I was not is a wonderful, slightly bizarre entertainment novel. Kristof Magnusson proves everyday sense of irritation and a fast-paced plot that as can be described not too complicated but not overly trivial. If I may say it straightforward: the story is fun.
The characters are fun: Jasper
Lüdemann an investment banker to the 30's, feeds on Snickers and coffee and is quite paranoid. Secretly, he sees himself as a rock star of the dealer room, a nice reference to the "Masters of the Universe" in Tom Wolfe's Bonfire of the Vanities .
Henry Lamarck is a world class writer, just 60 have become. The whole world is waiting for his new novel, but the do not exist. Instead, Henry disappears from his own birthday and was never seen again.
Meike Urbanski is his German translator who fled the Bio-philistinism in Hamburg Hills neighborhood in a shack in the countryside and there desperately waiting for Henry's manuscript.
The fate of the three adventurers woven Magnusson in Chicago, and the financial crisis provides the appropriate framework for action for the emotional confusion of the characters. The narrative perspective alternates between Jasper, Henry and Meike, short temporal transitions keep the drama in the tension. From the first page, I was in there in the plot - this is now not a given.
deserves a special mention of the wine cooler in the household of Meike's Hamburger Couple friends. Here, the classic organic market-hipster has been observed more than 30 precise.
undramatic conclusion: reads ratzefatze away, keeps well. Now.
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