Andrea Bajani's beautiful, original, and deeply moving (Michael
Cunningham) novel, which Jhumpa Lahiri asserts accumulates with the
quiet urgency of a snowstorm.
A prismatic novel that records the indelible marks a mother leaves on
her son after she abandons their home in Italy for a business she's
building in Romania. Lorenzo, just a young boy when his mother leaves,
recalls the incisive fragments of their life - when they would playfully
wrestle each other, watch the sunrise, or test out his mother's newest
scientific creation. Now a young man, Lorenzo travels to Romania for his
mother's funeral and reflects on the strangeness of today's Europe,
which masks itself as a beacon of Western civilization while iniquity
and exploitation run rampant. With elliptical, piercing prose, Bajani
tells a story of abandonment and initiation, of sentimental education
and shattered illusions, of unconditional love.