What a hypnotic book. You know those books you sit down to read and before you look up again, 50 pages have gone by? This is that kind of book. At first, the love triangle seems familiar and the land (Vietnam) exotic, but Soli is so gifted with specific detail and imagery that I eagerly waded into her world. Even her descriptions of photography became alluring.
And I admired the balanced look at war photography, the hypnotic and addictive ethics of it and what it means to look at life from behind a camera and whether it means to take a picture when all those around you are dying.
A writer to watch. I’m looking forward to The Forgetting Tree.