Theresa Miller

Can’t understand why this won the Booker Prize. It left me feeling very flat and reminded me of Albert Camus’ The Stranger - an emotionally detached man drifts through life - rags to riches to rags again. There’s very little internal dialogue or self reflection. The dialogue is uninteresting and mundane. Life just happens to him. Maybe it’s a reflection of where we are as a society- feeling powerless and with little agency.

Brilliant. A modern retelling of Huckleberry Finn from the slave, Jim’s POV. Loved every page.

A stark warning for us all about species extinction as well as a story about love and childhood trauma. Gripping.