It’s hard to know what to make of a novel comprised of all the minute quotidian detail that most novels would cut out. There are touches of humour, and I especially enjoyed this exposition on the lack of reference to lavatorial necessities in Western film and literature (p128-9):
While this might sound a bit gripey, I didn’t not enjoy it; in fact, I was impressed with a writer who could keep my attention with so little plot. But I didn’t love it either, though it could be testament to the author’s skill that it left me feeling as much an outsider to this novel as the characters portrayed. Thanks to Oneworld for my review copy.