William Faulkner, 1936
Date read: 11/13/24
This is a weird story told weirdly. First, the story: basically a poor man tried to become rich but his whole family is fucked up because of his choices. Essentially. It is told from various points of view, second-, third-, and fourthhand; it is remembrances of retellings of a story someone heard from their grandfather or etc. It gets the story across but is a little hard to follow at points. Also the last few chapters are like entirely dense dialog. Faulkner used punctuation sparsely and in his own special way.
I can't say I liked or enjoyed this novel, but I didn't dislike it either. It was an experience.
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