I am a die-hard Nick Cave fan
and not just because of his heart-wrenching rawness. He is an astonishing
lyricist, taking you to places tender, soulful and heart breaking or cruel,
twisted and terrifying. With this well honed skill, is it any wonder that he’s
an author for the intelligent and, dare I say it, a modern day classic?
‘And the Ass Saw the Angel’
is, from start to finish, relentless, relentlessly grim, sordid, sad, tragic.
With its biblical feel and characters so flawed that they could spawn a book in
themselves, it isn’t an easy read. I often felt as if I was dodging Cave’s
inventive adjectives like bullets coming out of the page, yet I was
inexplicably drawn back for more.
That said, I was not sorry to
finish it; I was damn near breathless by the end and was relieved to catch my
breath back. Fantastic!
©Lisa Lee 2012 Sleeping in Elvegren Reviews
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