Paul Auster's book starts with an event at once ordinary and unique. . .His father, after a divorce and 15 years of living alone in a big house in New Jersey, 'in the best of health, not even old, with no history of illness,' suddenly died. . . .It overwhelmed [Paul] not only with shock but also with a desperate need to examine at last his memory of the man who had been his father . . . .Solitude starts with. . .Auster's urge to save his father's life from vanishing along with his father. It leads initially to an evocation of his father's conduct and oddities, a reconstruction made of remembered scraps and impressions.The New York Times
...Integrates heart and intellect, sensation and speculation.