Julian Barnes's brilliant new novel is short, complicated and gorgeously written; and, in the end, both puzzling and upsetting. Looking back on his "quiet" life, Tony Webster discovers that nothing was quite what it seemed to be, and — reminiscent of Virginia Woolf — a lot more disturbing. —Peter Meinke, CL Poet's Notebook columnist and St. Petersburg Poet Laureate
This article appears in Dec 15-21, 2011.
