`*Sigh* This book ... You know that conflicting feeling, when a book has so many issues that you really shouldn´t like it and yet you do like it. At least sort of.
I rolled my eyes so many times at the descriptions of the women and I really disliked the male-gaze narrative, but I was not surprised to stumble upon these things in a book written in the 1960s. I still didn´t like the way women were depicted, though. Add to this the weird psychoanalytical babble of a variety of characters and the most contrived and stilted love story I have read in a very long time and you get a book that I really shouldn´t like.
But, I kind of enjoyed it and I cannot even tell you why. Maybe it´s the writing or the fact that this book is completely whacky or it´s the atmospheric noir feeling this book gave me, I cannot exactly say why I kept on reading this book. I´m glad I did, though, because it was well worth to read this book for the intense ending alone.
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