Deborah Ross

I’m sorry I haven’t a clue

Alice Rohrwacher’s tale of exploited sharecroppers isn’t a waste of your time but it is confusing

issue 06 April 2019

Alice Rohrwacher’s Happy as Lazzaro sets out as a neorealist tale of exploited sharecroppers, but midway through the story it falls off a cliff (literally) and returns as magical realism, although we mustn’t hold that against it. Or should we? I was sad to see the first narrative go, frankly — come back! Come back! — and the second half rather lost me.

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