Edouard Baranger Baranger من عند نيويورك من عند نيويورك

** spoiler alert ** Though it took me a surprisingly long time to figure out that the story Kasischke told *was* 'the life before her eyes', once I did it all made sense. The shifts of tense - present for things in the 'past' and past for things in the 'present' were made clear. The whole novel felt like a dream. I thought that there were a bit too many flowery metaphors, but once I realized that the novel was, essentially, a dream, the choice to include them made sense. Left me feeling disturbed and disquieted, otherwise I might have rated higher.