Glen Duncan’s A Day and a Night and a Day is a thinly disguised essay about terrorism and extraordinary rendition dressed up with tattered characterization, florid metaphor and a plot that barely hangs together. The main female character is a compendium of traits that don’t add up to an actual person, and the ways in which Duncan chooses to make the main character sympathetic are so blatantly obvious that I reacted contrarily by despising him.
From the Guardian review:”On a larger scale, he seems to have persuaded himself that hackneyed plot manoeuvres can be justified by making the characters’ sensitivity to the hackneyed a subject of debate in the novel. He comes across as a writer who’s become so absorbed by sentence rhythms on the one hand and grand themes on the other that he’s lost all perspective on his performance as a whole.” Exactly!
(Read from April 7-April 10, 2010)