This sad story, told by the definitive unreliable narrator, is about the differences between appearance and reality, and about human willingness to see events in a light that best suits the viewer rather than as they really are. Perhaps the author is also saying that the protagonist is not merely representative of a particular character type or social class, but of Europe itself: decadent, complacent and oblivious to impending catastrophe? I loved it!
(Denise Lewis - bwl 67 Winter 2013 ) |
