Ralph Ellison, Invisible Man
I just finished re-reading Ralph Ellison's Invisible Man, for what I believe is my fourth time, and it was just as marvelous as ever. Any attempt by me to review or evaluate the book here would never do it justice; it's one of those perfect yet indescribable works of art that simply has to be experienced rather than explained. As always I found it to be chaotic, propulsive, contemplative, visceral, devastating. I don't even understand all of its meaning - including just what Ellison meant by "invisibility" - but that's one of the things that I love about it. I'll gladly be puzzling over this book for the rest of my life.
That's the best kind of book: "I'll gladly be puzzling over this book for the rest of my life."
Posted by: Paul at May 20, 2012 2:32:54 AM