01.08.15
When I was young and romantic, I was a big Niall Williams fan. The photo isn't of my copy but it's battered enough to be. But now I'm older and more cynical, I demand more from my novels than dreamy lyricism and a dash of magic realism. The poetry, however beautiful, isn't enough to sustain the story, and it's ultimately an unsatisfying read.
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