Top positive review
28 October 2018
I love Ottessa Moshfegh – I hope one day to meet her at a NYC bar and spend hours drinking in her company. Do you hear me, Universe?
So. "My Year of Rest and Relaxation". We are introduced to three ladies, who are presented to us solely for the sake of entertainment: the nameless main character, who God knows how is still alive if you take into account the rainbow of pharma she consumes 24/7, her beautiful friend Reva, a walking disaster and a thesaurus of quotes of the “help yourself” variety, silently suffering from bulimia, and Dr. Tuttle, a psychotherapist/shaman. All of them are multifaceted, beautiful and unique, not unlike the snowflakes. All possess a variety of problems, just dig a bit deeper. Each of them could be a marvelous heroine of a book in her own right. Love them!
If you think that the book about a rich if troublesome girl ("tall and thin and blond and pretty and young")
going to sleep by way of narcotic hibernation is not your cup of tea – I urge you to reconsider. This is a great book. But man this book is so much more than just a story about the nameless sleeping beauty! It's scary stuff!
Moshfegh’s new book is another tough nut, which will not be liked by everyone (think about all the [metaphorically] broken teeth). But if you like black humor, sarcasm and satire – this is cool stuff. Passivity as a rebellion has never looked so enticing.
Ottessa, let me buy you a drink!