Flights is such a bizarre book, snippets that flit from one narrative to the next, leaving the reader slightly dazed. It almost feels like several different novels smashed into one - when you reach a new storyline and get into it, the old one fades into the background, like a half-remembered dream, and it seems impossible that they’re part of the same book. A man who’s wife and child go missing, a woman who runs away from the responsibility of being a caregiver to her son, a drunk ferry captain who essentially kidnaps a group of passengers, a scientist curating preserved human remains - all of these stories  that don’t really go together and yet do. It’s quite something, I can’t say I loved it but it’s certainly unique, and I’m glad I read it.