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You don't so much read Sem-Sandberg as stand in the fiery wind of his prose . . . There is something here of Samuel Beckett's trilogy - nothing is too small to shine an unwavering light on . . . The Chosen Ones is the logical outlay of a worst-case scenario of the human soul. It is not a book that can be read for delight, though it features beautiful sentences, and when Sem-Sandberg describes landscape and weather he has the sudden generosity of a poet. But he is also the ambassador of the unwanted child everywhere, then and now, and that is a rarer profession even than poet . . . Some novels are described as dark, in order to alert the reader. But this novel, translated into English by Anna Paterson, is as bright as a cloudless June sky under which, behind walls and doors, we go about our inexplicable human business. Sebastian Barry Guardian
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The Chosen Ones, Steve Sem-Sandberg
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- Released
- 2016
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- Title
- The Chosen Ones
- Language
- English
- Authors
- Steve Sem-Sandberg
- Publisher
- Faber & Faber, London
- Released
- 2016
- Format
- Paperback
- ISBN10
- 0571288464
- ISBN13
- 9780571288465
- Category
- Fiction
- Description
- You don't so much read Sem-Sandberg as stand in the fiery wind of his prose . . . There is something here of Samuel Beckett's trilogy - nothing is too small to shine an unwavering light on . . . The Chosen Ones is the logical outlay of a worst-case scenario of the human soul. It is not a book that can be read for delight, though it features beautiful sentences, and when Sem-Sandberg describes landscape and weather he has the sudden generosity of a poet. But he is also the ambassador of the unwanted child everywhere, then and now, and that is a rarer profession even than poet . . . Some novels are described as dark, in order to alert the reader. But this novel, translated into English by Anna Paterson, is as bright as a cloudless June sky under which, behind walls and doors, we go about our inexplicable human business. Sebastian Barry Guardian