I think I saw this book recommended somewhere; in any case it showed up in my library queue. It's about a man who is recovering from a bad accident. One day he sees something that reminds him of childhood and becomes obsessed with re-enacting scenes from his memory to the tiniest detail. The author played with concepts around memory and reality, as well as authenticity.
While the book started off slow, I really enjoyed the middle 75% of the story. However, I was disappointed in the ending. Like the Sopranos, it didn't really end, although I don't think McCarthy has any illusions about their being a movie made of this book. If you've read this and have any insight, please comment below!
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