This latest novel by the Chinese writer A Yi is a quick read, not
just because it's a bit over 200 pages, but because it's a crime
novel narrated by the killer himself, so...
I'm
always intrigued by stories like this, because writers can delve into
the psychologies of their main characters and dredge up some
qualities that we might see within ourselves. I'm thinking here, for
instance, about Highsmith's The
Talented Mr. Ripley
and Hughes's In a
Lonely Place.
And this is precisely what Yi does with his unnamed, muderous
teenaged narrator, bringing us into his mind as he plans and then
executes his crime.