Dear Mr. Hage:
I will not be reading De Niro’s Game. I hope you’re not too disappointed. I know you won the IMPAC Dublin Literary Award and I hear the prize for that is €100,000, so maybe that will help salve the wound if not absolutely everyone can tackle your book.
I really did try to read it, twice. But then I had this conversation:
Me: I’m trying to read it, again, so I can give your copy back sometime this century. I’m finding it very… male.
Carl: It is very male.
Me: The main character is difficult to like.
Carl: Yes, he’s unlikeable. But you really get to see how living in a place like Beirut changes you into something else.
And after that bleak conversation, I decided not to bother. I hereby concede that living in Beirut would change me.
Best of luck with your career,