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help, i can't stop reading toni morrison!

just kidding. that is not a problem i'm looking to solve.

morrison never holds your hand and walks you through it, even though sometimes you (read: i) wish she would.

this finale in the beloved trilogy has so much to say about violence and oppression, but still i somehow wish it said more.

we follow the residents of a town and of a convent as we crawl toward the act of violence that ends the life they know, but i was jarred by the act and how quickly and confusingly it was over. the writing didn't seem like the same standard i've come to know, and the ending was a strange abrupt where are they now while the credits rolled.

the vibes were off.

bottom line: my least favorite toni morrison, and i still liked it.

(3.5)