Paul Auster probably ranks as a favorite author. Although I haven’t read everything by him ( and I plan to fix that) I do enjoy his novels. When I heard that 4 3 2 1 is going to be a thick 1078 page novel I whooped. I mean 1078 pages of pure Paul. Oh wow.
4 3 2 1 is clearly Auster’s attempt to write the great American novel and with his status, who can blame him! The book consists of 4 separate lives of one person: Archibald Ferguson. Thus the reader experiences Archie’s growing pains, his triumphs and failures. Some of the four lives have parallel details, sometimes they diverge and Archibald’s destiny changes. Not to mention that Auster stuffs major US event from 1947 – 1970 in the book as well. There is a lot going on.
One may think that 4 3 2 1 is a confusing bloated tome but in reality it isn’t. For the first 800 pages or so the book is a masterpiece. The are echoes of Philip Roth and Jonathan Franzen, In some places I even felt that the spirit of Donna Tartt was there. Still though it is unmistakably Auster, even sharing some of the characteristics one finds in his older novels, namely, Moon Palace. Did I say the writing is gorgeous? Auster’s previous novels were always well written but here he outdoes himself. Literally every sentence is intricately constructed.
4 3 2 1 is not perfect though. The last 200 pages are a bit of a slog due to the fact that it mutates into a soap opera, only picking up towards the end. If only the book was edited a bit more this would have been a perfect novel as it ends excellently.
This novel is not Auster’s best and I would not recommend it to someone who has never read Auster before but all you fans go ahead and read it. 4 3 2 1 will satisfy your need for the long absence Auster took in order to write 4 3 2 1 and it will be the best writing you have read this year.