“situated in a small town somewhere in the south in the 1940's before the second world war the story follows lives of several of the motley inhabitants, what they do with their time and what they think about those lives finally, and what they think is this: "i'm not really special, no, i'm not, but if somebody would notice me, understand me, well...then...maybe i could be special, i would be, if somebody would notice me..."
only nobody ever does. or they notice the wrong thing. or they notice somebody else. nobody gets it right.
brutal and unforgiving, yet lyrical too, like a doorway in a terrible storm, this work shocks and surprises...and then you pause and muse that it was written by a 20-something back in the purported "good old days". incredible.”
