This book has an interesting story line. Like all Holocaust litterature, it is full of amazing coincidences, close brushes with death, bad people and incredibly good people. All to be expected.
But Appignanesi doesn't really pull it off in my opinion. The main character, Bruno, is the only one who truly makes sense. The characters around him are poorly drawn, and often caricatures. Every time his daughter called him "Pops," I cringed.
Timelines are also a big problem. It's unclear when Bruno was born, and how old he was at the end of the war. Yes, child survivors did grow up very fast, but he seems much older than my calculations would have put him at. And when is the modern part of the story taking place? For it to make sense, it would have to be in the 1990s, but then the author mentions the Twin Towers falling. Arg.
And finally, the editing was pitiful. The book was full of spelling mistakes and words that either shouldn't have been there at all or were missing.
I read this book on vacation. I will put in it a little free library as soon as I find one to house it.