A review by mcckev
Tsim Tsum by Sabrina Orah Mark
2.0
I immediately bought this book after reading Mark’s essay “Fuck the Bread. The Bread is Over.” in the Paris Review.
I have a friend who is an abstract painter. When I admitted to him that I don’t get his work, he told me “it’s all about what the painting makes you feel.” Fair enough. Tsim Tsum is like an abstract painter trying to turn one of their color field paintings into a 90-minute feature length film. Perhaps if it were shorter, much shorter, than it’s already-minuscule 80 pages, it might have worked better.
I have a friend who is an abstract painter. When I admitted to him that I don’t get his work, he told me “it’s all about what the painting makes you feel.” Fair enough. Tsim Tsum is like an abstract painter trying to turn one of their color field paintings into a 90-minute feature length film. Perhaps if it were shorter, much shorter, than it’s already-minuscule 80 pages, it might have worked better.