A review by ostrava
Molloy by Samuel Beckett

4.0

Molloy is a very strange book (an understatement, I know). Stripped down as it is from any discernible plot, it seems to be built almost like a "drag". The novel "drags" the characters, and not the other way around. The actions are almost observed by Molloy and Moran, rather than performed.

I don't have much else to say about the book right now. I feel at both times indifferent and highly impressed, like watching someone chug a liter of sunflower oil without passing out. I don't know :/