Title: Too, too . . .
Product review: It's much too "post-metafictional" for me, this Elizabeth Costello character who knows everything about our main character. I waited for her appearance with bated breath, having read other reviewers here and hoping her arrival would give the narrative a much needed jolt of electricity. But no.I miss the South African nuances of the old Coetzee.The new Coetzee writes about -- a man who is losing his physical and emotional capacities and imagines he is in love with his caregiver? Hello? Have we not heard this plot 10 million times before? Or did it just start with Anna Nicole Smith? Endlessly ruminating about one's sad fate is also not a new thing.
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