More often than I’d like to admit, on a Friday night, I’ll turn on the Sportsball, and enjoy some bubbles and a packet of potato chips for dinner. Compelling eating – once you pop, and all that – but ultimately nutritionless, completely bad for me. I consumed Flesh over the course of a late afternoon, all in one sitting, not unlike those potato chips. I walked away feeling the same dearth of depth and sustenance. I’m struggling with how to approach reviewing it, because I […]
No Sir, I Just Didn’t Like It
Flesh by David Szalay





