How to Love Your Daughter
A lively, vivid translation ... In Blum’s prose, the often invisible chores of caregiving are loaded with mystery and portent ... Its intrigues and revelations are dramatic enough to be wholly satisfying. Its final pages had me holding my breath, desperate to find out if Yoella will be condemned to a life without her daughter, or if she will be pardoned.
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The thread tightens only to suddenly find more slack; Yoella can’t seem to figure out what happened any sooner than we readers can, and this becomes the other project of Blum’s novel and Yoella’s propulsive, painful story: how do we love fully and yet fail at loving? For all its uncanny unanswerability, this is a firmly earthbound, often beautiful, and wholly soul-stirring contemplation of parental love and the effortful, lifelong desire to see beyond the gauze of our own perceptions.
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Bit by bit Blum’s novel reveals itself to be a dissection of misapplied maternal love in one particular instance, in which emotions and impulses contradict themselves and turn inside out. Part detective story, part morality tale, this is a disturbing story of being damaged and damaging ... Deft, claustrophobic.
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