I liked this one.
It is only the second book of his that I have read.
It actually reminded me more of a Hemmingway than of Fitzgerald. But since I've only read a couple of each author, perhaps a more accurate way to put it is that it reminded me more of A Farewell to Arms than of The Great Gatsby.
I was depressing like The Great Gatsby, but in a much less tragic and infuriating way. More like a quiet sad book that isn't always sad. But leaves you just a little bit depressed when you finish.
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