Book reviews

"The unnamable" (Samuel Beckett, 1953)

And here's the last book of the trilogy. It has taken me forever to read. It is really dense, and a complicated style full of interjections and parenthetical observations, making it quite hard to read.

Some bits of it are very beautiful, and I realised most of the book gets better if read out aloud.

The subject didn't quite engage with me; it's sort of hard to follow, way harder than Malone dies. If I finished it, it's because I'm stubborn, not because it was particularly pleasant.