This book fulfills my imaginings of what an ex-pat book would be. Phillips is witty and embraces that complex, cliched and incestual relationship that can emerge when you mix a varied crew of ex-pats in a (from our perspective) "foreign" city.
Calling it a "Kundera-flavored debut" is a bit loaded, unless the reviewer is referring to inexplicably bizarre dream sequences and philosophies...
more This book fulfills my imaginings of what an ex-pat book would be. Phillips is witty and embraces that complex, cliched and incestual relationship that can emerge when you mix a varied crew of ex-pats in a (from our perspective) "foreign" city.
Calling it a "Kundera-flavored debut" is a bit loaded, unless the reviewer is referring to inexplicably bizarre dream sequences and philosophies linking sex and politics. Although, it did remind me of Hemingway, just a little (don't get a big head there, Phillips!)
You are sure to expand your vocabulary with this book.
Read it and discuss it with others who have either lived abroad or travelled extensively.
And isn't that cover beautiful? Just looking at it gives me a bad case of wanderlust...
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