Lovely and poetic in parts. Bit too clever or post modern or something. Emotions morph into landscapes, sunsets, and quiet farmers with landscape-like brows. Severe and stark. That can be exactly what one wants sometimes...
I did enjoy the duality between philosophy (Erica) and psychoanalysis (Sophie). But women are hysterical or earthly passive. Love is a sudden alien surprise. There is (even) a rescue by a gallant knight character.
Erica comes to the country to study the pages written by Wesley Anthill a self styled philosopher. Wesley's story is told interspersed through the present day story. Wesley's story would have been enough for me. There is a grand finale in his story revealed with great fanfare. boom boom ta da surprise! Shortly after his narrative ends.
Thinking about thinking gives Wesley and Erica headaches and gives the book a slow, plodding texture.
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