Pfitz by Andrew Crumley


Crumley is the author of the well received novel, his first, Music in a Foreign Language, which worked well and made him seem like an English version of Milan Kundera: serious, thoughtful and intelligent, with an impressive command of the “novel of ideas”. However this novel, his second, though an interesting conception, is rather poor in execution. The “intellectual high-wire act” sags desperately towards the ground after a few pages, and some elements are so poorly dealt with, especially the putative love affair. Here’s a sample of the pretty insipid prose.


Mr A


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