My rating: 3 of 5 stars
Ulysses for those who can’t be bothered to struggle with Joycean prose.
My goodness, how this novel dragged through the minutiae of Dr. Perowne’s Saturday: from his contemplation of a plane crash in the pre-dawn sky through his preparations to leave for a squash game to a fender-bender on a crowded street to his day at the hospital to the evening events stemming from a chance encounter earlier that day and, finally, to contemplating the pre-dawn sky once again. Full circle. Full stop.
It’s exhausting. Beautifully written, but must be read with a certain determination of purpose and gritting of teeth.