I am not really sure how to approach my review of ‘The Glutton.’ I loved it and hated it with equal passion. I felt the whole range of emotions reading it. A longing, disgust, disappointment, sadness, joy, and then all of those over again.

The Great Tarare never loved, never appreciated, never understood.
Instead of me trying to explain the book to you, you just need to pick it up and read it for yourself. You will be horrified at parts, and you will try, perhaps even beg yourself, to put it down, but you will continue to read it, because Tarare drags you forward along the path with him to the end.

The author, AK Blakemore, has the most delicious way with words. And, I will admit, I did have to look up quite a few, but they were always the perfect choice. They also chose to use a figure from French history, which I did not realize until about two-thirds of the way through the book when something made me do a quick google search. They couldn’t have picked a better character to reimagine.

Give ‘The Glutton’ a go. It will stick with you for a long time, which to me is the sign of a great novel.

Thank you to Net Galley and Scribner for the eArc in exchange for my honest review.