The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
I have a hard time understanding the average rating for this book. I have been meaning to read it for a long time, but I never imagined it would be anywhere near as good as it is. I wish I could give it six stars. It is so touchingly told, and in a lovely unique voice. To be honest, there's no point at all in discussing the plot because it almost has nothing to do with it. Suffice to say it's an account of family tragedy that is infused with the gentle humor of objectively observing the everday and retelling it in a wry way.
Like Tolstoy, Roy confronts people's motivations as well as their hopes that these motivations are hidden and the extent to which they will go to hide those motivations. This deep layering of characters' thoughts and actions not only helps them feel real, but it helps the reader feel as if they actually are acquainted with these people, which heightens the intimacy of the story. I cannot recommend it enough. It would make a fantastic summer read, as it takes you so far out of your own world and so deeply into another.
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