![]() ![]() While the ‘other I’ is marked merely as amanuensis at the start, it appears as anything but, and obstreperously directs the narrative away from any serious engagement with the swirling conscious - and possibly roiling unconscious - lives of the novel’s various characters in prose so contrived that it pricks the brain. ![]() It is primarily because Jeet Thayil’s shallow, pretentious, pseudo-erudite, gratuitously arcane authorial persona invades the narrative and never lets it go. This is not just because it is incredibly difficult to write about induced states in a way that makes them interesting to a non-induced reader. While perhaps all of this makes perfect sense to the narrator, it certainly does not to the reader, and the prose does not emanate from the irrational or the hallucinatory or the surreal. ![]()
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