I don’t think I would rate it as highly as my band-parent friend did—I am certainly not raving about it or anything—but I thoroughly enjoyed O’Farrell’s imaginings. She is excellent at taking a small detail and teasing it out into a process, a whole series of sensations and interwoven events that coalesce into a single moment.
It’s a good story, well told, and love and loss, family and the ties that bind (and gag) are the core elements, here. It’s a very introspective story and I can’t imagine how the elements that make this novel work so well could possibly translate to the silver screen. I liked this immersion into sixteenth century daily life, and into the very personal and intimate ways in which our characters navigate daily life, love, loss, and being who they are.