The Midnight Library by
Matt Haig
My rating:
3 of 5 stars
What works best about this book is the concept. It is not so much that it is novel, rather it is fulfilling. The opportunity to choose again, to relive, to move away from regret. That concept is beautiful, it gets to the heart of the fear of human existence. We don't get a second chance, but if we did, would we live differently?
It's a shame that it is executed in a way that does not do justice to the power of the core concept. The writing refuses to be significant or memorable, and sometimes is difficult to follow. It isn't bad, and would be forgiven in most cases. The setting of the library and the vague but mechanistic way in which it functions is also strange and unfulfilling. The mini-twists are unsatisfying and almost take away from the reading experience.
None of these are fatal. They are all perfectly bearable, so you might just get through the entire book and even claim to have had a decent time. The problem is that the potential oozes out of every page. The concepts, the beauty, the themes, they are begging to be expressed in a way that makes the reader scream and weep and laugh and shuffle uncomfortably till they want to live!
The book doesn't express them in that way. The book simply ambles along till it stops. The ending is perhaps the worst part, with some semblance of peace but a lot of lessons that feel almost naive after the themes explored.
There was so much here. Art, poetry, philosophy, death, mortality, the void. It isn't a bad book, but it hurts to think about what it could have been.
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