I Am Alone. . . Utterly Alone

A nice review of Paul Bowles The Sheltering Sky.

It is possible to get more depressing, but even in the works of those who would be as depressing--Sartre, Beckett, there are usually elements that relieve the unrelenting oppression (thus making it more oppressive).  Mr. Bowles is not long on humor, though he is a very, very talented, skilled writer.  It does not, however, ever pull The Sheltering Sky out of the realm of the terminally depressing.

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