A friend mentioned Mood Indigo to me at one point last year. He hadn’t read it; he just knew of it and had a copy of his own that he wanted to get to at some point. Since I’m usually not one to read foreign material that’s been translated, I figured I would give this a go since it sounded interesting.
“Eventually every lie becomes an unexploded bomb lurking beneath the surface, rusting away, ready to detonate”
I’ve been toying around with the thought of whether I’d rather this 3 stars or 4 stars since I don’t do halves in my ratings, and ultimately I feel that 3 stars better suits my liking of this book. Ultimately, I did not care the constant narration that made up a large portion of this book. Yes, there is some dialogue, but not a whole lot compared to the average fiction novel you might read.