Austerlitz is definitely one of those post-modern, unfulfilling texts with the open-ended finish that just leaves you with twenty million unanswered questions.
It's also kind of poetic, in the long narrative that just continues without pause and draws you into what is not necessarily a thrilling story, but one that captivates you and unsettles you all at the same time.
The use of architecture throughout the book to pin spaces to memories and to create memories in these spaces is quite important for this as a piece of Holocaust literature. It's also very much secondary generation style.

Overall, I read this in a day largely because I had to, but it was quite hard going at times, confusing, emotional, disruptive, but something that did keep me reading even when I knew I had to. A difficult book to just suddenly stop with.