet of paper after each page that I read. Every single page is die-cut, which makes it difficult to read. Foer chose his favorite book and then painstakingly chose a few words from each page to craft a new work. The entire book is created out of the text of another book, Bruno Schulz’s The Street of Crocodiles. It’s not one of those books you can easily pick up and read. I bought a copy in 2011 and it’s been on my shelf ever since. ![]() I’ve always enjoyed Jonathan Safran Foer’s work, so when this one came out I was immediately intrigued. ![]() This is the strangest concept for a book that I’ve ever read. ![]()
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