One of those books that challenges the way I thought a story could be written. This is the closest I’ve found to a book that is written (unsurprisingly) like a movie - not in terms of cinematic action, but in descriptions that read like screen directions, where the depiction of reality is less true-true than story-true. Fascinating book with beautiful prose that responds in the negative to Kierkegaard’s leap of faith (something I’m noticing has happened a few times in the last year of reading).