My second Coetzee after the elusive Foe. Disgrace is more down to earth. It was a quick read, both in terms of length and page-turning quality. While I thought the length gave enough room for the story I also didn't want it to end. I couldn't put my finger on it but the writing in Disgrace had a very absorbing quality that drew me in right away and refused to let me go after the last sentence. It doens't look fancy, but it certainly is. The book does something to you: it makes you sad and introspective while also making you happy through its beauty. I almost want to go out and buy some more Coetzee books right away..

25 August 2009


Had to read this novel for its Postcolonial value. And while it certainly satisfied on that level, it turned to be rewarding on other levels as well; surprising for a redo of Robinson Crusoe, a novel which I didn't like at all. Foe, however, is a lot better. Beautifully written and very concise (something that definitely doesn't count for Crusoe) this short novel manages to pose intriguing questions such as 'Why do we write stories' and 'Why do people wish to read them'; 'How do we use language'; 'Why do we treat other people the way we do'. In all, Foe got me thinking about all sorts of things; one of them, which novel of Coetzee to read next.

21 June 2007

Penguin Books, 1987
Originally published 1986


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