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David Malouf's all-but-forgotten collection of autobiographical essays is an exceptional pleasure.
David Malouf's all-but-forgotten collection of autobiographical essays is an exceptional pleasure.
Dying Max Blecher had time and will enough provide a remarkable "fictional" chronicle of his decline.
Chilean Alejandro Zambra's stories move from fictional autobiography into handsome melancholy.
Jenny Erpenbeck denies death repeatedly to give a character a full 20th-century life.
David Vann's vision of family redemption starts magically, but grows foul with rage.
Young Irish writer Colin Barrett's first book of short stories is an out-of-nowhere knockout.
Max Blecher's musing about the terrors of life, and youth, is a near-perfect voyage into sadness.
A paranoid Salvadoran expat in Mexico City dreams of going him — but conspiracies come first.
Kazuo Ishiguro's tame Arthurian allegory ultimately shortchanges its considerable promise.
What's growing up in 1950s suburban America without sorcerers and robots?
Tadeusz Konwicki's tragicomic reflection of a man about to burn himself alive transcends ideology.
In a novel with autobiographical hues, Norwegian Per Petterson considers friendship and lost time.