Marguerite Duras

In prewar Indochina during the last days of colonialism, a fifteen-and-a-half-year-old French girl initiates herself into a world of passion and lust, of abandon and undying love, through her love affair with a Chinese man

The Lover

Extremely mid. All about her desire for a Chinese man. What was the point of the story? 

Cherry Chen 

Trever

I don't know why the writing style didn't bother me more than it did. Usually the first person present tense with that staccato-like thing bothers me, but it really fit the narrative here. That aspect reminded me of the part of  Cat's Eye that I've read, but I feel like Atwood is too controlled to be able to pull it off. Duras experiments with style and voice, where Atwood follows a fairly traditional structure. (Not to say I don't like Atwood, just not that novel because of the voice.) The story itself isn't that interesting, but the style manages to hook you anyway.