lost interest by about page 75 -- too airless, these Germans...
Yesterday's review, below, was quite inadequate - I'll leave it, since I'm too lazy currently to post a proper one. But let me add two points. First this book presents an astonishing -- and astonishingly sober -- picture of the inner life of a schizophrenic, something about which Glauser himself was...
Maybe this deserves more. I've been spoiled, I imagine by people like Frisch and Durrenmatt. The oddest thing about this book is how so not odd it is.The author, to quote from the book 'died aged fourty-two, a few days before he was due to be married. Diagnosed a schizophrenic, addicted to morphine ...