So, I'm back to Magic Realism, it would appear, with Helen Oyeyemi's Mr. Fox.
"It's ridiculous to be so sensitive about the content of fiction. It's not real. I mean, come on. It's all just a lot of games." says the fictional author, St. John Fox to his fictional heroine, Mary Foxe. She takes umbrage at her creator's villainy in constantly doing away with his female leads, and accuses him of being a serial killer.
Unfortunately, I AM sensitive about the content of fiction, and so while I know it's a lot of games, and am aware that Oyeyemi is playing them, (in what one reviewer has described as an almost "trippy" way), I just prefer my fiction to be more straightforward story-telling.
I do not deny that she is a very talented author, able to create tension and suspense, and to handle her protagonists with wit and humour, but I was left dissatisfied and bewildered by this novel.
I'm going back to meat and two veg, I think, and leaving the literary Sushi alone!
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