A secret place, cryptic like a snuff film, but on paper, made of language. Having read an early excerpt of Last Days in the form of a short run glossy pamphlet titled The Brotherhood of Mutilation years ago, I remember feeling, in the digestion of that fragment, as if I'd stumbled through a door in my home I hadn't noticed was always there, leading to another version of the world that seemed like ours but also wasn't. There's a touch of the time-shifting of Lost Highway in here, and the colors of Suspiria, and the soundtrack of Burzum's Hvis Lyset Tar Oss, and a whole other strange register which throughout it all just seems like a calm story dictated to you by a stranger in your sleep.ģ. Trying to describe the transitioning effects of how Evenson details the acid-like reconfiguring of Rudd's person in the presence of this brother, who may or may not actually exist, we begin to think, is nearly impossible. The discovery comes in the midst of Rudd's parallel uncovering of the existence of a half-brother, with whom his relationship seems to blossom alongside their mutual fascination with the crime. The novel leads us through the increasingly surreal experience of a young man, Rudd, who becomes obsessed with his research of a murder committed by the grandson of former LDS president Brigham Young. The Open Curtain might be the author's most well known work, one I've read more than five times.
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