Towering, antagonizing ... Weary readers, somewhere adrift in this 1,000-page surrealist auto-exegesis, may feel inclined to accuse Lentz of adopting the bloated, paranoiac excess of postmodern fiction. They would not be entirely wrong ... But the book’s fidelity to ordeal and vexation marks it above all as a quest narrative ... It is experimental fiction that stores its pleasures in the way-stations of form, rich deposits of beauty and terror ... The novel’s formal pyrotechnics sometimes obscure the familiarity of its central trope ... Entire sections left me baffled ... It is part of the exquisite paradox of reading Schattenfroh, one of the great, and greatly demanding, literary pleasures of the year: that its annihilating fantasy should somehow reach us as so much light streaming through darkness.
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