A Single Man
by Charlotte Reads Classics
A Single Man, Christopher Isherwood
It is official. I love Christopher Isherwood. A lot.
Does this suffice for a review? Maybe not, but its definitely going to be the main theme of mine. Writing so beautiful it makes your heart break. I did this the wrong way though, and did see A Single Man at the cinema when it came out, which has obviously left a big gap in between seeing and reading. But my interest was re-ignited after watching the BBC film Christopher and His Kind.
He writes very human characters, they are completely believable even when you only see snap shots of them. The narrative does create a cinematic feel – it is a very sense oriented film, even though the underlying tones of grief are almost existential. And I much prefer the more enigmatic ending the book provides. An excellent read, will be picking up more.