Name: Faserland. Roman.
ISBN: 9783423129824

Christian Kracht

Faserland. Roman.

heleen de boever

This was one of the most frustrating reads in a long time. It's so postmodern it's a bit sickening. You can just imagine the Lyotardian analyses of Faserland... Which would be okay if there was the least bit of contextualisation, but instead it's just an endless parade of judgmental, masturbatory and whiny observations, which, because it's written as the first-person narrative of this protagonist who is basically the culmination of every smugly complacent boy & man I have ever been bored by, YOU GET NO BREAK FROM. Don't even get me started on the limited characterisation of the female characters - in those few instances where they were actually graced with a name, their most redeeming quality is still being hübsch. It seems to me a particular arrogance is involved when an author decides to devote his time to create a platform for a protagonist who has this little to say. 

And then, roughly 15 pages before the end, I - weirdly, annoyingly - kind of got into it??? Which was the most frustrating bit of all. Useless. USELESS.

Faserland. Roman.

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