I’ve been on the lookout for reviews of Sweet Tooth the last couple weeks, and disappointed there haven’t been more. I’m partway through and really enjoying it, but more for the writing than the somewhat dry plot. Brown is much more tepid on it, but I can’t really argue with her reading of the book. Despite that, and despite being scared of the “‘Atonement’-like twist” Brown warns, so far I’m content to keep Sweet Tooth as one of my top picks for this year.
“Lean and literate…with a frightening ration or velocity to torque” is an eloquent way to describe a collection of essays, and a description that almost singlehandedly sells me on this book. I don’t know anything about Roiphe, but her apparant reputation for getting under people’s skin piques my curiosity. Sticking this one on my Christmas list.
Do I like Oliver Sacks. Yes. Do I want to read a “first-person literal travelogue [in which] experimentation followed a scholarly grounding in the literature of drug taking: he downed LSD, Artane, morning glory seeds, morphine, and others, and the result is a phantasmagoric addition to the library that already contains De Quincey, Baudelaire, Huxley?” Absolutely.