Few came up with strong opinions, there seemed to be more questions than answers inconclusive was a word that sprang to mind. ‘Electrifying novel about beauty, envy and carelessness’, said one tweet, ‘fever dream of a book that meticulously details the life and history of Saul Adler, as a fragment monologue that begins on the Abbey Road…’, said another, ‘an historian lost in time.’īut in a way, I felt short-changed. In an effort to write this review I read some other reviews, I listened to podcasts and interviews with Levy, and scrolled through Twitter to see what others had said. It was as if I had to let this mesmeric, bewildering and often confusing book ferment and gently settle in my mind. I haven’t been able to write this review for some weeks. This line from ‘The Man Who Saw Everything’, Deborah Levy’s eighth novel, and third in seven years to be nominated for the Booker Prize, has haunted me ever since I put it down. “You are only significant if you are significant.”
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