The experience of reading this novel was intense, to say the least. At times, I was so over powered by its darkness that I needed to set it down to take brain breaks. Arthur Rimbaud (portrayed here as the fictional protagonist, Claude Morel) was a poet I have always greatly admired, and Ullman did a fantastic job of bringing his story to life, the young poet’s creative genius, his passion, his adventures, his loves, his addictions, his struggle with his sexuality and his faith as well as with his creativity, his travels around the world, and his disappointments. I agree with many of the critics here who were disappointed that the first 200 pages were fascinating and moved at a break neck speed, while the later 500 were a bit of a slog, but I am only downgrading it one star for that because I love a setting driven tale, and I was taken places in this novel that I have never been. My main problem was that even some of these stunning setting details in the book’s second two thirds included far too much repetition, which could have been streamlined through some much needed editing. Nonetheless, I am grateful to have read this powerful book, and I recommend it. Maybe I would rate it 4.5 if given that choice.
April 21, 2024: After some meaningful reflection, I changed my mind about this one. It seems the author intentionally dragged out those desert scenes in the second half of the book in order to recreate for readers the hypnotic, endless, and frustrating feelings these characters experience as they cross the African desert on foot and by caravan, which seems to them infinite at times. So, I am changing my rating from 4 or 4.5 stars to five today. This one was too compelling and well written to merit any less.