The person you love is 72.8 percent water and there’s been no rain for weeks.
Second book with absurdly long title in less than four weeks time? Also: Scandinavian. Which means that I want to like it, but always am a little bit confused by the way it’s written. Cool, without frizzles but which also gives it the risk of being slightly boring.
Some stories are like those pieces of clothing with which you struggle to find the right hole for putting it on. The first 40 – 50 pages I had to get used to the lack of goals main character Matthias has (he just wants to be a cog in the machine, nothing else), the repetition of this and other emotions and yes – the writing style.
His break point was pretty much aligned with mine. Suddenly I wanted to hold him by his hand, see him through his questions, self-discovery and the uninhabitable but gorgeous (described) Faroe Islands. I cared for the man and his head-in-the-sand-behaviour.
Near the end I felt like I had become acquainted with him because of listening to his life story. It wasn’t always pretty and sometimes I wanted to smack him for being stupid, but I cared. And that’s always nice in a book.
Buzz Aldrin, What Happened To You In All The Confusion?, Johan Harstad, Seven Stories Press 2011