2,5 stars
This is the story of a 19-year-old boy, Albert, whose father, Fred, is diagnosed with a heart condition and is going to die in about 7 months. The problem is (besides what’s obvious) that Albert doesn’t know who his mother is, and this short time is what’s left for him to find out. The other problem is that Fred is mentally disabled in some capacity, so it won’t be an easy task.
I didn’t love this book, to be honest. Let me tell you why.
One thing I will definitely give to the author is that the story DOES move very fast: from beginning to end the perspective changes 6 or 7 times, switching back and forth between the present and the past; an awful lot of things happen, an awful lot of characters are introduced; every chapter moves the plot forward.
But still.
Stillness, that’s what was missing for me from this book: some pauses to reflect on what was happening, some time to engage with thoughts rather than actions.
My main critique is that nothing really affects the characters at a psychological level: revelations are made, things change, and yet nobody stops to think about themselves because, as the title suggests, everything moves very, very fast.
Also, so much of it is cliché I spent most of my time rolling my eyes at the corny “philosophical” and quirky lines.
And the metaphors and similes were poor.
And some plot points felt like they were there to grab your attention rather than to build a compelling story.
All in all, as you can tell, I didn’t love it. It was a quick read, that’s for sure, but that’s not enough for me to like a book.